The Sins of Marriage in London
MOSAIC 10 RENJANA

The boisterous sound of the market holding power in the ears, visitors seem 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 relaxed once holding a sea animal without feeling disgusted.

His fingers were flipping fish, as if he were used to it. "How much?" tawar Syha's.

Due to a habit that could not be separated during adolescence, Syha bargained for whatever she bought.

The seller counts the fish scales that have been selected "I give you, 1000 TWD"

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

"980, take it," Syha smiled, she quickly put in a few more shells to add.

'𝘛𝘦𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢𝘵𝘢 𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘤𝘶𝘬𝘶𝘱 𝘧𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘩 𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘩𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯.'

"Your husband is a director, and you're still hanging out in the ginian's?"

Alon forgets that he married a mediocre woman, unlike Hannah, a class conglomerate. Though both of them were nurtured by the same parents, it was just that their destiny was so opposite.

"Don't be extravagant" Shha said, turning to the butcher shop to grab a few slices of beef, pork, and mushrooms.

Iris Alon followed the movement of Syha's hand that did not stop pulling the meat out. "Where did you learn Mandarin?"

Without turning away Syha replied "i once interned at one of the companies in Hong Kong."

After circling the market hundreds of times, aching spread in Alon's body. Until this moment Syha did not stop. Why do women always stay so long when shopping?.

"You want to open a stall what gmana?," complained Alon, his power is no longer able to carry very heavy groceries.

"Or gini I just bring Adam along," confided his inner self.

This is the reason why Alon did not want to go back to Taiwan. He does not like to get used to being someone who lives a simple life. Everything that is needed is always done with its own energy, it is a tiring thing.

Syha did not respond, ordering 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 felt goosebumps all over his body "from all the cooked food why should you crave raw food? "

Syha who was still busy chewing, nodded casually "Yes her name is also cravings, how about your wife eat nails I think you will faint on the spot."

Alon's face turned paled "which man would eat Rasyhanda's nails, any more animals are still alive as soon as you eat."

Pregnant women are unique, European class only suddenly likes raw food.

"Well, why?" he asked without feeling guilty. "Do you deserve to be called Asia? I think I'm scared."

Alon is increasingly struggling with disgust "Geli, let's try if he squirms in your stomach."

Syha shifted the round thing left "Try it, at most she just rubbed your kidneys."

Alon chuckled slightly, his face deliberately close to throw a gaze on the two dark blue eyes there "If you're the one who bribes me I want."

Syha pushed the rancid face away from him, Alon loved to surprise him "Lebay," he hissed.

Alon propped up the cheek with an arm leaning against the tabletop, calling the creature beside him gently "my wife."

Syha who was gulping water choked suddenly, splashing fresh water on her side with a nose of innocence.

Syha was astonished, closing her mouth open wide in shock "I'm sorry, I'm sorry" she said as she pulled the tissue box nearby.

While wiping, Alon silently stared at the emblazoned beauty in front of him. It turns out that this is the origin of the nickname Goddess violinis given to Syha, her aura is so alluring.

"Syha don't you remember about me?," after a long time, Alon finally reunites with the woman who has a strong bond with her past. He went to school at the same place with his wife.

The woman nosedived her eyebrows, what this man had just said. "About you what? I just met you."

"But do you remember the accident on the night of Poem night?."

Syha seemed to think, instead of answering the woman turned to ask "Who are you really?"

'It turns out I really wasn't considered' Alon was eager to cry in a corner, lamenting the heartache as if he was the only one who loved this marriage.

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

Syha nodded, dipping the octopus's feet back into the soy sauce. Ayi's words came back to her mind

"Currently, not just because you married a rich man would be nice", Ayi snapped "That means your duty is only to serve, conceive, give birth, and trouble so?"

"I'm sorry Ayi"

"I'm talking to you, Alon's ex-fiance is very good at cooking. Look at you, during your life you must be crazy about property. It's just morotin money from your husband, right."

Shha squirms and holds the little shoulder "Where is your mama."

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

"What's your name?"

"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 Cici."

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

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

"How much is your sister?"

"One," Chen replied

"All right I buy three" Syha headed to the booking place "yes there is no need to be too spicy," he told the seller.

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 point, a small tent in a slum not far from the fish market.

"This is great-granddaughter," Take Chen as he continues 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, yes" said Syha to make Chen smile happily, she then called her younger sister, Bao.

The cute voice behind the tent said along with the little girl who came out behind the tent gap. 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?"

Chen said "Polo plain"

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

"What tastes good?"

"Honor so" Bao replied enthusiastically, "sister always makes spicy sauce."

Syha gave a small smile, a flash of memory flashed on an incident in the past. Syha hopes these innocent children can enjoy a better life.

"Cici came home first yes, tomorrow morning here," Syha hugged the two angels lovingly, as if she was practicing to become a mother. It might not hurt if he tried to approach a child.

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

Alon who was overwhelmed around looking for his wife's whereabouts finally felt relieved to have found her.

"YOU'RE FROM ANYWHERE!," the man looked wrathful, the t-shirt he was wearing was already flooded with sweat.

Syha looked confused, remembering that Alon forbade her to go to and fro her expression immediately turned guilty.

"Why are your clothes so wet," asked Syha momentarily aware of the condition of her husband who was not careless.

"Hey miss I'm traveling in this supermarket. I almost called the police because of you," explained the man with a severed breath, he set the rhythm of his emotions to calm down.

Alon offered a medium-sized cup "This is strawberry juice" the man said.

"Thank you," how did Alon know he loved strawberries so much? Was it because he bought the pie that time?

At first glance Syha remembered to talk about the two children she had just found to Alon "I found two small children a pair, a couple, maybe you wouldn't mind taking them to my orphanage in London?"

"You have an orphanage?", the man's expression described him as having just learned of this.

"Yes, I just passed on my mother's property"

"I'll take care of that, of course", Alon nodded in agreement "Let's go home."