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"You dare lie to me?" Farhan's eyes crossed sharply. Crazy wrath even though Lisa had kneeled to pity the man.

"And you dare to tell me after lying to me!" Farhan clapped his hands with anger peaking all the way to the crown. "Great! Your head is so big, Lisa!"

"Sorry."

"Ah, wouldn't you rather enjoy the karma that God has just given to a lying wife?" Farhan screeched cynically afterwards.

"Sorry."

"Didn't you have another word?"

"I was wrong."

"Other than that?"

"I was wrong, I'm sorry."

The girl squeezed the pajamas. Still down on his knees. The most powerful weapon when he is afraid.

"Geeh!" Farhan let out a rough breath. He turned and wanted to leave.

"Master!" call Lisa when Farhan is about to turn the door handle. The man turned his head with an angry look that could not subside just yet.

"Otherwise?"

"Don't get mad. I'm your wife anyway. Though ugly, annoying, whiny, I'm still your legal wife."

"You're asking me to negotiate?" farhan asked in a snapping tone. "When you become my wife, you're getting bolder, aren't you?" farhan telak.

"It's not like that, sir. I promise, this is the last time I'm lying to you." Lisa's finger pointed to the letter V.

"Because you're afraid of karma, aren't you?"

Lisa was just scared. I dare not answer his lies.

He wants to tell about Farhan's selfishness in bed, but Lisa feels it is not appropriate to ask for reciprocity from the man. Their marriage was less than normal. From the beginning, they were not married out of love. But because it needs. Farhan needs Lisa to look after the twins. While Lisa wants to keep because she does not want her best friend's child to fall to another stepmother.

Think of this as a form of revenge on Jennie and her mother who have been good to Lisa all this time.

Lisa says back, "I admit I was wrong."

"Then?"

"Don't go. You can't leave me angry. Stay here."

"Basic fool!" Farhan kept the door open.

"Where are you going?" whining Lisa as if heavily taking Farhan away. "Don't go, ikh!" spoiled decaknya.

"Didn't you need my help? How can I indulge your wishes if I stay here."

Lisa looked up with a happy face. "So you want to help me, sir?"

His eyes caused relief. Lisa finally survived the effects of running out of that important object.

"Hmmm. Anything else you need?"

"Nothing, Sir. I'm so grateful to you."

Farhan did not answer. Then I left Lisa. The woman smiled along with the door that had just closed.

Do your duty as a husband, sir. Buying pads is a romantic scene that is always awaited by women.

***

The rain was heavy enough that the man was forced to embrace his own body. Farhan is still standing in front of the apartment lobby, staring at the mini market across the street— is about 12 meters from where he stands. The man looked up towards the sky, where the water descended quite profusely. If he ran away, his clothes would be soaked, but Farhan would be lazy to go back to the apartment to pick up an umbrella. Farhan Farhan finally ran away. Sacrificing his work coat wrapped in rainwater.

Ah, he finally felt the hassle of having a wife for the first time. Farhan used to think that he didn't need to get married. Because the wife is a bitch who burdens all her affairs. But that has changed since the twins. God has always had a way of doing wonders for his people. There is always wisdom behind disaster and loss.

Shivering shivering, Farhan entered the mini market and began searching for the shelf she was looking for. There are so many types, the man does not know which pads Lisa often wears.

As Farhan was being hit by the storm, someone behind patted his back suddenly.

"Dam!" the man who patted her shoulder.

Farhan looked back to see who the person who called him was.

"Bryan?" Farhan welcomed no less frenzy. "Ah, you're here apparently." He patted Bryan on the shoulder with a laugh.

Farhan was a friend of Bryan's in college. The handsome British man was not long married to his wife. It used to be not much different from Farhan, but now it is like the earth and sky.

Bryan became a slave category of acute love ever since he met his wife Shea. The woman he accidentally hamili a few months ago. Indeed, Farhan always stroked his chest and said amit-amit when he heard Bryan's purity when discussing his wife Shea. He was always afraid that his life would be under the control of the feeling of love. And now, Farhan is obeying Lisa's will, at a time when he is not yet a love slave like Bryan to his wife. So bad was the damage of a wife to make Farhan melt and obey Lisa's shameful request.

"What are you doing here?" bryan asked curiously.

"I live here. In the front apartment." Farhan replied awkwardly. The intention to buy pads. Farhan did not want his pride to fall. Bryan would scoff at her with a wicked laugh if he knew Farhan was about to buy a sanitary pad.

"Oh so."

"What do you want to buy?" Farhan asked back.

"I'm going to buy a snack for my wife. He was in the car. Usually, since she was pregnant Shea always liked the sweet. Even in the car he whines for a snack."

"Oh so." Farhan did not care. He was thinking of a way to pick up the pads without Bryan knowing.

"What are you buying?"

Farhan could not answer. Where might he want to tell.

"Dam!" Bryan called again. Farhan looks like a thief trying to steal a charity box. Confusion and misbehavior.

"I'm going to buy diapers for the twins." The man immediately grabbed a ball diaper that was the size of a jumbo.

Bryan was surprised. Farhan's nephew's feelings aren't that big. Ah, no, Bryan doesn't care. Shea was waiting for him in the car.

"I'm hustling. See you next time." Farhan immediately ran towards the cashier to pay for what he bought. Leaving Bryan still holding an empty basket.

Fuck the pads. Pampers is the same. Can patch leaks.

***

The door opened, Lisa immediately stood up enthusiastically when she saw her husband coming. The man looked annoyed with his face that was still crimson. It was even more upset to see Lisa looking at him with an innocent face.

"I'll take a shower!" Farhan throws his shopping bag.

"Thank you, sir," Lisa replied.

When the man had passed to the bathroom, Lisa immediately opened the grocery bag. And how surprised he was ...

"Geez!" Lisa shouted for a moment. "God, why is my husband so stupid?"

Lisa took her hair Frustrated. Lisa's rush to the bathroom before Farhan takes a bath.

"Do you want what?" farhan was upset.

"You're wrong to buy a pad, sir. Can't you tell which pads and which diapers are?"

Lisat did not care, he continued to lay down Farhan bravely. When necessary, Lisa wants to stuff Farhan's mouth with the Hello Kitty flip-flops she wears today.

"Of course I know. I met my friend when I was about to pick up a pad. So, I don't want to buy a pamper. After all it is also the same, anti wrinkle anti-leak. I read it on the front cover."

"But I'm not a baby, sir!"  Lisa stomped her legs irritated.

"Important can be used. It's called alternative."

Pemper?

God, he never thought that at the age of 23 years should use baby diapers. Since when did it become an alternative menstruation.

It was clearly written for the baby and there was a picture of the baby laughing.

Inevitably, like not liking, Lisa ended up wearing a fake bandage because it needed to.

Now he will stop imagining sweet scenes in the novel story. Hope extinct. In fact, doing a romantic scene by buying a sanitary pad alone Farhan can not afford.

The planet is different. It is too different to appreciate the word romantic. Can Lisa call this a romantic scene that ends tragically?

'Baby diapers are an alternative to pads.'

Lisa will never forget that word in her entire life.

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