That Tiny Girl is my wife
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Seeing that Saga was ready to go to bed, Anna went up to the bed. Lying next to Saga and hugging her from behind.

"Sorry." I don't know how many times he said that, but there was no response at all from Saga.

"Sister, don't cuddle me, I miss." The sobbing sound was still heard, but Saga deliberately did not respond. Anna's mistake this time including fatal according to him. As a husband, he felt unappreciated.

This time, I'll teach you Anna's lesson. I want you to be deterred and not repeat it again.

Anna continued to apologize while crying until she fell asleep. And when he woke up, it turned out that Saga was no longer next to him.

Anna checked the bathroom. Empty, there's no saga there. It's Sunday, Saga can't work. Besides, he just came home last night, he must be on leave.

"Sir Saga, Brother." Anna shouted while descending the stairs. If only Saga wasn't angry, he wouldn't be this hot. But this time it was different, her husband was angry, she was afraid of being left behind.

"Sir, see Saga?" anna asked Bi Darmi and Bi Ningsing who were cooking in the kitchen.

"Non No."

"Saga came out the same way, but didn't know where." Luisa who just entered the kitchen.

Anna left the kitchen with a shunt step. Sitting in the dining room chair while putting his head on the table. It doesn't taste very good to be dicuekin. Even though it has been almost 2 weeks to withstand the weight of longing. Should be at this time they love me, let go of longing. But what exists, is precisely ignored like this.

"You guys are fighting?" Luisa hears from her husband that last night, Anna doesn't ask Saga's permission to stay at Desi's house.

"Sir Saga is angry." Answer Anna limp.

"Who are you too. I have a husband where I am not allowed. You should think before you do anything. What's less Saga is An? Handsome, kind, rich, still you're not grateful, can't change. Just ask for permission what is difficult anyway? Let's say that Saga was captured by the actor, then know how you feel."

"Mom!" Anna said as she raised her head. Staring at his mother sharply with breath up and down. "Now, mama doain?"

Luisa's ringing in a bell. "Not Anna's doain, but commemorate. Saga could have been better than you if he wanted to. So don't try to cause trouble."

Anna put her head on the table. His shoulders were shaking because he was crying. So sorry Luisa scared the nakuti like that.

"Don't cry." Luisa stroked Anna's long hair that was slightly tangled because she had not had time to get up earlier. "Kedapur yuk, we cook. Take your husband's heart by learning to cook well."

Anna lifted her face and wiped away the tears. It seems like a good idea. Right now, all he had to do was soften Saga's heart.

"Anna take a bath first, we're cooking."

"Yes, take a shower." Luisa helped Anna up and then pushed her slowly towards the stairs.

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"Dipresto is An's meat. If you don't, afraid not to dieg when Saga comes."

"But Mama Mila said not presto Mah. Mama called papa gih, tanya still long not home." Anna ngeyel. Don't know just how long he's been boiling that shawl.

"You think cooking rendang is spitty, old. Bik, just dipresto."

Anna was about to protest, but Luisa first glared at him. Make it kicep.

While Bi Nuning prepared a presto pot, Anna was busy preparing the seasoning. He who doesn't know names is like a spice, so trouble. As a result mama Luisa introduced her the name of the spice name one by one. Anna who is indeed a bit of a brain fit pasan little quyeng because she had to memorize so many names of spices.

With the help of mama Luisa and art, Anna's rendang is finally ready as well. The aroma is delicious and appetizing.

Papa Jeremi and Saga came home at noon. An impatient Anna wanted to show the results of her cooking, immediately pulling Saga towards the dining table.

"I cooked myself, sister, ask for a recipe from your mama." Anna said excitedly. "Sister sit down first, I'll take the rice." Anna pushed Saga's shoulder into a chair. But Saga stood up again.

"I'm hunting Anna, I'm going to see a client. I don't eat like it."

Anna immediately put back the rice spoon in her hand. He looked at Saga who left the dining table with glassy eyes.

Shortly after, Anna sees Saga coming down the stairs in neat clothes. Soon she approached her husband.

"Can I come?"

"I work An, not play. You are home."

"Set this Sunday, brother. I just got home last night, I have to work again." Anna issued her protest.

"I'm late."

Hearing that stern sentence, Anna no longer spoke. He grabbed Saga's hand and kissed her. If there will usually be a reply kiss on the forehead or lips, this time Saga did nothing. Just left Anna.

What do I do, brother, so you don't get angry with me anymore?

Until late at night, Saga hasn't come home yet. Many times Anna's phone but not picked up, Dichat also not reply.

Anna waited for him while watching the tv in the family room. Tired of watching tv, she turned to the living room. Many times saw the night with the hope of her husband coming soon.

Where are you, brother, why haven't you come home yet?

It's been 10 more but Saga's not coming home. Until not felt, Anna overslept in the living room sofa.

At about 12 p.m., the new Saga arrived home. He was surprised to find Anna sleeping on the living room couch.