Shortage of My Wife

Shortage of My Wife
Mita's Nervousness


In the afternoon when the sky had changed color to orange, Mita's pair of eyes opened slowly. The glare on his face when the sun was shining that afternoon made him wake up from a long sleep. Next to her, the husband smiled at her. While in front there the view of the villa is so beautiful to spoil the eyes of drowsiness.


"We've reached my wife" said Yazid, who turned off the car's engine.


"Have we just arrived?" ask Mita who does not realize when the car is stopped.


"From half an hour ago we arrived. But, I'm afraid to make you wake up so I wait until you wake up first."


Untold happiness Mita heard the words of her husband. Even though only simple words mean so much to him. For a wife who really fights for her husband's heart. Whether consciously or not Mita with a happy smiling face hugged the body of the husband. He kissed Yazid on the cheek and ran out of the villa. The woman's smile continued to expand until she entered the villa that she believed belonged to the husband's family. For the first time Yazid saw his wife's behavior to make her shake her head at this time. However, the smile on her lips also looks fluffy even though not as wide as Mita's smile.


"Sister, I don't want to cook this time?" mita asked when they arrived in such a spacious room with a view directly leading to such a beautiful mountain.


"Why?" ask Yazid wonder. There is a feeling of pleasure and not simultaneously he feels. Happy because there is no need to spend the cooking of the wife. And not when he imagined the bad food that he had not eaten for a long time. Missing of course Yazid felt. Resist the turmoil of wanting to vomit but having to keep eating it.


Mita lowered her lips. "I don't want to spoil our happy atmosphere with the bad food" he replied aware of the cuisine he made for the husband is very unpleasant to eat.


Yazid smiled again at his wife's words. He approached and rubbed his wife's head. Even though his body felt such a powerful sigh but he still wanted to start everything well. Night was certainly the time he chose to complement each other's status as husband and wife.


"Look, Mit. Brother misses your hodgepodge cuisine." Mta's forehead shriveled in hearing the husband's words.


"So-gado sis?"


Mita seemed to be breathing rough. He rushed to the kitchen despite his annoyance at the husband's taunts. This time he decided to make a fruit salad. Yazid waited in the room playing with his phone. Up to fifteen minutes passed finally Mita arrived at the stage of serving fruit salad. Yazid's smile grew when he saw the dining table filled with two bowls of salad. The arrangement is not so bad and quite sweet to look at.


"It's like a seger" said Yazid.


Both seemed to enjoy the fruit with silence. Mita still feels stiff when dealing with her husband. It felt like he was more used to Yazid's stiff and cold attitude towards her.


Short time rotates so fast, now at night the atmosphere of the villa has looked calm. Food was also prepared Mita along with the waiter who helped her. This time he did not want to make Yazid's stomach refuse food because there was no other food than in their villa at this time.


Finished with her night bathing activities, Mita appeared to stand long in front of the wardrobe. Confused about to wear what there was nothing but Yazid's hem that he had brought from the car. On the bed the man smiled mischievously looking at him at this moment. Mita who smiled awkwardly when looking at the husband was actually trying to hide her nervousness.


"Is there no clothes at all? Which aunt has come home again wants to borrow her clothes." muttered Mita who had no other way. Somehow the Yazid origin could take him away without thinking about the items they had to carry. And the result is that Mita is currently wearing nothing but black hem owned by her husband hanging in the closet. Without interior of course.


"Sister!" Mita's shrill voice shouted so loudly as she flipped over her body suddenly a tall figure was already standing firmly in front of her.


"Why wear clothes?" yazid's question made Mita flutter not knowing what to answer.


Though they were married for quite a long time, but the atmosphere of the two was still like a newlywed.