Marsha, Bara's
Followed Marsha

Anger had peaked in Bara's heart, he came to Miranda's apartment the next day. Information he got, if the woman often walk with other men. When he got there, he did not meet him.

"See if I see you!" growled in the heart.

After leaving Miranda's apartment, he continued his journey to his wife's parents' house. Once there, not getting a warm welcome from both parents-in-law but the face of a jutek and ketus.

"Corny, Pa, Ma" she said kindly on the porch of her in-laws' house.

"What else do you want here?" ask Mira.

"I'd like to meet Marsha, Ma."

"He's resting" said Mira.

"May, let me meet him" he asked.

"No way, you've hurt our daughter. Why else see him?" Candra this time asked.

"I beg you, Pa. Give it another chance" he asked.

Candra and Mira looked at each other.

"The opportunity that can give it is only Marsha" said Mira.

"Please, meet me with him."

Mira goes to her daughter's room, before long she rejoins her husband and daughter-in-law.

"Sorry, Bara. Marsha doesn't want to see you" Mira said.

"Can I see him?"

"You better go home, let him calm down. And you can introspect yourself" replied Candra.

"All right, Pa." Bara left his in-laws residence.

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For almost a week, Marsha did not live with Bara. There was a longing in his heart, while in the kitchen and dining table.

Usually every morning his wife will provide breakfast even with a sad face. His mistake he made to vent his resentment ended in regret.

The shadow of his wife pacing in front of him crossed his mind. Yeah, all the housework he left to that woman. He also forbade Marsha to meet with her parents and friends. In fact, the money he gave me was not. All needs, Bara who set it.

Bara saw the watch in his hand showing at 7 am, usually before marriage his wife will deliver the cake to several shops and stalls.

He followed his wife by a different car. By adjusting the distance, he can monitor it without having to be discovered.

Yes, a few months ago he had a chance to make Marsha have trouble. Bara deliberately told someone to hit the motorbike driven by his wife and damaged.

Bara smiled with satisfaction, as the woman led her motorcycle to the workshop.

Marsha arrives at the first store, carrying a container of cake. "Mom, this is a cake order of sixty pieces" he said.

"Hey, Son Marsha. How are you doing? Aren't you married?"

"Against the old man's vacation.

"Oh, so yeah." The middle-aged woman smiled.

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Marsha continues delivery to the store and the next stall. The weather was very sunny, the sun was starting to high. His sweat began to pour, he wiped it with a handkerchief he took from his small bag.

Bara who saw it felt like he wanted to go down and remove it. But whatever the power, he had not dared to approach his wife before proving the truth.

At the last store, a man approached Marsha. He got out of his car and said hello. "I don't think I can see you again" he said.

"Mr Mark, why are you here?"

"I happened to pass by and see you" he replied.

"Oh."

"Why are you dropping off the cake again? Where's your husband?" tanyakanya.

"My husband is at work, I'm on vacation at my parents' house. Like them," Marsha replied lying.

"Oh, yeah. Yes, I've been going to the store first," said Mark. "Greet your parents" he continued.

"Later I will say, send greetings also to friends there," said Marsha.

"All right, I'll tell you. See you," Mark waved his hand.

"See you, too" Marsha smiled.

There was jealousy and anger when his wife smiled at someone else. Bara clenched his hands, staring furiously. "Maybe he did that to another man" he grumbled.