When My Wife's Love is Over
Sacred widow

Finish cleaning yourself also pray Maghrib Elis prepare dinner. Luckily Arjuna had bought a variety of vegetable stocks in his refrigerator.

Arjuna had just finished praying. He heard that his three daughters were writing short letters. While cooking Elis also pay attention to the reading of each child, and allow if the child is wrong.

Arjuna had indeed missed such a small thing since quite some time. After studying his three daughters opened a lot of groceries that he bought with Arjuna. Their father even turned on the television and raised the volume so as not to hear the conversation of himself and Elis later, because of course Elis will always be provoked by emotions when talking to him.

Mobile phone, 2 mukena stel, also a few pieces of Arjuna clothes bring to the kitchen. He could see Elis cooking and frying something.

"What's El's cooking?" Elis knew the question was just a stale base, because the truth was without Arjuna asking the man he could not see what cuisine he was cooking.

"Well, fried chicken again."

Elis was stirring vegetable soup. And taste. "Please get me some sugar." orders Elis unknowingly, Arjuna who is still bringing some stuff looking for the presence of sugar on the table. But not finding it.

"Where is El's sugar?"

Not longing to answer, Elis was silent for a moment. "Let me just."

"No papa. I can take it myself, when I tell guests to." said Elis deliberately said so.

Arjuna's heart felt pinched. Elis regarded him as a guest in his house, not as the husband of the queen in the house. It'sit's okay. This is only a mild pain, thousands of thousands lighter than the pain that Arjuna once inflicted on Elis' heart. Even the mistake that Arjuna made was worthless.

Arjuna was silent as if confirming the words of Elis. He could only smile bitterly watching Elis's behavior towards him.

If before the wedding is tarnished, Elis will definitely have Arjuna taste the cuisine, also ask Arjuna opinion about the cuisine, the shadow was twisted in Arjuna's mind then split.

"I miss your behavior El. I really miss." bathin Arjuna throbbed pain.

"El, this." Arjuna handed over some of the papper bags that he had brought.

"Forku?" elis asked, Arjuna nodded in agreement with a smile.

Elis did not open, but returned the goods to Arjuna. "no need. You only have enough to support your son. As for me, I can support myself." Elis actually just wanted to look strong and independent in the eyes of Arjuna, even if he was not aware if he had just cut Arjuna's heart with his sentence.

"You're still my wife El. My responsibility. Like it or not, I'll do my duty." Arjuna continued to deliver the goods into the hands of Elis and prepared to pass to join his three daughters.

"Until when? Until when are you gonna be stubborn, Arjuna?"

"Until you've forgiven me and are willing to continue our relationship." Arjuna left immediately, fearing that Elis would return his scathing words, he also had an obligation to protect his heart from the pain of Elis' treatment of him. If Arjuna could ignore Elis' words, his heart would still be hurt.

Arjuna watched the television broadcast with his three children, although his eyes were staring at the screen but his mind was running. He smiled occasionally to respond to his daughter's revelation.

Elis flashed before him with a gas cylinder that seemed to run out. Arjuna got up from the bed in front of the television.

"El let me buy the gas" said Arjuna, also his hand stretched out to reach the 3-kilo gas cylinder, in green. Elis' hand brushed off Arjuna's hand he was still very upset jarna Arjuna always provoked his emotions.

"No need! I can buy it myself."

Elis continued to step towards the nearest stall. Arjuna followed him from behind and tried to grab the empty gas canister.

"You'll be tired El. Enough for four years I've let you be independent, now you have to be in your original position as my queen." Arjuna didn't play, he really meant it.

"no need. As we get used to doing things ourselves, we women don't need men." circus Elis boasted.

Arjuna did not give up. He kept reaching for the gas and this time it worked. "I don't want you to be exhausted El. The gas tube is pretty heavy."

"I'm strong enough to lift it, let alone empty gas cylinders. I'm even strong enough to drag your burly body out of my house if you're anything."

"It's so cruel you El." Although Arjuna offended her to hide it. With the look of his funny face he made.

Because it was upset Elis returned to his house to let Arjuna go to the stall alone.

Not long ago Elus to Arjunapun followed.

"Hehehe." before saying anything Arjuna showed the cackles of his horse.

"You don't have any money? Even to buy gas? I can't believe you're this poor." Elis gave 25 thousand to Arjuna.

"My money ran out for the road just now. There's the rest of me buying gas at the pom. I'll take it at the atm." Arjuna took the money that Elis had given him and went to the stall he knew of.

Towards the journey of sanity Arjuna was afraid of the money he brought was not enough to buy gas, he could be embarrassed because he brought less money. It does not matter if the money is less he owes or returns to the house to take the rest. Of course, back to asking Elis for money.

"Excuse me, Mom." Arjuna has arrived and is the guard of the stall.

"Shortly." shouted someone from inside. Despite saying for a while, in fact, Arjuna was quite long even waiting for ten minutes.

"Yes. What are you buying?" the thick-bodied mother came out of her house which at once she used for stalls.

His face was covered in sweat. Arjuna didn't want to kepo or ask but the mother instead said what she had just done. "Sorry wait a long time, just nanggung the father asked for his ration" he said without a filter to make Arjuna embarrassed himself. "His name is also a man, you must also understand." Arjuna's face was now reddened by shame, he even turned his face.

"What do you want to buy?"

"Gas Bu" said Arjuna, he put a gas cylinder for more than ten minutes in his grasp.

"Aden Elis's real husband?" ask the mother, he said he knew if his stall customers were embarrassed.

"Yes Ma'am." replied Arjuna at a glance.

"We thought Elis was a widow because her husband had never been seen. We even named Neng Elis the holy widow here" the warung mother reported.

"Holy widow?" Arjuna was curious.

"Yes loh. Neng Elis never received guests after the magrib, even though the rt sir intended to census the population. Neng Elis is really clean, even Nak Hakim the son of the owner of the rent that neng Elis lives in presents a fan and ricecooker to neng Elis because he likes it, but neng Elis pays and does not want free. So the mother here named Elis the holy widow." said the shop mother.

Arjuna smiled proudly, he again concluded that if Elis did still love him, to hell with the wounds of Elis' heart that had not healed he would still struggle even though Elis' mouth was as sharp as a dagger.

"How much is the gas price?" arjuna's heart was racing again, he deg degan not playing afraid of the price.

"24 thousand Den."

Arjuna handed over 25 thousand of Elis's gifts.

"Den no thousand. This is just the jajanin." The mother stalls open the refrigerator and gives the tea in a cup that says tea glass (othor not in the endors ko)

After saying thank you Arjuna came back home. By carrying the gas and occasionally siphoning the tea in the cup to wet the throat.

"What did you bring?" Valery asked for a cup of tea that was in the middle of drinking Arjuna and then also sucked it, Jasmine and Rose also tasted the remaining Arjuna drinks. Just a glass of their thousand teas up to share, Arjuna's chest cavity warmed up so modestly his happiness at this time.

"Why is it so long?" Elis came and took the gas canister. He was angry because he waited so long. The immature cuisine almost cooled down.

Arjuna followed Elis into the kitchen, gas-guzzling, but Elis had put it up first.

A really tough woman.

Elis continued cooking.

"Buy gas for a long time." grumbled Elis.

"Sorry El, the mother who had the stall again did other obligations" said Arjuna.

Elis frowned.

"The duty of a wife." whispered Arjuna. Noticing Elis' shriveled forehead, he whispered in fear that his son was listening.

"Korona."

"Yess Mama."

Arjuna immediately left Elis, fearing that Elis might run amok. He did not even dampen his smile when the shop mother said that Elis was the holy widow.