The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 17 RENJANA

Alon went down the stairs while fixing the buttons on his shirt sleeve, he saw Syha was ducking, there was a sobbing sound from the woman. Alon ran over with anxiety. She thought Syha was crying because Ayi treated her badly.

Eh Because the onion turns out, Inner Alon.

His wife seemed busy cutting onions, Syha looked confusedly at him

"Why are you running?", Alon replied by shaking awkwardly "nothing"

Ayi finished picking vegetables from the garden "Do you like seafood Syha?". Ask Ayi

"A little Ayi" replied Syha

Alon helps clean vegetables "Have you ever tried a hotpot?"

"Not yet", Syha shook her head slowly

"Try on, you'll love it" Alon said

Ayi brought a bag of groceries and some sheets of money "Syha can you go to the market? This is near here, this is the grocery list"

Alon rushed to wash his hands, then snatched the item. Syha was surprised at the speed of Alon who suddenly had all the groceries "Honey you're here just let me go"

Ayi slapped the man's shoulder quite hard "Don't be so Alon, let your wife look for the wind outside. He must be sad" Alon grimaced, asian mothers if mukul is not brainy, his degus.

Shha looked down at Alon "I'm coming"

Alon shook his head, he would not be fooled by his wife's puppy eyes "No need".

Syha pursed her lips, annoyed. Alon could not bear to look at the cute expression "Later you kidnapped om-om brewok out there"

Just like Ayi, Syha hit the man's shoulder in the same spot. Alon endured the pain, why at will these two women beat him up.

"Absolutely you talk"

"Which man isn't tempted by you?", Ledek Alon

Syha stared cynically at "You're Alon"

"I'm just a saliva netesin every time I look at you", said Alon casually

"HEY!"

Syha again pinched the man with anxiety "Yeah oh my goodness"

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The boisterous sound of the market so dominant was heard, visitors seemed busy sorting and bidding to the fishmongers. A fishy smell pierced both of Alon's noses with great agony. He doesn't like the smell of the market, but Syha?. Ah his wife was very relaxed holding the sea animal without feeling disgusted. Syha fingers flick fish, checking freshness.

"How much?" tawar Syha

"I give you, 1000 TWD"

"You are lacking, I added shells you know", Syha still tries to negotiate

"980, take it", Syha smiled triumphantly

"Your husband is now a president, and you're still in the ginian's quarters?"

"Don't be extravagant", scolded Shha he turned to the butcher shop, took a few slices of beef, pork, and mushrooms.

After circling the market hundreds of times, Alon felt aching on his shoulder because Syha did not stop. Why do women always stay so long when shopping?.

"You want to open a stall what gmana?", complained Alon, he was not able to carry very heavy groceries.

Syha did not respond, she ordered the freshly cut squid to eat. The seller served the food in a dish, Syha poured the soy sauce and put the still wriggling animal in her mouth.

Alon's body goosebumps all over "You're craving raw food again, huh?"

Syha who was still busy chewing, nodded casually "Maybe"

Alon's face paled "i-tu's still flirting". Pregnant women are unique, European class only suddenly likes raw food.

"Yes, why?", asked Syha "Do you deserve to be called Asia? I guess I'm scared"

"That's ridiculous, what if the animal squirms in your stomach"

Syha shifts her plate to Alon "Just try"

Alon approached his face "If you're the one who bribes me"

Syha pushed the man's face away from him, this man loved to surprise him "Lebay"

Alon called her name "Syha"

"Yes", reply Syha while sipping water

"Do you really not remember me?"

The woman seemed to nosedive her brows, could Alon not stop asking this continuously?. "About you what? I just met you"

"But do you remember the accident on the night of the porm night?", Syha seemed to think, her finger tapping a toothpick on a round object.

Instead of answering, Syha turned to ask "Who are you?"

It turned out that he still did not remember, Alon thought

"Forget it" said the man, "I want to buy juice, wait here, don't go anywhere"

Syha nodded, then dipped the octopus' feet into the soy sauce

There was the sound of a little boy nearby, "Cici, I'm hungry" said the boy, pulling the edge of his shirt. Looks coiled, seedy and unkempt, his hair even looks messy and tangled.

