YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 8

Hit already showed the number eight in the morning, today I was lucky to go to the office all because of Anita, but it's not what the girl who I really loved at this time has fulfilled all my passionate desires.

The slender, long-haired girl was still lying next to me, she was still asleep. Her face was so beautiful even though she was asleep. I don't know how many times we fought last night until this whole body feels sore and crumpled.

”Dek.” I shook that beautiful little body slowly.

”Heum,” murmured. Then turn around behind me.

”Abang go home,” I say softly.

”Heum,” murmured again. It seems that the woman I love right now is really still sleepy.

I put all my clothes back on and rushed out of Anita's house. No matter if a few pairs of eyes look at me with a strange look. I sped up my steps to quickly get to my car which I parked at the end of the alley.

I quickly entered my favorite four-wheeled vehicle. So that I can quickly get home and immediately clean up, it feels so uncomfortable, my entire body last night felt so stinky, I don't know maybe just my feelings.

Mata hari was almost overhead, I parked my favorite vehicle in an ordinary place. The house looks lonely like Ali left for school and Mayang has also left for work. Thank goodness there won't be many questions from my wife.

Ting...

I reached into my pants pocket. One notification came in from my wife.

”Pi , where to?” Ask my wife Mayang.

”At home temen,” reply me short. I don't think I need to explain anything to my wife, I'm pretty sure she trusts me completely.

”Ya already then. Sorry, Pi. I'm not cooking.”

”Why?”

”You forgot that you don't give me monthly money?” Her eyes are irritated emot. Uh, he's brave now.

”Are you not already working?” I started to get emotional.

A few seconds later my gavel sounded. My wife called maybe she wanted to make it clear about the shopping money I'm not giving you.

”What's up, Mayang?” I'm starting to get upset with him.

”If you want to eat buy yes, Pi,” insisted My wife there.

”Ga no money, Dek,” please.

”Aren't you always working and there's a paycheck, Pi?” His tone is rising. Immediately I turn off my most expensive device, it can be hot if you keep talking about money.

What difference does I give him shopping or not, the proof was that he could cook at his convenience. But now, oh I know, this must be all because of that fucking guy. Lazy to think about my wife who is that dirty, it's good I clean myself and buy food, just let me skip again today. This month I've been skipping office a lot hopefully I'm not fired or put down my position.

I am sending a message to the woman of my heart at this time but never returned. I think positive, maybe he is still lulled in a dream. My appearance is now perfect, I want it to taste like my stomach is filled with delicious food.

Kuayunkan step towards the Sumi stall, from afar the appearance is already interesting, what else is close.

”Dek, rice one pack of chicken geprek and one orange juice, my” on bohay woman who still looks at me without blinking. She fluttered as I linked my eyebrows when she saw him looking at me so strangely. Sumi hurriedly gave her two thumbs up.

The stalls weren't so crowded, there were only a few buyers so it didn't take long for me to receive my food. I greedily eat all the food served without exception juice also up the toilet, to cause the sound of gas coming out of the stomach through the esophagus.

I'm giving out a hundred thousand pieces, as usual, I don't want Sumi to think I'm poor and I don't have any money. I kept noticing that bohay widow was busy looking for some fractional money.

”Ga has change, Bang,” He said to me who is still sitting.

”Ya has taken the change,” I replied haughtily. Let's never mind if I share my fortune for a widow. That counts alms too.

I came home with my iron horse that I really liked and loved. Today skipping work also feels like I'm so sick of being at home. Back I sent a message to the woman of my dreams but only read it. Is he mad at me, ah where possible whereas the battle is him who wants.

Sitting on the porch looking at some mom-and-mom shopping makes me a little entertained, the distance of the neighboring house is not so far away. I saw a lot of mothers telling me stories, but I didn't know what they were talking about until one mother approached me. I frowned seeing the behavior of other mothers laughing amusedly.

”Eh, Bang. Mayang is beautiful now?” Ask those mothers who I don't know what their names are.

”Yes, why the hell, Bu?” I ask back to the woman I estimate is now forty years old.

”Abang kok great can costin Mayang to glow like that,” he explained again. Wait a minute, when do I finance Mayang's needs? Or maybe that guy.

I just smiled discordantly, not wanting to answer the mother's question any further, which there would be heartache.

The atmosphere of the yard already looks quiet, the mothers are busy struggling with their respective kitchen activities, the smell of food has also been smelled fragrant. I got off the porch and entered the room, ruffled the Mayang dresser maybe there's something I can find here.

My eyes were perfectly rounded when I saw the golden letter of a necklace and a chicin. What's been going on this past week? Is Mayang hiding something from me? Next I opened a closet that was only specifically for my wife's clothes. I was surprised to see so many good Mayang clothes and still look new. Is it possible that he bought all this last Sunday, from where he got that kind of money, while the groceries I rationed were just enough for the kitchen groceries.

It became a burden on my mind. It's good if I ask all this to my mother-in-law. There is a sense of laziness to ride my favorite motorcycle because the weather outside is so hot, my skin can be burnt.

With the sense of being forced to go to mother's house, drove my favorite bike slowly so that all the beautiful girls would look at me a little. Hopefully this will be a motivation for them, to choose educated men and also a lot of money.

Arriving at my mother's yard, I looked around. There is something different about my mother-in-law's house, everything looks neat and has been on the fence. This is a sign my in-laws are not losing a lot of money now.

Gts ... Geck...

”Assalamualaikum, Ma'am,” my greeting.

”Waalaikumsalam,” he replied and then I reached the back of the old woman's hand. This time I have to be a little sweet so that my mother-in-law will reveal my wife's secret.

”You looking Ali?” He looked at me.

”Not, Mom. I want to ask something to Mom,” I said.

My good-natured mother-in-law let me in, then sat on her old couch.

”What's up?” Ask.

”Soal Mayang, Bu,”.

”Why Mayang, is he sick again?” strafe.

”Not, Mom. It's just that I was confused by the change of Mayang this past week, I feel surprised also from where Mayang can get gold necklaces and rings that are quite expensive, the price is quite expensive,” some me at length may my mother-in-law side with me.

”Sorry. I don't know anything about you guys, don't you her husband and know more about it?” the rebuttal. Now I feel cornered.

”Mom know myself I'm busy working,” added me again. I wish I could fully understand what I am feeling.

”It's good to ask directly, never involve the mother in your household affairs,” her advice.

”But ..”

”Already Mom wants to rest,” cut it and then move from her seat.

”But the necklace said Mayang from Mother,” my sosor again. I was so upset that my mother ignored me.

”Mother will answer, but you do not ask for the necklace from Mayang,” stressed mother. I nodded steadily.

”The necklace was the wedding dowry of Mother first with her late father Mayang. Do not occasionally sell the necklace and ring under any circumstances. Except in a state of pain,” obviously mother.

My eyes are perfectly round. It is fitting that the gold purchase certificate looks so shabby.

Seriate....