Shortage of My Wife
Looking for Mita

The state of the house from Yazid's return to night seemed silent. If usually there will be a commotion that Mita caused, now there is only silence. Yazid wondered what made his wife turn out like that? until the evening, there was no food at the dinner table. Even at half-nine in the evening the woman had already laid down first with the blanket covering her body. Mita no longer sleeps as usual hugging the body of the husband. Now he sleeps on the side of the bed that is far away from Yazid and turns his back on the man.

Again Yazid stared at the back of his wife's body after he finished playing the phone. Her forehead was wrinkled in its taste too fast if Mita slept at this time. Usually the woman will be busy with various jobs even massage her body. Not a single word he heard for today came out of his wife's lips.

"Maybe he is tired." he muttered indifferently and closed his eyes as well.

It was difficult for Yazid to close his eyes, usually his body will feel warm with the wife's embrace. Not for tonight, he's just covered in blankets. Until the morning, he finally woke up and again found the wife who was not home. The empty room only smelled the rest of the perfume that seemed to be sprayed by Mita.

"Where is he?" Yazid looked confused he stepped out of the room to find the kitchen table empty still messy. There was only a finished plate in use there and a seemingly inexhaustible glass of milk. Here Yazid's eyes searched for his wife, not even.

"Ah stupid why am I dizzy like this? It's good he's gone. I don't need any more drama." he said that he chose to take a shower and go to the office. The man hurried because it was too late for him to come to the office.

While elsewhere, now Mita seems to drive her car to a beach where it will be very beautiful to enjoy the morning atmosphere there. At the end of the city he went alone. The look he uses is very suitable to bring to the beach.

Music during the trip accompanied the speed of the car. Well, Mita wants to enjoy her time for a moment to get rid of her fatigue. Mita is very happy at this time even though in the most basic heart there is pain that she tries to heal.

Disappointment and anger that he felt when remembering the words of the husband did not want to make him lose control. The wedding will remain forever for Mita. He does not want anything to destroy the commitment he built.

Jumpstui white model sabrina became the choice of Mita this morning to sit relaxed on the beach. Even though it is not a holiday, the beach is always crowded with many tourists from abroad and even within the country who take time to just sunbathe on the beach.

Mita walked along the beach at that time with her body white and smooth even her feet high made the men very fascinated to see it. The wavy black hair that kept flying in the wind blew him hypnotizing the eyes of the visitors.

"There's no car here. Then where is he?" without Mita knowing if in the yard of the house his parents looked like Yazid's car had just arrived.

Although the time is very late, Yazid can not go to the office like his destination from home earlier. His mind that was thinking about the change in Mita's attitude made the man fidget himself. Make sure the wife's car in the house of in-laws, but not there. The more restless Yazid's mind was at the moment.

"Well, Zid? you're here. Is it Mita?" just now Yazid wanted to close the window of his car the voice of the in-laws seemed to approach him from the side.

Inevitably Yazid had to get out of the car and greet the middle-aged woman. "Em Mah, myself. I thought Mita was here." she replied clumsily because she no longer knew what to say.

Fimah's forehead shriveled in hearing the son-in-law who was looking for the child. That means Mita went without saying goodbye to her husband even this is still very early in the morning and where Mita went I think Imah was confused.

"You don't worry about maybe Mita going to the market" said Yazid hurriedly did not want the in-laws to suspect what happened to them. Don't let me think if Mita goes away from home without her husband's permission.

After making sure the wife was not there, Yazid also resigned by leaving Imah anxiety. He knew that the child could not go anywhere without saying goodbye.

Now Yazid is only focused on the parents' house. He's sure that Mita went there. "I have to find him first. At least after everything is well I will work quietly." he said along the restless road.

Yazid and Nia were both agitated, not with Mita who was excited at the arrival of her friends.

"Hi gais." she hugged her three new friends to meet Mita's invitation.

"Mit, this is the wind what calls us-us? Look at this working hour." said Vera who was astonished.

Since marriage Mita never wanted to fulfill their call to just hang out. And now they've been collected early in the morning on the beach by Mita. Of course they were astonished. While Mita smiled shyly.

"As my apology for continuing to skip from your group. Let me buy you today where to go. It's okay to skip work." replied Mita casually.

"It's a nice rich family. We were? not so rich. But it's impossible to find work again if fired. hahahaha." The four of them laughed along with a scene. The world belongs to both of them this time.

Finally the four women had a full day spent their time having fun. Even until the afternoon when Yazid came home, the man still did not find his wife at home. It was very quiet and quiet. Losing a noisy figure made Yazid uneasy. Usually there will be someone who welcomes him home from work with various problems in the kitchen and speech that always makes him dizzy.

"Sister, take a shower?"

"Sister, you're straight here try my cooking."

"Sister Yazid, let's brush your teeth later the teeth are hollowed out of eating not directly cleaned,"

"Sister, am I flirting?"

"Sister, I'm gonna hug, let's go to bed."

All the spoiled words of Mita filled Yazid's head at that moment. He seemed to shake his head to dispel his mind that was fulfilled with Mita.

The man rushed to the bathroom to take a shower. Tonight he will make his own meal if Mita is no longer cooking.

It was five in the afternoon, no sign of Mita coming home. Yazid who had just finished taking a bath seemed to sigh and smile looking at the woman behind him at this moment.

"It turns out to be home too." she said inwardly as she approached the kitchen. There was a woman who was washing dishes.

"Why did you cut your hair?" yazid's question suddenly made the woman look down and turn her body.

"Sir, talk to me?" Yazid frowned at the figure of a woman who was not his wife. The woman he knew very well was one of the servants in his house.