That Barbarian girl is my wife

That Barbarian girl is my wife
Shock


Cyra Pov


I still can't close my eyes. In fact, the clock on the nightstand already shows at half-four in the morning.


I was still shocked to hear Ditya's anger and talk. Turns out he already knew my activities if for a week working at a karaoke place on the recommendation of Nita. Either get a report or know from whom because he didn't say it.


Then, what is the fate of my work if Ditya has found out so soon?! What about my debt to Bang Seno?!


In fact, I really need money. Through a job as a karaoke singer, I hope to quickly earn some money.


Because in addition to getting a basic salary every month, I also get tips from some customers who like my voice.


Indeed, the truth is, said Ditya, there are some customers who are a little brash at me for daring to poke my cheeks. However, all of that can still be admired. For what?!


Of course for the money I've been spending lately.


I couldn't have asked for it more than Ditya. He's been trying so hard to fulfill all my requests all this time I've been so grateful.


I know, ever since she asked you to marry me, Ditya worked so hard. Even he is willing to work overtime in place of his friends who have interests so that they can not work, to the point of neglecting his own health.


I saw his face getting thinner and his body getting thinner due to lack of sleep and rest. Inversely, before he was married to me.


He used to look full and athletic.


I really want to part with him as soon as possible. Other than that I had no sense in him, I also wanted to immediately free him from the burden of having lived me for these three months.


I know, Ditya is very heavy doing this. Marrying me only because I feel indebted to my father who has helped him often. Even though I know, he was very forced to accept this much lacking me.


In fact, if it counts, my ugliness is far more than the good I do. And I'm aware of that.


But when will this end?!


I myself can't do anything without Ditya.


Huh!!


My head just got dizzy.


I woke up from the fall and


Step into the kitchen to get a drink. I sat myself in the dining chair and I drank down one glass of water in hopes of calming my heart.


Instead of getting calmer, I'm getting more restless.


Actually, what makes me even more shocked is the fact that it turns out that all this time you secretly deployed spies to stalk and watch me and Ditya.


It's worth papa knowing that all this time I often asked for Bi Inah's shopping allowance, which I prefer to call Biyung that. I thought Biyung had told papa so that papa knew it.


Uh! Don't-don't you know where the other activities I've been doing lately?! Didn't you know yesterday when Ditya and I came to the house, papa said that you know my activities with punk kids?! Lothawat! It's really bad if it gets noticed by papa's spies and reports it.


I have to how?!


I went back to my room and lay down in my cramped bed.


I turned the body trying to find a comfortable sleeping position so that it can immediately sleep soundly, but failed.


My mind is still wandering about all the possibilities that will happen if you know my activities on that one. Activities unknown to those closest to me. No papa, not brother and sister-in-law. Nor is Zizi my best friend, especially Ditya who belongs to a new family member.


It was only me and certain people that I was deliberately involved in, but I deliberately hid his existence and identity from the public.


"I have to be more careful from now on" my monologue slowly.


Gradually my eyes began to blur and finally closed when the clock was already showing the number half five.