The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Zain was starving

I glanced at the sleeping Surya beside me after our hot game. Maybe he was exhausted after driving away from Jakarta until he reached home he immediately ignited me from noon to afternoon with a passionate lust. After our debate was over and I relented she asked for her rights as husband and inevitably I obeyed her.

I got up about to go down to the floor to pick up my negligee that was lying down below. But it turned out that my body movements disturbed the sleep of Surya so that he pulled my body back and then clenched tightly while saying, "Don't go anywhere here accompany your husband to sleep." In the condition of closed eyes.

Silent....

In the surya mas surya my mind again remembered the words of a few hours ago that I had mentioned another man's name when Surya touched me on the first night of our marriage so he hurt and reply in this way. I force my brain to remember it but I really don't remember what. Is all this just the reason for Surya? In addition, I also remembered about the three hundred million dollars that Surya gave to my mother and first brother. It was only right after one day of our wedding, bang Supra and his wife went from home on the grounds of getting a job in Kalimantan but it turns out he brought a lot of money from selling me. It is fitting that mother and bang Supra forced me to marry Surya when I only knew him for no more than two weeks.

"Mama.mama Zen Atut elap mama elap," cried Zain while crying and banged on my room door.

I was shocked. I was swept away by my thoughts so that I forgot my son who was sleeping alone in front of the TV while Surya and I were in the room.

I tried to pull Surya's hand from my waist but it was difficult because he hugged me quite tightly. My lyrics clock stuck to the wall already showed at six in the afternoon before the Maghrib deserve Zain was scared because the TV room lights have not been turned on. If during the day the lights in my house turn off to save electricity costs.

"Please let go of this hand of yours mas, pity Zain beyond fear." I had to sound wake Surya.

"Leave it," he said softly.

"Let how? how you are mas. If you don't want to let go of your hand I won't want to serve you in bed anymore either" I threatened with annoyance. It turned out that my threat worked, he took his hand off my waist and then said as if he didn't know what."What dear what? Zain crying? I'm sorry I thought what you were saying." Rubbing his eyes.

I snorted annoyedly then went down and took my clothes which were lying on the floor. After that, rushed out regardless of Surya who was smiling mesem at me.

"Mama Zen..!" said Zain while sobbing. I immediately hugged and carried her and turned on the light.

"I'm sorry mommy, son, sorry mom."I kissed Zain's face that was filled with tears and before long the sound of adzan magrib reverberating. In my heart I cursed Surya for holding me to Maghrib so that I had not had time to bathe Zain.

"Zain, let's take a shower, shall we? take me, and Zain nodded.

"Mom, Zain lapal!"zain said as I dressed him in a change of clothes. I just remembered that Zain had not been fed from last afternoon because of my debate and Surya so I forgot that my son had not had lunch.

While stroking his head I said, "sorry mom, son? baby, after this we eat?" Zain nodded.

After replacing the clothes on Zain's body, I immediately went to the kitchen to fry the fish. While frying the fish, two hands were coiled around my waist. Whose hand if not Surya's.

"Lepasin mas, I'm frying fish." I said, but Surya did not want to let go of his hand but rather tighten his arm and said," I do not want to let go of you dear, we take a bath with yuk, you haven't had a shower, have you?"

I snorted in annoyance and replied, "dad, you better take a shower first. I want to feed Zain, pity him from this afternoon I haven't fed him because I'm busy serving you in bed."

Mas Surya groaned after reaching his release. He feels satisfied to have me in the style of ***** *****. Then he hugged me from behind and without feeling my tears just flowed to imagine the face of Zain who was waiting for me in a state of hunger.

I immediately pushed Surya's body so that he was a little backward. While confirming my negligence, I said with annoyance, "that you are so hungry, my son is starving but you are doing this to me not knowing the place, not knowing the time, not knowing the conditions."

Mas Surya laughed and chimed in, "yes, how else Nuri, his name was also on fire, difficult to control." I paid no heed to his words but rather came out of the bathroom and met Zain.

I saw Zain crying sobbing while holding his stomach. With tears I approached her and hugged her.

"Sorry mommy son!"

"Zain lapal ma!" zain said softly while sobbing.

"Yes, a minute, son?" I rushed over to the stove and was about to fry the fish that had been delayed. But when I turned on the stove, the gas ran out. I stared sadly at Zain who was grimacing while holding his stomach.Pity Zain, because his papa hyper e x he became hungry.

Not wanting to let Zain starve, I took the rice in the rice cooker and sprinkled it with salt and stirred it so that the rice tasted salty.

Mas Surya approached me while I was feeding Zain to eat. Before he spoke I first asked him curtly." What else do you want?"

"I'm hungry Nur, what are you cooking?" he asked while looking at the plate in front of me.

"Not cooked" I replied without looking at him.

"Kok hasn't cooked yet, and then you give Zain what to eat with?"

"Salt," I replied briefly as I fed the rice into Zain's mouth.

"Gosh Nur, don't you have any money at all until you give Zain something to eat with salt?

I ignored Surya's rambling as if he was like an old man who cared about Zain all this time. I won't tell him that I have any income nor will I tell him that I have enough savings. Just let Surya assume I am unemployed who have no income.

"What do I eat tonight if you don't cook what? His protest later.

I turned my gaze towards him and then said, "Who are you holding me in the room from noon to maghrib?" Mas Surya scratched the back of his head while smiling smirkingly.