My boyfriend Mata Duitan
Cold War

Two days later, Raksa insisted on joining the campus. While Kalin ogah is followed.

"We talked about this Kalin. I'll keep you here,"

"Yes but I'm not going anywhere. Is this why I'm worse than at home?"

"It's in a country of people, Kalin. It's we're not in the condet or in the market week! We're in Manchester. We don't know what the city is like? I promise I won't bother you, I'll watch you from afar, okay?" said Raksa.

"But--"

"Take me like your mom or dad. And this I do as my responsibility because I have asked them to give permission for you to study here. You know what, Kalin? I don't think my wife is the type of dissident, it's for your good." Raksa said.

Yeah how about it again. The hardness of Raksa exceeds the hardness of Diki's father. Kalin who is still sprained because of the Raksa who tend to protect it, eat with no taste.

"What do you want to eat?" tanya Raksa who saw Kalin not so fond of the food he made. He was exactly snacking on the boy, who if directly crave the code GTM (Movement Close Mouth).

"Omellete bya salinan what?" ask Raksa.

"No taste!" sahut Kalin's.

'Boro-boro made of coffee, this leak is told to eat aja very difficult!' Raksa in his heart.

"Keep what you want to eat? fried rice?" that man is nanya again, even though he is also not good at cooking. But if they do not cook, their spending will swell. Moreover, his labor insurance money can not be cashed.

"Kalin?"

"Gue eat the wind!" kalin.

This time the head of Raksa immediately twitched.

"Honestly, Lin. This you do not want to eat because, you are still angry about Rahmi or you are angry because of the activities you want me to follow?" repelled.

"Both!"

"How else should I do, Kalin?"

"Gue needs time to know, right? if you make me sorry you, I obviously can't! How do I want to clear my mind that what I see is also lo lo lo!" shout Kalin.

"Take me this is your husband!" snapped Raksa.

They both put a toa in his throat. All kenceng and want to be obeyed and in horrin.

Raksa took off his apron, he slammed it on the stove table.

"Okay if that's what you want! where you're going!" Raksa with a look at her. He went outside.

While Kalin who was annoyed immediately spent what was cooked for him even though there was no taste, maybe Raksa forgot to add salt in his cooking.

'Are all men like that? you want it yourself?!' inner Kalin. Eyes glazed.

He wiped his tears and immediately grabbed the bag. Armed with google maps, Kalin looking for the address of the campus. The distance between the rented house and the campus is quite far, yes again an impromptu factor. Jafi today in addition to squirming campus, he also wants to calm his mind. Kalin did not know Raksa brought a duplicate key or not, she also did not know where her husband went.

Too young for Kalin to understand the true meaning of marriage. All he knew was, he had to be with Raksa if he wanted his dream to be realized.

The campus is very large, with a classic style of light brown. Kalin looked at him from a close distance.

"I didn't think I could come here." he said, looking at the super magnificent building.

Continuing from the campus, he went to the heaton park. Kalin deliberately searching the nearest park from the campus. He rode his pocket to take a taxi. It seemed like the problem that was in his brain at the moment whose head was aching, was suddenly healed with the sight of a green garden that was stirring his eyes. Kalin walked alone.he sat on one of the empty benches. Look at the green grass and trees.

In silence he saw far away looking at where exactly the destination was anchored. Marriage is not as simple as he thinks. There were many things he needed to understand and adjust. Without feeling her tears flow when remembering her quarrel earlier this morning.

There was not a word that came out of Kalin's lips.The girl was only silent while her tears were rushing down. There was a man who followed him.

"Geez, am I too hard on Kalin? Raksa, Raksa what do you do, Sa!" muttered Raksa who saw kalin from a distance.

Actually when Kalin came out of the house, Raksa was trying to calm his mind. But when he saw Kalin leaving, Raksa was moved to follow him, even he rode the same tram with his wife. But because Kalin was upset, he had no expectation that Raksa would follow him. Raksa continued to see Kalin who looked at his place to reach his dreams. Even the man was still standing and hiding himself, seeing that if he was sitting on a black stool, he would occasionally wipe his cheeks.

"I shouldn't have snapped him! jeez, it's hard to be in a relationship with a younger woman!" said Raksa who remained standing in his position. He moved when he was full of crying. The girl returned home in a brown coat wrapped around her body.

Raksa deliberately saw that from the invisible side, he wanted space for Kalin but he also could not let go of Kalin so in the country of people. Kalin comes with him, however, and he must ensure the safety of his wife.

Chequek!

Kalin went into a house that was still very quiet.

He took off his boots and coat. He patted his bag and moved towards the refrigerator. He took a bottle of drink. He looked around, it seemed like Raksa had not returned. Kalin sat on the sofa looking straight at Tivi.

When he heard footsteps, Kalin turned his head and it turned out that Raksa was coming. He took off his footwear and went to wash his hands. Maybe silence would be the solution for now.

The man went into the bathroom, without saying hello or at least asking where his wife was going. Why would he bring his wife, even if he did not directly.

Kalin went into the room. He drank his drink.

"Why is he angry? it should be me! I'm the one who got yelled at!" Kalin started to repack. He took off the syall and hung it in a special place he hung his bag.

Not how long, Raksa came by using only a towel. He casually picked up his clothes and went out again.

Kalin could only smile wryly.

"Why? why is he being so weird?! basic Om-Om freak!" kalin Mummam.

She put herself on the bed, and did not care what her husband would do.