Mist of Love
Chapter 7.BLACK GLASSES GIRL.

"Where from?"

Yoga seemed to be sitting staring at Laras who just entered the front yard of the house with his son Angga, who,

Angga who is still wearing school uniform is seen walking beside the Mama while being held in her arms,

Hand one Baras used it to carry shopping items that eighty percent is a cooking ingredient for home needs, for example,

"He was silent, where did you come home from?"

Tanya Yoga repeated her question with a tone of a ketus voice and an angry frowning face,

"Inside only, Mas,"

Said Laras still trying to calm down, she asked her husband to come in,

"It's not good to hear the neighbors, if Mas wants to be angry, not outside,"

Laras added, still with the same calm tone as before,

Yoga staring at a large enough crackle bag filled with groceries,

"You're shopping? Where's the money from?"

Tanya Yoga again, her tone is also as subtle as before,

She looked at her husband,

This man, whom he once considered to be the man of his dreams, whom he married because all that Laras wanted from a man was with him,

Now...

Look at it now,

He who is only handsome, he who only has a higher education degree behind his name, he who only comes from a distinguished family, he,

But in the end, nothing can be the happiness of the household,

Yep, yeah,

The cleavage barrel began to understand what was meant by both parents first, that happiness in marriage is influenced by humans, not what humans bring, not what humans bring,

He let out a sigh, he walked into the house without answering anything first, he suppressed all the feelings as he could so as not to make a fuss outside the house,

Seeing Laras enter the house without saying anything else makes Yoga become more upset, even though he eventually became no other option to enter the house, although with dibarenginng close the main door by slamming hard,

"Angga, go to the room first yes, Mama want to clean up the groceries first in the kitchen, Angga take his snacks first to be taken to the room,"

Said Laras,

Angga looked at Mama from her position who had to raise her head upwards,

The barrel of his eyes brimmed, but of course he was arrested, he,

Baras put a bag of groceries on top of the kitchen, then took two packs of potato chips and gave them to his only child,

"Whoo to the room, yes,"

Said Laras,

Angga nodded while taking two packets of chips that Laras gave him,

Angga had seen towards his Papa who was now standing near the kitchen door, his face looked angry, Angga did not dare to approach at all, even calling not dare, not even,

And in fact, Angga was also not able to get that close to his Papa, he felt his Papa was fierce because he was more often angry, because he was angry,

Angga ran out of the kitchen with two packets of potato chips in his hand, passed his Papa in fear and disappeared from the sight of Laras,

After the death of Angga, stay then Laras and Yoga in the kitchen together, both,

Laras busied himself to take out all the items in the crackle, while then talking in a hoarse voice holding back a cry,

"Tomorrow I'll work,"

Said Laras,

Hearing Laras talk, of course Yoga like being struck by lightning in broad daylight,

Work it?

How dare Laras say he will work without asking permission Yoga first as a husband?

What kind of wife does something without asking her husband's permission?

Yoga walked up to Laras with his hard footsteps, then pulled his body violently to face Yoga,

"Did you say huh?! Work?! How dare you say you're going to work, you forget what I told you? You can't work, women can only be at home!"

Yoga Angry, Bentak,

Tears Laras who had been held since there was Angga immediately shed, immediately,

Said Barrel,

However, Yoga heard the words Laras instead of becoming understood instead became increasingly,

Yoga eyes are getting reddened, even with his face,

"You mean you think I'm a useless husband who can't make money then you have to make money? You think I'm not trying?!"

The sound of Yoga blaring, filled the entire kitchen of the house,

Fortunately at this time, the mother-in-law of Laras seems to be not at home, maybe attending the event of fellow wives of the higher-ups, or also I don't know, maybe also family events and other things,

But clearly, the absence of the Mother-in-law, this makes Laras and Yoga no need to fuss with being mixed with the Mother-in-law as well, so that Laras can be more free to talk and express, so that,

Anyways...

Laras looked at Yoga with his eyes that kept on shedding tears,

"Do you really love me or not?"

Asked Laras with a trembling voice,

The grip of both hands of Yoga on both arms Laras felt strengthened, along with the gaze of Yoga which was also getting sharper,

"What are you asking that for? Don't switch the conversation!"

Yoga again, please,

The barrel that inexplicably today is not as usual, which seems to have some power from where to choose to talk again, said,

"You never seem to love me, ever,"

Said Laras,

"'Love, love, it is not important to discuss love after marriage! It was the talk of an ABG child who was intoxicated in romance!"

"No!"

"What's not, you're better off!"

"Yes, I'm more, I'm so sorry and love you so long ago, I'd rather survive six years in a marriage that makes me unable to do anything and feel any happiness!"

"What!"

Yoga was getting up black, his hand that gripped the arm Laras detached and then...

Plaque!

He slapped Laras hard, though,

Of the many Yoga treatments that make Laras hurt the inner, of course, the Yoga hand slap on his cheek this time is the most devastating,

Baras rubbed his reddened cheeks and felt hot, where Yoga slapped him there, and he slapped him,

"All right then,"

The voice of Laras trembled, while Yoga also shook his body in anger and also he was surprised himself because he raised his hand to slap his wife,

"I'll just get out of here, I'll just get out of your life, I'll take Angga with me!"

Said Laras,

"Don't hope!"

Yoga snapping,

"He's my son!"

Barrels snapped back,

"I'm the most entitled to Angga, I'm his father!"

"I gave birth to her, and you take care of yourself just can't, just take care of yourself first!"

Said Laras,

"You!"

"Slap! Slap again! That way I don't have to hesitate anymore to get out of here!"

"Yes go!"

The word Yoga makes Laras finally do not want to stall any longer to immediately move from the kitchen and immediately run to the room,

Yoga kicked down the dining table in the kitchen, then kicked it to a roll,

Not only that, he slammed the chair and even the tableware on the shelf near the dishwasher,

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