My Husband

My Husband
drunkenly


During his stay I enjoyed my life without that shitty guy in this house.


That morning after I cleaned up, I watched TV, I unknowingly fell asleep on the couch in front of the television, I woke up smelling the aroma of cooking.


Astaqfirullahal'azim! did I forget to turn off the stove..... I immediately got up and rushed to the kitchen, I was a bit surprised to see Mas Jaya was already in the kitchen and heating the soup I was cooking.


"he said a week outside the city, it's only been three days. Don't tell me you miss me... " Say me with confidence.


Instead of answering my sentence, he diverted another kehal.


"Udah wake you up. Looks like your cooking is good. " She said while spooning the rice into the dish, and poured the soup that he had heated earlier the rice plate.


"Eat... Sorry to cook a little, I don't know if I came home today"


He did not return my words, he ate voraciously. I went back to the living room to watch TV.


" when Mas left, twice the developer came here, to ask for less files, Mas keep where our marriage book is?, and they also ask for NPWP Mas."


I said after he sat next to me...


" I'm still putting it in the office, on my desk drawer.


" office?! What office?!" tanyaku while frowning and began to seriously look at him.


" I'm tired of Za, I want to take a break "He just left me.


" Dude, you're so lazy sometimes, answer my question first...who's office?" I caught up with him too.


I saw him break his body, without the slightest guilt...


" Well, as a normal wife, I know what you do?!"


He sat down, and pulled me into his lap, and hugged me tightly, so that I could not dwell on his lap.


"I know you're a wife, everyone knows you're a wife of mine. " I looked at me sharply.


I was seen that way, so my own misdeeds.


"Take me off!" a little rebellious asking him to let me go.


My hug is just as strong.


"Three days I didn't see your pretty face, I missed it.


can we start our lives in a better direction, no longer make a gap between us, I give you a good living "His voice is soft in my ear and I feel his breath blowing warmly, he said, and it makes me feel ticklish.


I immediately pulled my head away from him.


"Zp... If you claim to be a wife, can I get your love?!"


Again he looked at me with a sharp look, almost piercing my heart.


Being stared at like that makes me a little misbehaved.


" What's so hard to tell you where you work?! it could be that you in the market are just an alibi" I said to ease my nervousness.


Hearing my words, he laughed.


"You love sitting on my lap" as she let go of his embrace.


Instantly I got up from his lap.


" You are!!!! " while I pointed my finger right in front of his nose.


" Bodo' ah!!!! " i was upset, leaving him sitting on the edge of the bed, and not forgetting that he kept laughing at me.


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Aunt Maya is my mother's sister and she's my only place to confide...


Although he has not married, but he is mature enough to solve a problem, it could be because of the demands of work that must make him think wisely.


That day I played to his office, I was escorted by Mas Jaya..


although I have not been able to open my heart, but to get out of the house without his permission I also did not dare.


" He's your husband, don't fight him, he's the one who replaced you, Nduk, whatever he says follow along while it's good"


That's my message at the time I'm going to take Mas Jaya out of my parents' house.


"Tante... have already asked the neighbor in front of the house Mother, what is the job explained Mas Jaya?"


" Udah Za, the answer remains the same, Maas Jayamu was a friend of her husband when they worked together in the market "She said with eyes still busy with her laptop screen.


"If it's a job in the market, why don't I ever see it when I'm shopping." I said while playing a pen in my hand.


" From what Aunty heard, if it's an ordinary day other than Saturday and Sunday, Jaya comes after Ashar "


" i have to make sure it's my own Aunt, and if she's trading fish, it should be from the morning. That guy, he's been a little bit messy, mysterious ass again." While clenching my hand.


My aunt just smiled...


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After the Ashar Prayer, I rushed to the market where Mas Jaya used to work.


After I paid for the online taxi that I slowly entered the market area, from a distance I saw Mas Jaya was straddling some baskets containing vegetables from a pick up car.


I went into one of those stalls selling drinks.


After sipping a mouthful of iced tea I ordered, I ventured to ask about Mas Jaya to the owner of the stall, the times he knew her.


" Sir, sorry if I interfered.. You know Jaya who works in the fish market? "


" Jaya who is Neng?!"Β  His finger pointed towards Mas Jaya.


I nodded to give certainty.


" Yes know Neng, he's the days here, but Neng actually he's not a fish trade, he's just helping, he's helping, because the owner of the fish stall Saturday and Sunday returned to the village to his wife's place" said the owner of the stall explained.


" Well, what else does he work for? " tanyaku.


