Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 6

The night replaced the morning in a state of severe headaches maybe because all night did not sleep, I forced myself to go to the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen can only be glued in front of the sink, staring at the dishwasher that has piled up whether when the occupants of this house wear it. Though before going to the room last night, this was already in a clean state.

"Astagfirrullah's..." After Istighfar said this feeling was a little relieved then I washed the dishes.

After washing the dishes, I took the warm water from the dispenser. Put your butt on the dining table chair, then drink it little by little.

No no no no.

I heard footsteps coming down the stairs, I looked up. It turns out Arin was. Holding a pile of clothes.

"God! It's nice to sit on the dining table chair! That's not where you are!" Arin Hardik.

"Indeed, should I be sitting in this house where Madam is?" I asked, like a fool. But I didn't stand up at all.

"Heemm... It feels good to you! It is not time for you to sit down. Your job is still a lot. Not even one of those things you did!" Keto.

"Oh yes, maybe Mas Agus has not told you what your task as ART is. Now I will give you a task. The first thing you do in this house when you wake up in the morning is to make breakfast. Finish making breakfast, clean the whole house, then wash the clothes and when it's dry you have to be strict." Arin's orders have no feelings.

"Now, the clothes you have to wash, this is just mine. Then take the dirty clothes in Jesinta's room, and also in Mas Agus' room." Arin's orders then throw the clothes he brought into my face.

Gluey!

Instantly I stood up until the chair I was sitting on shifted to make a sound.

"But you should know, if I'm not an art like you said! I am Mas Agus' wife," I replied in self-defense. Then I threw the dirty shirt back on his body.

"Hahaha... Mas Agus' wife?! Hahaha..just hear me already laughing amusedly. Mas Agus will not marry a woman like you. You must only confess to me in order to get the treasure from Mas Agus. Don't dream, Mas Agus doesn't taste like women like you!" He said he was cynical with contempt.

I better shut up, let Arin settle for insulting me. I finally waltzed away, not caring about her deafening scream.

I went to my room, sat on the floor leaning against my favorite bed for two days in this house. I cried hugging my knees. "Ratri... Mother miss dear..." I muttered.

Maybe Ratri's inner contact with me, in fact right now my phone is also beeping. Soon I lift as much as possible so that my son does not suspect that I am here crying. I don't want to make his concentration on taking care of the company his papa's trust is declining because he thinks about me.

This is for the sake of his future, may my son be successful.

"Where is mak now? Not out of town anymore, right?" Ask Ratri.

"No... Pak Agus happened to get another job in Jakarta dear." This time I didn't lie.

"Oh... Mak must have made breakfast again, right" Guess my son.

"Yes dear... Mak again cook fried rice," I replied origin.

"Yes, Mom, I'll call you later tonight. Make a nutritious breakfast to be healthy," Ratri said before finally disconnecting the phone.

I don't want this to go on, I have to be strong and fight Arin. I don't want my pride trampled on like this.

Checklots

The door opened it must be Mas Agus, sounding the steps I did not want to look at him. I'm upset why she wouldn't tell me that I'm her wife to Arin.

"Rome... Sorry." His words were crouching in front of me, holding my knees. I silenced Mas Agus, then went to get clothes in the suitcase that I had not finished. Anyway I don't intend to clean up. Let this dress in the suitcase, if it continues this way I'd better go home, even without Mas Agus.

"Rum, I didn't mean to yell at you" he repeated.

I still didn't answer, then to the bathroom left her. Let it be better to take a bath so that Mas Agus introspects himself, if it is silent it is not delicious.

Out of the bathroom Mas Agus had finished bathing. Either he took a shower where because the bathroom in this house there are 4.

"I won't cook while I'm still in this house!" My firmness.

"Since when did you become the wife of the Rum dissident!" Annoyed annoyed.

"Since living in this house. If you don't want to move into my house. Or at least take me away from here, I'll fight back. Because I want to marry you doesn't mean I want to be a maid in this house." My firmness.

"What does Rum mean?!" Bentak Mas Agus apparently offended by my words.

"Don't pretend not to know Mas, Mas doesn't want to tell your old wife, if I'm your wife until your old wife tells this because she thinks I'm art in this house."

"I told you, Arin is no longer my wife and you should know Rum, as badly as Arin can't be like that." He defended Arin.

"Whatever, now believe it or not that's your right. I want to be your wife like we've been for three months. But it's just me, you, if Mas wants to take Mas's son. I am ready to be Mak continued Jesinta. We grew up together, but if Mas still wants to live with your ex-wife. I'd better get a divorce." I made an offer.

"You stubborn Rum!" Mas Agus was very angry then passed out of the room.

I could only take a heavy breath, until when I would survive. During my marriage to Mas Agus, I had never fought. But why has his attitude now changed to 180 degrees.

"Yur sayuurr's..." Shouts of vegetable outside the house. It was already seven in the morning, I immediately opened the door of the room, outside looking quiet. Pity also Mas Agus I did not make breakfast, maybe now Mas Agus has left. Hopefully it's safe no Arin, I'm tired of fighting again. I immediately went out of the house to the vegetable.

"Wait for Ma'am Yu" Call me from inside the fence.

"You find what Mom. Meat, Chicken or fish? The vegetables are also fresh," said Mbak vegetable shows the item he calls.

I just smiled and bought vegetables to Mas Agus. From now on I won't take it from the fridge. It must be that the vegetables in the fridge belong to Arin.

Today I cook simple, vegetable spinach, fried tempeh, and chicken. Of course I'm thinking of Jesi.

"Jesi.... Have you had breakfast yet, son?" I asked gently, as usual I approached her to the room. After Jesi opened the door she shook her head.

I felt relieved, shaking my head meant that Jesi responded to my question.

"We have breakfast, please" take me. He did not answer as usual the boy went down the stairs first. When he arrived at the dinner table he dined with gourmand. We eat in silence, I just eat a little tasteless.

"If Mama gets angry, just let it go." He said suddenly after he finished eating he went back upstairs. I stared at his steps, it seemed like Jesi was a good boy, but why so arrogant.

After breakfast I cleaned up the whole house, besides Arin's room. Whether the woman is inside or not I don't know. I also wash clothes, but only my clothes, Mas Agus, and Jesi. No matter the woman's clothes.

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Day after day my quarrel with Arin kept going. But strangely Mas Agus did not side with me, although he did not defend Arin. My home life is like hell.

Plaque!

At the peak this morning Arin began to play hands because I always refused his orders to wash his clothes.

"Don't be rude" I said standing face to face.

He called me like a hitchhiker eating not want capital. Even though for one month living in this house for my needs to use my own money and even feed Jesi every day. Mas Agus also did not want to give me any more shopping money.

"Stop!" Bentak Mas Agus's. He was about to go to work.

"Take your wife's hand." Answer Arin.

Prak!

Arin throws my phone lying on the table, having just received a call from Gendis, asking about my situation. I could only look at the smashed cell phone on the floor.

...Seriate....