Shha squirms and holds the tiny shoulder of "Where is your mama"

The little boy shook his head "I don't have a mama"

"What's your name?", asked Syha

"Chen"

Syha held Chen's arm, the little man obediently followed Syha's steps like a chick following her mother "Cici buy food huh, what do you want to eat?"

"Anything"

Syha stopped her steps right near a seller who served a type of noodles and udon "Cici already bought noodles yes"

Chen pulled his finger "can you please buy it for my sister too"

"How much is your sister?"

"One" Chen replied

"All right I bought 3", Syha started ordering, and there's no need to be too spicy

When she finished, Syha followed Chen out of the market. They walked along a slightly dim place, sunlight also did not enter this area. "Where are you staying?"

"Near here", Chen pointed to a small, shanty tent near a fish market.

"This is great-granddaughter", Invite Chen while continuing to pull Syha's arm to approach the tent.

He felt very concerned about Chen's condition, especially in a place that was not worth living in.

"I'll come here tomorrow and bring you some food", Syha's words made Chen smile happily, she then called her younger sister, Bao. The clothes that Bao wore blackened from being worn out, the rose pattern was no longer deep red. Some parts of clothing like already eaten by termites.

Bao grabs Syha's gift with his cute hand "Xie xie Cici"

"What do you usually eat?" asked Syha

"Pao plain", Sahut Chen

Syha feels very pity, such a fresh food is it enough to be eaten daily by children at this age? They need enough nutrition "What tastes good"

"it's delicious" Bao replied enthusiastically "Silver always makes spicy sauce"

Syha gave a small smile, remembering her at an event in the past. Syha hopes these innocent children can enjoy a better life.

"Cici came home first yes, tomorrow morning chirp here okay", Syha hugged the two angels lovingly, like a mother.

"Dada Cici", the two waved happily, expecting Syha to return to meet them tomorrow.

"You're from anywhere" asked Alon, the shirt he was wearing seemed to flood with sweat "you don't know how worried I am"

Syha stared confused "why?"

Alon replied by shaking his head "It's strawberry juice"

"Thank you", for a moment Syha remembered to talk about the two children she had just found to Alon "I found two small children a pair, I found, maybe you wouldn't mind taking them to an orphanage in London?"

"I'll take care of that" Alon nodded in agreement "Come on home"

Arriving at Ayi's house

"Well, come home, please clean up" Pinta Ayi

Syha brought the seafood to clean in the sink "Iya Ayi", the woman's face looked very tired, maybe the effect of pregnancy she felt her body so easily tired.

Alon, realizing this, asked his aunt for an understanding, "My wife is pregnant, can you give her a break?"

Ayi reflex speaks in Mandarin, so that Syha is not offended by her remark "Don't just because she's willing to marry a rich man here"

Alon rubbed his face, "Not so, ayi.", the man raised the patience to face the words of his aunt, even though Alon had taken pains not to let Syha work. But Ayi seemed to treat his wife like a maid.

Ayi snorted ketus, as if not concerned with the state of her sister's daughter-in-law. "Just let your wife learn, let her know how to be the mother she should be"

Alon breathed heavily, not wanting to argue further. He prefers to help his wife clean the fish they just bought.

Food was available on the table, Syha pulled up a chair and was about to sit down. But Ayi again called him "Syha can you please bring a pot of water here?".

Alon just showed an angry face, he immediately stood up and asked Syha to sit down "Have eaten, let me take it"

Syha sat down and took some vegetables for her to eat

Ayi opened a conversation between them "How many months has it been?"

"4 months", replied Syha

Ayi nodded in understanding "Women or men?"

"We'll check later when we get back to London", Alon said after he took water, and sat down next to his wife

Alon looked at the plate of Syha filled with mushrooms and vegetables just "You don't like meat?", asked Alon, but he just felt Syha ate everything.

Syha did not respond to anything, I don't know what the woman thought.

Alon clamped one slice of beef, put it in a boiling pan and then put it on a dish Syha "do not hesitate, if less buy again"

Alon was being very considerate, Syha smiled blandly. Of course Alon behaved like this, for the sake of the impression his charade went smoothly.

Ayi looked at the two couples with curiosity, he felt his nephew was really struck by romance, Ayi put her chopsticks on the bowl "Sorry, yes, Ayi and your uncle can't be at your wedding"

Alon gave a lip "No problem Ayi" the man then circulated his gaze, looking for something that did not look "where uncle?"