" Lacking to know Neng, but after Ashar he must have been here"


" So that kind of transport, sir?? " I asked back.


" He was just helping Neng, before the usual children came to replace him "


"No sir, no need" I hurriedly prevented the Father who wanted to move from where he was sitting.


After paying for my drink I'll be right away. Rushed home, leaving the market area...


Seeing her work like that there was pity and pity in my heart, so far she was trying to make me happy, working hard to fulfill the responsibilities of being a husband.


What kind of wife am I, who always suspects her own husband.


but her words the other day made me have to keep investigating who she is.


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" Hum... soon Mas Jaya will be home" When I heard I went to the Adhan to perform the Isya Prayer in the mosque not far from my house.


Before I fulfill my duty as a servant, I first prepare food on the table, so that if Mas Jaya comes home he can eat immediately.


After that I went into my room, to perform the Isha Prayer'.


After the prayer, I went out of the room to see if Mas Jaya had come home.


Not only did I come home but I also saw Mas Jaya who was eating her dinner...


His appearance was slightly different from what I saw in the market earlier, his hair was neater, the beard that decorated his chin shorter, the hue on his face was more radiant, perhaps because it was exhausted by the water of ablution.


Even though he spent all day outside his body scent is not like a person who was exposed to sunburn.


Seeing me step into the kitchen, he invited me to eat together.


"Let's eat Zahra."


I also sat in front of him, watching him eat that meal I felt full myself.


I looked at him carefully. This mature brown-skinned man if noticed is quite sweet as well. There is a charisma of its own that emanates from him.


The waah is shady, I'm sure and believe many women out there would love it.


"Aren't you eating?? Don't pay attention to me like that, I know I'm handsome" he said, making me realize.


I poked a little bit of my lower lip to make fun of him.


"In a moment, I'm not hungry yet" as I gulped down the water in the glass I was holding.


" I know you're starting to admire me Sweet Miss" she said, expanding her smile.


" Bodo!" I hurried to leave him. Sitting on the couch watching my favorite movie.


He threw his ass on the couch and sat next to me, picking up the remote and changing the TV channel I was watching.


"You eat, the side dishes are still there" he opened the conversation.


"Tumben you didn't spend dinner this time mas? " By developing my smile that means to mock him.


" I feel sorry for you, because it rarely eats you so thin" he replied by imitating my treatment.


And straightened his eyes back to the TV screen.


" Za.. today your cooking salt I taste right"


" sthat mean? "


"Yes, I feel the salt cooked by you this time is quite right in my tongue" with a big smile he looked at me.


" all this time I've had enough salty food in your tongue?" Justifying my sitting. I was a little misbehaved because of his words.


I thought I was reminded of my cooking that he always spent without any left.


" Hem. I didn't say your cooking was salty... Only if to be honest, the salt was just tasted "again he developed his smile.


"Ohhhh, "I answered briefly, leaving him to the room.


In the room, I laughed, remembering what he said.


Sometimes he is funny, but also funny...


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As usual, every month I always go to the department store to buy monthly necessities. To get back home I was a little lazy, I saw the clock on Hp I still showed at 13:50, still have a lot of time for me to wait for Mas Jaya to come home.


I decided to stop by the Mall while looking a little at the cosmetics anyone knows there is something that interests me...


Once again, wandering around, my eyes accidentally saw someone sitting among some men who were enjoying lunch at the famous Resto in this city.


A little curious I approached the restaurant to see if it was really my husband.


I still remember the clothes he was wearing this morning, the plain white shirt, the torn jeans on his knees and the brown shoes he used to wear, and his great jacket.


Here I saw him with a different appearance, a plain black shirt, with a tie that was coiled around his neck.


"What kind of sight is this" I muttered.


I kept watching him until he and two of his friends left the place.


I was still standing where I was standing, until she was lost in my sight, and into the elevator.


I rushed home, reached home, I took a business card from one of the Developers who had come home.


Without needing to think long I pulled the number on the name card. It didn't take long for him to pick up the phone from me.


" Yes Zahra's mother can I help you? " says a man from...


" Have you met my husband? Is the file complete?" Pretend I asked to avoid his suspicion on me.


"Oh, ma'am, we've met you in his office, thanks for the trust to buy a house in our place"


"Oh yes Mas... hemm can I ask for your office address? "


" The address period of the office Husband's own mother did not know" Reply from sebrang.


"The office that I now forget Mas, I only remember the old address" I said.


"OK on later I chat his address"


Don't forget I thanked him, hung up on me.


I finally got your work address. My smile shows satisfaction!!