My Wrong?
11.About pitying

Ali's body shivered violently, he was already helpless. It's been three hours since Helmi locked him in the bathroom, not only that before locked up Ali had been in drool by hot water as if dissatisfied Helmi soaked Ali's body in a bathtub filled with hot water.

"Mmmm,, masss!" ali shouted as her husband drowned her in the bathtub.

"who do you think dares to pity me? huh uh?! do you think I look worthy of pity?" Helmi crazed that she did not like it when Ali said she just wanted to accompany him to sleep, Ali also said "Don't be soaked alone, I know you're not okay, don't worry you're not alone" Helmi did not like Ali's words that sounded pitiful.

"I'm sorry" Ali said, holding back the pain all over her body, Helmi, who didn't want to vent her anger on Ali, immediately walked out and locked Ali in the bathroom

Prang, prang, prang,

Helmi slammed all the items in the room, she really felt herself insulted when there was someone who pitied her.

"Masss,,," said Ali with a body shivering in the cold,

"I'm sorry, please open the door" Ali asked again to try to pull the bathroom doorknob, hoping it would open.

"Masss,,, I'm sorry" Ali kept asking without feeling tired, she kept crying asking Helmi to open the door for her.

While Helmi he just kept quiet while inhaling his cigarette, his room looks like a broken ship, broken glass where, and do not forget Helmi's blood-filled handbook book.

"Masss open the door, I beg you" Ali asked inside in a weak voice. Helmi just kept quiet without intending to open the door, he again inhaled the smell of cigarettes and graced it casually.

A little confused that Helmi felt when she did not hear Ali's moans at all, but she tried not to care. Unfortunately, Helmi's angel side urged her to see the situation of Ali who was not heard after she heard the sound of a faucet being turned on.

"Did he kill himself?" helmi asked herself, as soon as she opened the door, Helmi did not want her apartment to be used as a suicide spot.

***Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullah

Assalamu'alaikum warahmatullah***.

Just opened the door Helmi's heart felt warm rustling when she saw Ali was praying on the spot and with clothes that were not worthy of worship.

"Finally you open the door also mas," said Ali with a big smile although it could not be denied Ali's tired eyes and lips and body were cold.

"I went to the room first yes mas" said Ali then walked a little bent in front of Helmi, Ali was surprised to see Helmi's room like a broken ship, he tried to ignore it all and passed to his room.

After changing his clothes and drying his hair, Ali returned to the kitchen to make juice and bread. This morning she chose to make orange juice and peanut butter bread because that was all she had left after finishing her activities in the kitchen, he went back into Helmi's room at his sight there was no Helmi there maybe Helmi was taking a bath.

Ali chose a Lilac-colored Helmi work shirt that was combined with a navy blue suit, somehow Ali liked the dark color to be worn by Helmi, but she also wants Helmi to look a little glowing with her Lilac shirt.

After everything was done Ali went into his own room, without filling his stomach first Ali chose to lay down on his bed.

Helmi came out of the bathroom, at first she was quite surprised to see her room that had returned neat as before, but he realized that in this house there is not only him but there is Ali who is his wife status, of course, Ali cleaned up all the mess he created.

"Ck! crazy woman," she said, then walked over to her wardrobe, but at the closet door in the mannequin where she matched the clothes there was already a set of work clothes there, she said, Helmi thought it was too conspicuous because there were Lilac colors there.

"Basar kampungan" he said and then took a set of black clothes. After finishing wearing full clothes Helmi passed leaving the room, but when at the dining table he saw there was milk, juice, and bread that had been served there.

"Ckk!" Helmi clucked without wanting to eat the food his wife had prepared.

Actually Helmi did not have the heart to torture Ali, but according to him Ali was out of bounds, he did not like others to interfere with his affairs let alone pity him. But he also seemed upset because during his marriage Ali only prepared bread in the morning, and vegetables that seemed unhealthy during the day and night.

"Is there a problem, sir?" david asked when he saw his Master's face look grim.

"Nothing" he answered coldly, then got into the elevator that David had pressed. "Message me breakfast" Helmi told his assistant, David only gawk at the end of this boss always asked to buy breakfast when he usually always breakfast at home with Omanya.

"Why is the end of this you always ask for breakfast? did Miss not prepare breakfast for you?" david asked, trying to dare to ask something that was very stuck in his mind.

"Ck! you're such a bitch, she does make me breakfast, but does it have to be peanut butter bread every day? vegetable soup every day? no more food, I don't taste" he growled

"You just ask to cook the food you want sir? what's hard, anyways your salary may not be enough to buy one department store, so you have the right to ask" said David trying to advise his boss.

"Shitt!" Helmi growled, he realized that if he never gave a living to Ali, it was fitting that Ali never cooked other food than the food in the refrigerator.

"What's up, sir?" ask David again

"Send all kinds of vegetables, side dishes and all the complete cooking ingredients to my new apartment" he told David, while David only gawked at ambiguous orders from his superiors.

"Quick do it" Helmi said staring at her assistant who was just dumbstruck.

"Master, what's the material for? rendang, gulai, or balado?" ask David.

"Ckkk! I have you send all kinds of cooking ingredients, send them all right now" he said incontrovertibly.