The Mafia Jug Hareudang
After 15 Years of Marriage to You by Lunoxs

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CHAPTER 1

Elma looked at the clock on the wall in the living room of her house, when it was 10 p.m.

But until now the husband has not come home, even Danu did not give any news.

While the drizzling rain had not yet subsided, the cold reached the recesses of Elma's heart, the 34-year-old woman now sitting alone pensively in the tiny living room.

On the other side of the night, Elma threw her breath out violently. Every day this was all he ever did, always waiting for Danu to come home with a lot of bad thoughts in his head.

Where did Danu go? while the working hours are only until 5 pm?

Overworking? but this isn't just once. A week can be up to 5 times you go home in the middle of the night.

Again, Elma threw her breath into the air. Feel the interminable tightness every day.

Endless tightness because every time Elma asked for an explanation, Danu always stood up and switched the conversation.

"Ma, papa hasn't come home yet?"

A voice rippled Elma's daydream, she turned her head and saw the child coming over. A 14-year-old boy, Danu san Elma's only child, is preparing for his Secondary School graduation.

"Not yet Ar" Elma replied to Arkan.

"You go to sleep first, tomorrow you have to leave early, right?" timpal Elma again, again ordered the child to go into the room and sleep.

Arkan nodded. Although not fully obey the orders of the mother. Because even though he went into the room, he stayed awake and a little waiting for his father to come home.

Honestly, Arkan could not bear to see the mother who always waited alone like that. Not to mention when his father comes home, there will definitely be a mouthwash check.

Elma hurriedly got up and opened the door, she knew it was the sound of her husband's motorbike.

And sure enough, when the door was opened he saw Danu starting to take off the raincoat.

Elma approached, helping her husband carry a briefcase. But immediately his chest again tightened when he smelled the scented smell of the body of the husband.

Almost midnight like this but there was not the slightest smell of sweat stuck in her husband's body.

"Where are you from?" Elma asked, her claustrophobic chest making that voice sound so cold. Beating the cold of the wind tonight.

"Can't ask her inside, I'm tired of El. Go home from work and hang out in your mindless question, " replied Danu in a voice that was no less cold.

There was an event at his workplace that made him come home late at night, but every time he got home he always got a suspicious look from his wife.

And after his raincoat was released, Danu first set foot into the house. No matter with Elma who is still stuck next to her bike.

As if he did not care about Elma who was waiting for him to come home.

The test! Elma's tears are falling again tonight. How is his mind never bad, even if Danu never explained it well.

But tonight Elma didn't want to just shut up, she was tired, had given up so much on the household they were living in.

15 Years is not a short time, he does not want this marriage to further shackle him without clarity.

Tonight Elma will demand that explanation. She wiped away the tears and followed her husband into the house.

"Mas Danu!" peeking Elma, the sound of screaming that can also be heard up into the Arkan room.

CHAPTER 2 direct there ya💃