Sincerity Love Aluna
Chapter 6

Bugh ...

The door closed very hard. Aluna was shocked as her husband closed the door by slamming her. Aluna touched her chest, but she continued to carry a large bag to the room located with the kitchen. When opening the lock it was difficult because it was so never opened the room.

When the door opened, the dust immediately hit his kiss and Aluna coughed. He put his big bag on the dusty floor, then took a broom and a mop. The room was so narrow that there was not even a window. The room was like a barn, many of her husband's tools there. With a patient heart he cleaned the room until it was clean, a sincere feeling made it okay. Although the feeling of crying was at the end of his eyes, he still tried to hold it in order not to come out.

"It's your choice, Na. It's a destiny you have to live, a strong body yes so I can feel the beauty of living one day with my husband." Just the words of spirit he said.

The room was now clean, her lips restrained as she was about to cry. He turned the lips into a smile, then brought his big bag to the room. Then she was about to go back to her husband's room to pick up a mat, but it turned out that the mat was already in front of her husband's room door, she took it. Aluna looked at the door with nanar and stood there for a moment, and returned to the room because today was quite tired.

He spread the mat upon arrival in a narrow room to become his bed. The comparison was very far, even his bed was much worse than even a maid's room. He is aware of his mistake, he should not question the receipt of the groceries, he will not repeat it. She just wanted her husband to know that he was very sincere. She cannot deal with her husband's anger.

The night was getting late, he could only rest his body at 11 pm. Aluna stroked the mat with a pushy gaze, her bed was extremely alarming. "I will be patient until happiness comes, my husband." Aluna closed her eyes while curling up like a sleeping kitten. He used a thin cloth to warm his body. He only hoped that his illness would not quickly eat away at him.

Bend morning.

Aluna returned to her routine, she looked at the work schedule first. Almost every day she saw a piece of paper given from her husband. He even put the paper on the wall so he never forgets. Read his line of work.

"I wash my face before making coffee" Aluna said, tying her hair after waking up from her sleep.

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Breakfast and coffee are available at the table. Not long after, Iskhandar arrived at the kitchen. He saw his wife wiping the stove table, then saw the table was available toast and a cup of coffee. The man sat down and grabbed the coffee cup, blowing on the cup because the coffee still caused a billowing smoke.

Instantly, Iskhandar spouts coffee that has entered the mouth. Aluna who saw him came straight. "The coffee is still hot, be careful when drinking it, my husband," said Aluna. "My husband's okay, isn't he?" Aluna looked worried.

Aluna grabbed the cup of coffee and started drinking it, not yet swallowed he had spewed the coffee. "Asin," he said.

Iskhandar only breathed heavily, feeling like he wanted to be angry that morning. Long can high blood if he continues to be angry. He left without breakfast that morning. His mood was destroyed because of Aluna, inexplicably taking him when he saw his wife was angry. Maybe because the power of Aluna's father made her feel like a person that everything can be solved with money. His dignity could be rewarded with a sum of money.

Aluna chased after her husband to the door. "My husband, I will deliver lunch for you" cried Aluna from the doorway. Her husband didn't look at her in the slightest, he left with his blind motorbike. Aluna remained in the doorway until her husband could not be seen he had just returned inside.

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"Aluna, you are so careless" he cursed himself in the kitchen. "Any husband will be angry if you behave like this, be a good wife," she said again while preparing food for cooking.

For this time must finish homework before her husband's break hour arrives. Aluna was like a maid in the house, every day she was preoccupied with housework. What else he had to clean another room that is now his bed. Even though the room was narrow, it still added to his work there.

Sweat drenched the area of his face even on the back of his clothes look wet. Until finally the activity was completed, after which he just cleaned himself. After preparing provisions for her husband, she also saw a clock that was approaching the break, hastily she put food into the container.

Aluna also walked to her husband's workplace. Sometimes he saw the stuff he was talking about. She kept smiling and was happy to deliver food to her husband. She was sure that when her husband ate the food he cooked today he would not get angry because the cooking he made today was quite good today.

Her lips smiled, finally she arrived at her husband's workplace, she saw some workers had some eating. The time he arrived was very fitting, it was not too late even though he walked to it. Arriving there, she was very surprised to see her husband eating together with a girl. He sharpened his eyes when he saw the girl, until he finally recognized the girl.

"Is he perhaps his lover?" The girl who was with Iskhandar was the girl in the photo. Aluna was able to endure the pain of the demeanor and humiliation given by her husband. But seeing them both hurts a lot. Like a thousand needles. "I'm his wife, I can't give up. I'm sure my husband will love me."

When his heart was wounded, he still encouraged himself. She thought that she would be happy and her husband would love her. Aluna walked with gontai, she did not approach her husband she instead chose to go home. Assuming he didn't see anything that happened just now. Slowly, Aluna retreated and turned her body. On the way home she kept imagining how the cheerful face of her husband was with the girl. His gaze was different when he looked at her.

Different from the face shown to him. "Come, Aluna ... Don't let you cry just because of this" she said as she walked home.