Shortage of My Wife
Regret At the Top of Ubun-ubun
Samar feels warm niche neck belongs to Mita that morning, several times his eyes seem to blink when he felt the warm exposure of someone's breath that he did not know who it was. Clearly in his mind only the grandmother had slept with him since night. Mita also felt heavy opening her eyes because crying made her eyes still leave a trail of swelling. His body that was originally turned back to return the embrace of the grandmother.
"You!" Mita who accidentally opened her eyes a little how very surprised when she found the face of a man who was none other than the husband.
"Hum..." Yazid who was reluctant to move actually pulled the wife's body tighter. This morning he did not want to argue. Until a while Mita continued to rebel then the man let go with his shocked face.
"Jeez, Mita. Let's go home now." take her who hastened to stand up from the bed.
"Go home yourself. I want to stay here." said Mita kekeuh.
Tired of arguing because Yazid is not a man who likes to talk a lot. He forced his wife's body and took her to the car. Mita revolted she continued to hit the chest field of the husband while shouting without stopping. The ruckus attracted the attention of the families. They all looked at each other as Yazid led his wife past them without saying anything.
"Where did the two of them come from, Mom?" hendi asked Fena who shook her head to see the behavior of her two grandchildren.
"Where else is mom's room from?" said Fena.
Now Hendi only knew that the cause last night he was expelled from the mattress was the act of the child and daughter-in-law who took over Fena's bed. Come without excuse, go home without saying goodbye. Yazid and Mita have become the real owners of their homes.
Upon arrival at the house of the intention of the heart to fix everything, precisely Mita was again made angry when her body was lowered from the arms of the husband and saw the figure of a woman who smiled at them. She is Nia, well the woman looks fresh and neat while arranging food at the dining table. It's very appetizing for Yazid of course. Because from a long time ago he was very familiar with the taste of the cuisine of the friend.
"Who's this cooking?" ask Yazid who does not care about the look of his wife.
The man stepped closer to the dining table, there was food that had been his favorite all along.
His intention to explain to Mita was done because he did not remember anything else but filling his stomach. It is sometimes true what is said by many people, if pampering the husband is not just a matter of touch, they also really need a touch of his stomach with dishes that he likes.
Mita looked at the two full of hate especially when she saw Nia who was smiling at serving her husband. It feels like Mita can no longer tolerate any of this. The woman walked into the room until she slammed the door hard.
"You fought because of me?" tanya Nia sees Mita who doesn't like her.
"Jeez, Nia. I'll go first." Yazid left Nia with food ready to eat.
No matter how good the food is, here is a problem that is ready to wait. In the room he had seen the wife who was packing things to go somewhere.
"Mita, Mita wait a minute. Where you going? Hey." said Yazid.
Mita who was so upset to see the husband somehow felt a whisper of the devil from where suddenly her hand easily threw the mini suitcase into the body of the husband. His patience was completely exhausted this time.
"Stop trampling on my pride, Yazid!" he screamed out at that moment.
For the first time, Mita even called the man she loved by name without a sis.
"You want us to divorce? ok fine. Let's get a divorce. I'm tired." Mita was about to move leaving Yazid out, but the man with reflexes had already hugged both of Mita's thighs. He did not want the divorce to happen. I don't know what made Yazid so scared to hear the word divorce. He shook.
"No, Mit. I don't want a divorce. Let's talk first okay?" Yazid looked up at Mita with a pleading gaze. But Mita actually threw away her gaze reluctant to listen to the husband's words.