
My eyes are heavy. My chest still feels tight. Not less even though I have been crying for hours. The clock on the wall showed at 02:00 in the morning but my eyes could not be closed.
It was so hard to live my days after getting married to Aryan mas. What's more after I found out Arya's mas has a stash. Then how will my fate be in the future. Thinking about it all made me really upset.
I got out of bed and cleaned myself in the bathroom.
I went to the kitchen. I took all the cooking utensils and seasoning the kitchen. After that I mix and cook Arya's favorite food.
Mas Arya does not like spicy food, coconut milk and spices that smell too pungent. Mas Arya prefers clear vegetable sauce, gourami fish, tuna fish, snapper and others.
And when it was ripe I put all the dishes on the table.
Then I cleaned and washed all the dirty cookware in the kitchen.
It's not without reason that I do all this in the early hours.
I still refuse to meet face to face with Aryan mas. Therefore I did homework while Arya was sleeping.
And intend to lock themselves in the room when Arya mas is awake. I am still not ready to accompany Arya to eat as usual.
Although I was angry but I still did the job of a wife as usual.
I don't want Arya to go to the office on an empty stomach.
Yep. Here's my. Stupid wife. Despite being hurt so deeply but still carrying out his duties as a wife. Don't tell me I'm Soleha's wife because I still lack a lot. I still have no guidance for hijab.
Intention is intention. Right Adzan shubuh mas Arya approached me with the face of his pillow. His face looks flat. Could he have been pondering my words last night. I don't know if I doubt myself.
I was embarrassed to look at him because my eyes were so big.
Again he became a cold human like an ice sculpture. Then I have to start where to win the heart of Arya. The love of Aryan for Saints is too great.
Every word I said last night was just the wind then for him. He really doesn't care about my tears.
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Two Weeks later. My life is so bland. The day I went through was quiet. My life is not passionate at all.
I only spend time at home cleaning the house.
Right now I'm looking at the food in front of me. It was hard to digest that food. Every mouthful and chew made me feel like my pride was being torn apart.
I remember what Arya said. The shopping money he gave was a form of compensation for the suffering of life I experienced. The nominal is pretty big. There's still a lot left in my salt.
But I'm human. It takes food to stay alive. Even though my life is full of pain.
"Tiiiing." Again another message from the mistress Arya. That stuff must always hurt. Even though he was sorry.
For two weeks he sent me photos, videos, and recordings of their affection every day.
Every time I come home from Mas Arya's office, I always stop by his stash house. Their happiness always he capture and end in my HP.
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