Stupid Wife
The Eye on Traditional Markets

"Doain me." Zaki kissed Naima's head. Ask permission to find a job. This time, whatever the job, Zaki would welcome him sincerely even if it was just a parking attendant.

Naima smiled as she pulled Zaki's hand to her hand which she was currently sitting in a wheelchair. "Be careful and thank you for not leaving me at my lowest point" Naima said. They no longer live in luxury apartments, instead

simple house. That's the contracted result.

Zaki nodded. His legs buckled in front of the medical chair. "Trust me, I'm there for you." Zaki stroked that cheek. Their eyes whipped at each other. "After I get a job, I'll marry you. I'm saying goodbye." Zaki again kissed the head of Naima and passed away.

Naima was only able to stare at the wide back of the man who used to be in his hina, with teary eyes.

"I'm sorry for my side" he said.

...****...

"What to do, Bang?"

In the car, Naqia unceasingly protests to Yuga who is driving towards the office of the deceased Nugraha.

"Must Naqia. I have long ignored the will that should have been read from the past, but you always reject it by saying it later. I'm not telling you to work, baby, but I just want your employees to know, if the woman who often goes into my office is the owner of the company, not just any woman, let alone a teaser."

Yuga's face sharpens as the teaser says. He heard the employees' goddamn gossip that Naqia was seducing his trap, so that he would marry Naqia. Damn it! Yuga is obviously angered by his wife's bad stamp by them. And the gossip maker must have been in PHK by him.

"Bang, stop!" pekik Naqia arrived. Yuga also brakes his car rhino which is out there many street vendors because of their position near the traditional market.

Naqia did not actually listen to her husband's tweets about the will. He is more interested in food that looks good on the road.

"Eeeeh... Where are you going?" Yuga holds the hand of Naqia who wants to come out.

"Hehehe," Naqia was dumbstruck. " Want to buy that, that and that." He pointed to the merchant cilok, ice cendol and meatball carts that were of original origin.

"Naqia!" call Yuga. "Don't ya," the sheet is soft.

"It's not okay, baby. But we must be observant and carefully choose food. Especially for pregnant people like you." Yuga stroked Naqia's stomach. His wife was still in a confused face.

"So a mother has to take care and protect her child since the womb. And with that, you should not play buying food as you like to eat. It's not like I'm going to go to the vendors out there, if their food isn't clean or something. But I just don't want both of my dearest people to why."

Yuga explained slowly. Really am... He only wants to protect his two loved ones who actually contain Naqia is still a range. Not in the news circulating the use of non-food coloring to be more lit food? For example, the cendol is very wow kinclong color exceeds the green of old banana leaves. What if there are harmful substances?

Naqia still frowned, confused. " But it's clean, Bang!" bela Naqia pointed at the cendol.

"Related?" Yuga smiled faintly. His wife is naive.

"That's pretty sure" said Naqia.

Ok, because Naqia needs proof, Yuga was forced to wait a moment to look deeper into the seller from the glass of his car. He wanted to find the seller's loophole to go to Naqia. If not always clean it can really be eaten safely.

"Wait a moment .. nah, that!" Yuga points to the ice cendol seller. " He after wiping his sweat and playing with a swab on his shirt without washing his hands, he immediately served the new customer a message. Ok, he did not touch his ice directly using his hands, but through objects. But look, he took his straw with his used hand wiping sweat. Can straws enter the mouth, automatically dirty dong." It is clear that Yuga is easy to understand Naqia.

"Road," Naqia said quickly. He was disgusted by himself. His lips are still pouting. Yuga smiled amusedly at Naqia's changing behavior.

"Until home, bi Narsi will make any food special for you. So don't pout dong." rayu Yuga cooed Naqia's nose tip.

"Yes!" Naqia nodded with her sweet smile. In her heart she was very grateful to have a husband who patiently explained everything.

The car also went back. But just drove away, Naqia again strangled.

"What else is it?" yuga asked while following Naqia's view.

" That's it, Mas Zaki isn't it?"

"Yes, it's Zaki!" Yuga. In their eyes, Zaki is now carrying a sack of rice to ride to a pickup car.