The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Shopping Construct

'Tumben he's on the phone. What's important, huh?' The young woman immediately shifted the green phone button to receive a call from her husband.

"You're masakin Balado's mom telor, same rendang half a kilo. Shop with your money first, I'll change!" say the voice across there, without wanting to know the hassles of the wife at home.

Just as Aulia opened her mouth about to speak, Handoyo reigned again.

"The eleven o'clock must be ripe and deliver it to the mother's house!" The man, who is the biological father of his son, hung up the phone, without waiting for Aulia's approval.

The young mother of one child can only stare at the nanar of her old phone, whose screen has been cracked to make Aulia a little difficult if reading incoming messages.

The young lady let out a long breath. 'Suddenly Mother's request. What if the meat at the traveling greengrocer is up? Where should I buy it?'

"She, I want maem." The small voice of Ammar, made Aulia realize that she must immediately serve the son who wants breakfast.

"Wait a minute, honey." Aulia put the phone on the dinner table and then immediately took breakfast for Ammar.

A little warm rice with an omelette side dish that he had prepared earlier, when making fried rice for the husband who was not touched at all by Handoyo.

"You want sweet soy sauce, honey?" tawar Aulia while keeping a melamine plate with a favorite cartoon of Ammar, in front of the little boy.

"You-want," replied Ammar, enthusiastically.

Aulia added a little sweet soy sauce on the eggs that had been sliced into small pieces, to make it easier for the son to eat the rice and side dishes simultaneously.

"Berdo'a yes, dear," said Aulia. Ammar's mother then led the son, to read the do'a before eating.

After praying and Ammar had started to enjoy the food, Aulia also enjoyed cold fried rice that was not touched by her husband earlier.

Aulia ate very quickly, as her net continued to look towards the clockwork attached to one side of the dining room wall. The young woman was completely unable to enjoy the food she made wholeheartedly for her husband in a hurry.

"Darling, eat it a little fast, yeah. Come with me to the vegetable." Aulia who had finished her breakfast, looked at the son while rubbing the top of her little son's head.

Ammar nodded, understood. "Ammal, can it be a snack?" the door with the mouth full of food.

Aulia was lucky, the son included a child who was not fussy about eating. The little boy could also understand, if the mother forbade him to buy snacks.

The cute-faced woman nodded, confirming the request of the son. "But later nurut the mother, yes," pinta Aulia gave the condition.

Ammar nodded with a big smile. "Cloak, Nda," he said as he looked at the mother with sparkling light.

Aulia rushed to her room. While the boy, immediately continued to eat breakfast.

"Just use this, nothing, deh. The perforated one, will be covered in a hijab" the young woman murmured, pecking herself in front of the mirror.

Yes, Aulia decided not to change clothes because of the long negligee she was wearing now, only she was wearing before dawn after she had a big bath.

The young woman was used to waking up long before dawn because she had to take a big bath first, before fulfilling the obligation to pray two raka'at.

"Ish, Mas Han always left this trace on my neck." Aulia pursed her lips, when she found her neck full of red marks from her husband.

The young woman hurriedly put on a wide hijab, to cover the aurat, as well as cover her torn negligee on the back.

'Mas Han why the libi*donya so big, huh?' aulia asked, staring at her from the reflection of the large mirror in front

Yes, almost every night his adult husband always asked for his ration and selfish, Handoyo never thought about how the wife felt.

The mature man does not want to know, if the wife complains tired or her child is fussy. The handoyo, who did not want to be subordinated, by homework or by the son, still forced Aulia to serve him.

Aulia's husband also did not care, when the wife had not gotten pleasure from their struggles, but he had been klima*s many times, then Handoyo with his leisure will end the union.

"She, it's already." The voice of Ammar calling himself, unraveled the reverie of Aulia.

Aulia immediately rubbed the rough tears that suddenly burst forth and flowed, drenching her two smooth cheeks without a stain.

The young lady let out a long sigh while shaking her head. He no longer wanted to think about the injustice he had received, either as a wife or as a mistress in this house that should be united and not even treated like a slave.

Aulia was tired, the protest was never heard by Handoyo. The mother of one child can only resign, especially her parents repeatedly warned that Aulia would survive for the sake of the friendship of the parents. To be precise, the friendship of the father-in-law with his mother.

"She, Ammal wants to mimic!" pinta Ammar slightly exclaimed because his mother did not come.

Aulia immediately grabbed a shabby wallet from the top of the nightstand as she was about to approach the son immediately. However, he paused his steps when the netra Aulia caught a piece of a grocery receipt that slid free from the top of the nightstand because of his rapid movements earlier.

"Women's lingerie shopping truck at the boutique?" Aulia's forehead is wrinkled deep.

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