You Relieve Me to Take Off
Ch38: Kissing End Wrap

That morning at half-eight, Ali had been standing right in front of the main house gate. From a distance he could see Meisya walking towards the garage. I can tell if his wife is going to the store. In his footsteps, he accelerated to meet his first wife.

How surprised Meisya was to find her husband standing behind her. When he just opened the car door.

“Bib...!” Looking up made his eyes veiled with Ali's bead.

Quickly the woman lowered her head.

This led Ali to speculate, his wife's puffy eyes. Caused by crying.

The man took a long breath.

“I'm hungry,” he said flat, putting on the most apathetic face.

“Aina is not cooking?”

“I want your homemade kare.”

The man smiled meaningfully, he wanted to know. Will Meisya keep making it. Or rather more concerned with his business. Given that the day after tomorrow, he had hurt his first wife's feelings.

Refusing Meisya's request, he stays in the main house. Even for the past three days, he had not visited the main house. On the contrary, his first wife did not try to meet him either.

“Alright, let me make you.” Meisya closed the car door again. And pulled her husband's arm.

Ali just followed his wife's steps. Maybe this is what he likes about Meisya, the woman. Never had a grudge.

“Why does his face cover not open?” tanyanya who had been sitting in the kitchen chair.

Meisya turned, and shook her head.

“Let's not complicated when you want to leave for boutique.” Meisya back sauteing seasoning.

Ali nodded, that was not the real reason. He knew exactly that his first wife was trying to hide her swollen face from crying. And of course he knows why.

“What if I don't let you go. Are you going to keep going?”

Meisya stopped her activity, she was surprised by the command question.

“If you want to do sunna fasting only ... A wife must have permission from her husband. If allowed ..can be implemented. If the opposite is ...I'm sure you know the answer,”.

Tone sounds threatening.

The man cursed himself, he never thought. Will be a possessive and overprotective husband like this second.

“I'll stay with you. And handed my job to the employees,” replied the woman who looked down deeply.

Ali smiled hearing that, the man stood up from his seat. And out of the kitchen to the living room. He saw that Tin was sweeping under the sofa.

He cleared his throat, making Tin jump in shock.

“Eh greetings ..eh wrong ..duh Father why make a surprise.”

The middle-aged man held his chest.

“After I saw Tin mumble to himself. I don't have the heart if I have to call,” he said not feeling guilty.

“What's the difference Sir? With a heartbeat that makes Auntie deg-degan heart shocked?” the protest made Tin, but the master was silent.

“O ..ya Bik! What's he done these last three days?” tanya Ali glanced at the kitchen.

“Say, which is honestly Good!” Speak with a heavy voice.

“Begini .. when Mr., decided to stay with mbak Aina. Mom goes inside, with as much as.” Bik Tin sighed heavily, before returning to say, “Thru afternoon, Mother did not leave her room.”

Ali's jaw hardened hearing the words of her domestic assistant. “Means he missed lunch?”

Bik Tin nodded quickly. “Even when out of the room, Mother still wears her face cover. And also when talking sounds sobbing..”.

Ali's hands clenched, seemingly dislike his wife's decision. The hunger strike is like a child.

Seeing her employer's face change, Tin frightened herself. To tell you everything.

“Keep what else Bik?” His tone rose by an octave.

“I ..it Pak anu.

“Tell me the truth, I will listen,” Ali said lowering her voice, so that her domestic assistant would be comfortable telling her stories.

Bik Tin took a deep breath, before finally telling a story. “For these three days, mom is always in the room. He came out when he wanted to fill a pot. After that he did not come out again ..more so he also did not eat Aunt's cooking! But every night, mom eats instant noodles sir!”

Hearing that, Ali immediately stepped into the kitchen with a furious rage.

***

But the man's heart melted, when he saw his wife serving food on the kitchen table. Eagerly, it was truly wrong. If he scolded his wife for a hunger strike.

Especially if you remember what happened to Meisya. Started her.

Is it possible, he could add another wound to his first wife's heart?

“Bib ... You are already here? I thought you were in the room,” Meisya said as she turned around. The husband was standing in the doorway.

“Hungry stomach must know if the food has been served,” the answer goes to the dining table.

Pulling up a chair to sit.

“Do you not eat?” he asked when his wife had rice for him.

“No, I'm not hungry!” answered Maisya who was standing next to her husband.

“I asked if you didn't eat? Didn't you ask about you being hungry? Are you on hunger strike?” Staring sharply at his wife, which made the woman look down deeply.

“You think you're great? By deciding not to eat? You forgot about your disease Hem?” Ali pulled Meisya's arm, which made his wife's body lean towards her.

“You always nag when I'm late for a meal. But why didn't you do that to yourself?”

Bik Tin who from earlier eavesdropped, the middle-aged man felt guilty with his female employer. “Sorry Buk! Because I Mother so scolded Father,” murmured slowly, her feelings filled with guilt.

“Now eat, do not let magg relapse. How many days spent in the hotel smelling of medicine. So want that again? Hem...”

Meisya smiled behind her niqab, hearing her husband's rant that ended in a joke.

The woman was shocked when her husband pulled her arm back. Makes his body bend. His smile was more blissful, when the husband gave kisses on both cheeks.

Pt .

TBC...