The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Must Be Smart to Take Care of Yourself

"Breakfast first, Mas," asked Aulia to her adult husband who was about to leave for the office. The mature man was well-dressed, fragrant and his hair was combed by a drizzle, perfect.

Such is the daily life of Handoyo, if you want to go to the office. His clothes always look slippery and neat, fragrant with the fragrance of classy clothes that are always prepared by the wife every morning before the man woke up from his sleep.

All that is worn by Handoyo, adds to the plus of men who have a proportional high posture, with clean yellow skin color. Handsome, that one word is appropriate to describe the husband figure of Aulia Rizka.

"Why is the menu every day, here and there, Lia! It's boring!" ketus Handoyo, glanced heartless at the breakfast that Aulia had prepared with difficulty, while the mother of their two children who were active.

A plate of fried rice tripe petai complete with omelet with slices of chives and celery favorite of the husband, small shrimp crackers, and mashed cucumber, left just lying on the table. Handoyo refused to touch her breakfast the next morning.

"Sorry, Mas. Everything is expensive now, so Lia has to be a little frugal, "reply Aulia, wistfully.

"Reason!" hardik Handoyo who immediately moved.

Aulia, who had taken her little son, went along. "Mas, Mas Han didn't have breakfast? His stomach will relapse, Mas. Breakfast yes, Mas. Just a little," persuaded Aulia, holding her husband's arm.

Handoyo brushed off the wife's hand while glancing at Aulia sharply. "Not to care, you!" handoyo.

Hearing the father's loud voice, made their little son cry. The two-and-a-half-year-old boy looked so scared of his father, he cried while hiding on his shoulder.

"Shut up! It's noisy!" snarled Handoyo, increasingly becoming. The man felt his mood was really bad this morning.

The breakfast that-that alone and not according to taste, the deafening sound of Ammar's cry, further aggravate the mood of the mature man.

"Cup-cup, baby. Diem yes, son. Father was not angry, really, same Ammar," whispered Aulia in the ear of the son. Netra of young women who have lentic eyelashes, glazed.

This was not the first morning for her, receiving such treatment from her husband since their first child was born. Clashes, swearing, insults and other harsh words, have become daily food for the little wife of Handoyo.

"You can be a mom, no! Diemin child only, no becus!" hardik Handoyo, on the wife who was trying to calm her son.

Aulia swallows saliva, bitter. The marriage she had once imagined would be so beautiful, it turned out to be completely hopeless.

Aulia, who was just in her second semester, had to give up her ideals and willingly be betrothed to an established adult man. The arranged marriage had been planned by both of their parents in the past, when the parents were both still in college.

Handoyo who is already financially established, it turns out so stingy as the wife and also the calculation. In addition, the mature man is also much wanted and likes to demand on his little wife.

Aulia took a long breath. "Ammar was afraid to hear the sound of Mas rising," said Aulia slowly, while rubbing the back of the son who was still shaking from the sobbing.

Handoyo snorted, annoyed. "So you blame me!" Aulia's husband looked at his wife with an intimidating look.

Aulia shook her head weakly. "No, Mas. Lia han ...."

The man in the ASN uniform hinted by hand, cutting Aulia's words. He then immediately passed, leaving the dining room about to leave for the office.

Aulia who has not salim, chasing the husband to get to the porch of the house because of Handoyo's long steps.

"Mas, salim." Aulia reached out, but Handoyo just glanced at her without wanting to welcome the wife's helping hand.

The stern-faced man then got into the car without a word, making Aulia's heart even more sliced, poignant.

'If not for the request of the mother who has warned us not to separate, it seems I can no longer live with Han, ' whispered Aulia in heart.

The young woman led the son, who was already a little calmer, to wave at the father. However, the wave of Aulia's hands and their children, greeted with a cold gaze by Handoyo.

The car driven by the father of one child, passed without honking as a sign of goodbye.

"Patience, Son. We pray together, may the father be opened the door of his heart so that his love is the same as us" said Aulia while rubbing the top of the head of the son who was in a sling, after the husband's car left the yard of their house is quite spacious.

"Makanya, so the wife, must be good at taking care of themselves! Dress up and wear nice clothes, don't wear such shabby clothes!"

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