WIDOW BY WIFE
CHAPTER 3. SHOPPING RATION _ MIDJ

"Where are you going home in the morning?"

"You know, I've known that I'm night so dong's morning came home. If not, how do I give you money shopping. If you are looking for passengers during the day, there are too many rivals. So if I look for passengers during the day, I rarely get as much money as I look for passengers at night, until early morning like this" John Kurniawan told Erlita.

"But mas, however Mas must maintain the health of Mas, money is not everything" said Erlita advised her husband to keep his health.

"Yes, you calm down. I will take care of my health, John told Erlita, who appeared to be watching his wife.

"See John painstakingly petting his son who still looks small. While his first son had started school at a private Kindergarten located not far from their rented house. Because the distance between his second and first son was 5 years.

"Mas, eat first. I cooked mashed yam leaves and anchovies sambal must be mas like right?"erlita said to her husband with a smile from her husband. Now her son had begun to fall asleep and Erlita laid her son's body on the simple bed they had.

Erlita, John and his first son Abian have now enjoyed the food menu provided by Erlita with all their hearts. In the heart there is still a block. But she refused to ask her husband.

The gossip of the neighboring gossip was again heard by Erlita. But again her husband managed to convince her that what the neighbors said was not true.

His son ate with a gluttony, How to eat rice with anchovy sambal and yam mash leaves delicious, no? erlita asked her son with a nod from her son. Now Erlita's first son is increasingly independent. No need to feed anymore.

His first son was very independent at the age of 5 years. He was completely reliable by Erlita. If Erlita is sick her son who always helps her if taking medicine or drinking water for her. Her husband was rarely home.

Tears on Erlita's pretty face. Imagining how painful her life is right now, wanting to track down her husband is it true what the neighbors are saying. But what power, she couldn't possibly leave her two sons in the middle of the night like this.

Because her husband never came home every night. If he came home, in the morning it was already at 06:00 or 05:00 in the morning. Question after question arose in Erlita's heart. She no longer believed in her husband.

Now back Erlita investigating her husband's mobile screen. Hoping for her husband's phone screen to be unlocked, "thankfully she said she saw John's phone that did not use a certain key pattern.

Erlita traced all the contents of her husband's phone from the message list of the number contacted to the photo and video storage gallery.

Her forehead creased, as she saw one last contact her husband contacted tonight.

"Laban?"

Seen that contact is the one Jhon most often contacts today. Even tonight there were three outgoing calls for him.

She opened the green app for her husband. His eyes were round when he saw the contents of his chat. There was one chat with the laban who might have forgotten to remove it.

"How could John call my dear to the laban? is he not normal? or maybe it's just a pseudonym?" murmured while glancing at John who fell asleep on the simple bed that had been occupied.

Immediately he sent the number to his personal Cha and did not forget to delete it back. So that no message history is found. He put the phone on the nightstand and laid it back beside Jhon.

Erlita sighed. He told me that the rice in the house was no longer there. Even the gas is no more. But her husband gave her only seventy thousand. Inevitably Erlita had to split for the money in order to be sufficient for their expenses today.

"Why are you looking at me like that? That's all I got tonight." John told Erlita. Erlita shook her head and said goodbye to her husband to go to the market which is located not far from their rented house.

"Yes, Erlita always shop in the market, because she thinks the market is cheaper than in the grocery store next to her house. Pretty little difference for Erlita. Until he was willing to walk to the traditional market which is about five hundred meters away. From his rented house.

"Why is it crowded to see the money given by her husband? she knew how much money was in her husband's wallet. Because before Erlita accidentally found her husband's wallet and had opened the wallet. And her husband's income today is good. Which is whether it's money from his motorized rickshaw or from anywhere. He doesn't know it at all.

"You have to be frugal not wasteful" John told his wife who seemed to see his wife was not eager to step out of the house into the traditional market.

"Save said! while you can almost every day jog and drink liquor in the cafe dimly lit." murmured Erlita in the heart.

Only the breath she made the answer while taking the living given by her husband. Seeing his wife pouting, John suddenly stood with both hands holding his wife's shoulders.

"You're patient, be patient, baby, later if I have a lot of money, you must give me more rations" he said and then gave a kiss at the top of Erlita's head. Before he laid his body on the bed beside his son.

"Patience, yes patience, it's patient your bald base cheating. Just wait, I unload all your dirty levels, let everyone know." Erlita grumbled as she stepped into the kitchen.

Erlita went to the market and bought food that could be processed. What is certain is the amount of money given by John to him. After Erlita came home from the traditional market, he also cooked the food he bought before.

An hour in the kitchen, Erlita finally finished her cooking ritual. John woke up from his sleep. Maybe because he was hungry, he approached Erlita who was busy washing clothes after finishing cooking the food menu for them.

"What are you cooking?" john asked Erlita who was drying her new clothes cuc.i

"Kale stir-fry cooking and fried fish sambal Mas." said Erlita while developing her smile

"Once you cook meat dong, shrimp or something. Who uploads my taste to eat." said John without thinking how much money he gave to his wife. Erlita shook her head, then looked at her husband with a difficult gaze to interpret.

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