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MY HUSBAND MY ENEMY

This story refers to the struggle for totality of a woman whose husband has been usurped by another woman. In addition, this story also contains a true picture of the wife's devotion to the husband. The readers can take a good example that will be applied from the main character. Not only that, this story displays the wisdom of life lessons about a man who arbitrarily treats his wife, does not give a biological living to the wife, and has bad attitute to hid wife. The main character who applies high manners to the person who has hurt, will be the difference from other romance stories dominated by female characters.

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NEW HOUSE

(POV NARA)

This morning, my mother returned to her house. Senyo had built him a medium-sized house. Don't forget that he also uses the services of a household assistant for his mother. Mr. Johan did not participate because he had to monitor the condition of the café. Meanwhile, Mrs. Runi, the woman, was already ashamed of what happened three days ago. When she slandered us, we took her gold necklace. After all, she was the one who made it all up.

The three of us were greeted by the mother's maid, who had already resided there. What joy the half-century woman felt! She was able to return to her much better home.

"Thank you very much, Senyo. Your mother is indebted to you," said my mother as soon as we sat in the living room.

The building and the contents of this house have completely changed. Better and bigger. There is already a sofa and some other furniture.

"It's my duty, ma'am," replied Senyo, pulling both sides of his lips.

"Mother, take care of your health, okay? I will always visit my mother. " I added.

"You guys are doing well too, huh? I hope that your household can last until death do you part."

Senyo and I rolled our eyes at each other. However, there was never any love between us. I never agreed to people's prayers about our relationship. I just want us to be apart.

After being satisfied with chatting with my mother, Senyo and I finally decided to go back home. My husband also has to work. As he followed his father into the cafe,

I hugged Mom tightly. While Senyo kissed the back of his mother's hand, full of wisdom, I hope that you are happy with your new life. I'm much calmer now that my mother is taking care of me.

Senyo gave an envelope containing money to her mother. At first the mother refused, but when she was forced to accept, she finally accepted. I don't know how many, because Senyo didn't have any discussion with me at all. What is clear is that the brownish yellow object is quite thick. I believe that he gave my mother a large sum of money.

Not wanting to be with him, I chose to sit in the back seat of the car. It was cold again after it was just the two of us here. I'm not calm. There are many things I want to ask Senyo.

"Why You being so nice to my mother?" I asked bluntly.

Senyo glanced at me through the rearview mirror, then focused back on the road.

"Do you think I manipulated everything?"

"Who can guarantee if the master is sincere in doing so?"

"Watch your mouth, Nara! You don't have to pretend to know someone's heart. "

I was shocked to hear Senyo's words. Day by day, I began to dare to serve him. I tried my best to investigate the motive behind all this. If only my mother, Senyo, could care, why couldn't I? How strange.

"Thank you," I simply said.

"For?"

"For being kind to my mother,"

Senyo was silent without wanting to respond to my words. From today onwards, I will return to knitting stories with him. Ah, rather something bad. Because as long as there is a mother, Senyo doesn't torture me at all. Maybe he's shy.

***

Nara, Nara! Wake up, hey! "

My eyes opened spontaneously when I felt a strong hand shaking my shoulder hard. I looked at the clock, which was still aiming for five. The sun had not yet come out of hiding.

After mom came home, I went back to the room with Senyo. However, again, he told me to sleep on the floor. Like it or not, I have to follow all his wishes. I can't even get out of this room. Surely Mr. Johan will ask various questions, and in the end, he will definitely tell me to go back to the same room with his son.

"What is it?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. I feel like I just fell asleep.

"Pack your things. We're moving today. "

"Wait, no movement?"

Forcibly resurrect this body. I was shocked to hear the word "move." What do you mean we'll be alone?

"Yes, Hurry up and sort things out, okay?" he ordered me.

"Do we have a new house?"

"Uh! Don't ask too much. Come on, just follow my orders. "

Senyo ran to the bathroom. Butts, pants, and body parts that are not covered with clothes almost hypnotized me. Luckily, I quickly realized that Senyo was a vile and annoying man.

After everything was done, Senyo and I left the room. It turned out that Mr. Johan and Mrs. Runi were already waiting downstairs. When I was about to go to the kitchen, Senyo grabbed my hand instead. He said there was no breakfast.

There will be a new maid here. We'll have breakfast later. I'm in a hurry because I have to work.

I made up my mind to go backwards. We walked up to Mr. Johan and his wife.

"Now, Sen?" asked Mr. Johan.

"Yes, Daddy,"

Mr. Johan exhaled through his mouth. He looked at the two suitcases next to me.

Senyo, take good care of Nara. I don't like to get into trouble with him. You're not kids anymore.

Actually, Mr. Johan was very sad. I can feel it. Losing a family member who used to live with us is painful. I can say it like this, because I too am experiencing it. Yes, what else if you are not far from your mother?

Remember, Senyo! Never leave Nara at home alone. Daddy hopes you have forgotten your matre lover," he added.

"What do you mean? Clarin?"

"Who else?"

"She's not a matriarch, Dad." Senyo replied that he didn't like it. Lately, Senyo and Clarin rarely communicate. Mr. Johan is monitoring his son carefully.

"You don't have to hire a maid. Let Nara do the work," said Mrs. Runi. His hands were folded across his chest.

At exactly six o'clock in the morning, Senyo and I withdrew from Mr. Johan's residence. He didn't accompany us because he had to get to the cafe first. Given that, Senyo would be late getting there. However, Mr. Johan promised that after his work he would visit our new home. As for Mrs. Runi, she prefers to go for a walk with her partner.

Honestly, I don't know when Senyo bought a house for us. Senyo is completely closed. As if he didn't have a wife to talk to.

I recite the Savior's prayers. I am very worried about living with Senyo. He could be doing things that are not fair. Or, just throw me out of the house.

***

How surprised I was when I found the house so dirty. The floor was covered with dust, as was the long grass in the yard.

"Huh, why is it so dirty? Is this the old house? " I asked, surprised.

"You think I'm willing to give second goods?" Senyo replied curtly.

"Then, why is it like a residence? Look! The kitchen smells like rats."

I looked around the building. It's quite big, though not as big as Mr. Johan's house.

"Initially, the house was clean. I also bought it a long time ago. I was waiting for this place to get dirty." Senyo's words made my eyebrows curl.

"Why?"

"So that I can tell you to clean things up. Ha ha ha." Senyo's laughter filled the house.

Glek!

I swallowed hard. My guess is right. He'd only been in this house for a few seconds, but he was already throwing a tantrum. What about tomorrow? Maybe he was planning to slowly kick me out.

***

Continued