"He was busy at the immigration office" Ayi replied

Hose not for some time, a young man entered with a slightly ruffled appearance. The head protector was still attached to his face, taking off, and flicking his hair that looked a little mussel.

The man named Ming, as usual he had just returned from his habit of always luring Ayi to continue to wear it, every time Ming always made a riot, brawl, even wild racing out there. His face slightly melted, his lips smashed as if they had been stabbed.

Ming sauntered leisurely without taking off his boots, soiling the floor that his mother had just cleaned.

Ayi who was about to scold her eldest son, took a deep breath "Ming, there is your uncle Alon here. Treat her"

Ming halted the exact steps of his feet landing on the first rung of "Good night"

Alon held onto Syha's shoulder, introducing the woman to Ming

"This is my wife, Syha"

"Hello Ming", Sapa Syha

The man just looked blankly, he did not respond to anything. Making Syha a little awkward with Ming's unfriendly gaze

Ayi asked Ming "why is your face, are you bawling again?"

Ming threw out a face, clucking in annoyance "Ah noisy, why are you setting me up anyway?"

Ayi stroked the chest patiently, trying to persevere in the face of her son's attitude "Ming listen to mother first".

Ming ignored his mother's words, he stepped up the stairs with a loud bang, the sound of the door slamming loudly up there.

Ayi rubbed her forehead "Hais the boy"

"Patience is Ayi", Alon calms the situation, he knows very well the character of Ming who does not like to be restrained. So there's no point in having to argue with the kid

After Ming arrived home, followed by Ang who had just returned from work

Alon stood up, shook his head and hugged his uncle warmly "Uncle Ang how are you?".

Ang nodded "Healthy", he then looked at the foreign woman who was standing next to Alon "Ah this is your wife yes"

"Yes uncle" said Alon "introduce yourself dear"

"Sa-ya Syha uncle", said the woman, stammering slightly, and shook hands with the man.

Ang seemed to laugh giggling "Beautiful if seen directly", Ang secretly stroked his wrist, quickly Syha took off the post. Unpleasant Eve began to spread in his body.

Ang again invited them to sit "Let's eat"

Alon nodded "Thank you", the man looked at the pensive-looking Syha "Is there a problem?"

Syha replied with a head shake

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After eating the couple returned to the room, Syha only realized that she had to sleep one room with Alon.

Why the hell do we have to room, grumbled Syha.

"What do I want to do anyway? Rape you like that?", said Alon bablas.

"You may want to" accused Syha of folding her chest

"Well, would you like to, would you?", seduced Alon

Syha widened her eyes "Engga!" he then pulled a pillow and a blanket that folded neatly on the mattress "I'm going to sleep on the sofa".

Alon prevented him from "You sleep in a mattress", the man threw his body on a long soft chair, putting pillows and blankets that became his war tool during sleep.

Syha sat at the end of the bed "Didn't your back hurt?"

Alon glanced at the woman "It hurts so much huhu, if I may sleep in bed with you", pinta Alon spoiled

Syha looked cynically at "I'm just a name, ga nawarin", she then lay "the light I turned off"

Alon agreed, a few minutes passed he was still awake from his sleep. The sofa was right next to the bed, Alon seemed free to look at the face of his wife who was facing in the opposite direction.

Alon called the woman slowly "Syha are you asleep?"

Syha did not answer anything, Alon thought the woman had already fallen asleep in sleep.

"Did you remember, you used to be the greatest violinist in high school?". Looking for an opportunity, Alon spoke to Syha who was asleep, indeed he did not dare to invite the woman to speak directly.

Alons.. Have you gone crazy talking to a sleeping person?, Alon licks himself

The man again continued his "National orchestra even recruited you"

Alon paused for a moment, he looked at the beautiful curves of his face, "Among the many moments you have gone through, why am I the only one you have forgotten?" Alon held back the claustrophobic rumble in his heart, whereas all this time he was very patient waiting for the woman's feelings for almost 9 years, But the struggle he had gone through, was in vain.

How happy he was to meet again, but Syha really thought of him as a stranger "I didn't expect you to fall unconscious during your solo performance in porm night"

Alon smiled blandly "Haha did your head hit the stage until he forgot his memory" He woke up and walked towards Syha who was still asleep.

Alon stroked his mane "If I had been braver then"

"Now I know what it feels like to be sorry when you love another man"