Bridal Stain
Cold Attitude

“Mas, are you home?” grey asked with a sweet smile, as Vishnu walked up to him.

“Hm,” the answer goes straight through Grey just like that.

Suddenly a sense of tightness and disappointment burst into Grey's chest at this moment. The man who slept last night and fucked her up so effectively, today his attitude has completely changed, much colder and cranky than before.

“Yes Allah, do Mas Vishnu really regret having done it with me? Or maybe he feels disgusted and wants to avoid me?” inner Grey felt bad.

Until in the end, his mind now continues to wrestle with all the allegations and the longer the marriage makes his head feel dizzy, even his heart that feels confused.

He breathed his breath out violently. Upon entering the room, she did not dare to sleep in the same bed as her husband. He felt, if Vishnu was now hating him and consciously, Grey chose to return to lay his body on the sofa, where it was a place where he used to rest his tired body.

Vishnu just came out of the bathroom. He glanced at Grey who was lying on the sofa with a blanket covering his entire body to the neck.

Vishnu lowered his head, still confused as to what to say to Grey. To be sure at this time, there was a sense of pity that enveloped his heart when he saw the girl curled up alone on the sofa, in the corner of the room there.

“Grey, wake up!” vishnu's word as he approached the closet, hoping Grey would wake up from his sleep.

Grey was a little surprised when he heard Vishnu's voice, he immediately woke up and sat with his legs dangling to the floor.

Grey smiled stiffly. “Mas, ka—”

“Sleep in bed, not there,” said Vishnu so cold as he closed his wardrobe.

Grey was still dumbfounded hearing the orders from her husband, there was a sudden sense of pleasure felt by him. The two corners of her lips tightened, displaying a beautiful arch that swirled across her pretty face.

He also obeyed the orders of Vishnu, then got up and walked slowly, changing positions sitting on the edge of the bed. Still with his smile that does not shrink, because now he is feeling his own pleasure in his heart.

After he finished wearing his tee shirt, Vishnu suddenly stretched his legs about to leave the room. Grey who saw him hurriedly reprimanded him.

“Mas, where are you going?” grey asked curiously, standing up straight from his seat.

Vishnu stopped his steps, he momentarily fell silent rigidly before answering the question of his wife who was standing there.

“I still have to finish my work. You go to bed first, and don't wait for me,” said Vishnu, then close the door and go to his father's study.

"Work? Clock this?" gaping, bengong.

Hearing these words Grey felt that the words were merely a shield, from the hidden reason that her husband did not want to room with her. And now, the clear liquid suddenly fertilized in his eye patch, as much as he could hold it, he should not cry just because of a misjudgment.

"Well, then I go to sleep first" Grey replied, Vishnu passed away from the room.

Grey let out a long sigh, feeling the growing tightness in her heart, as the shadow of her husband's back had already disappeared from her eyes. For some reason, after getting this treatment from Vishnu, Grey was so sad, even though he did not like or love Vishnu, but his heart seemed to be sliced to see the attitude of Vishnu who always avoided him all day.

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The next day, Grey awoke from his sleep. His two eyes caught the void on his right and left side. He again sighed slowly, feeling sad because it turned out that Vishnu did not sleep with him.

He rushed to the bathroom to clean himself up. And it just so happens that today he is off work, so there will be a lot of time for him to spend at home, and hopefully he can spend this time off with his husbands.

Dres long navy colored, patterned white flowers small he wrapped into his body that so high. Simple makeup polish comes with makeup to make her look more fresh and pleasing to the eye. Not to forget, the matching colored phasmina that wrapped his head perfectly.

He came out of his room, as fragrant as the perfume he used was now loud following where he went.

Grey turned the doorknob of her father-in-law's workspace, which she said last night was used by her husband to complete his unfinished work.

Slowly Grey opened the door. He peeked inside there. His head poked behind that slightly open door.

Seen on the long red sofa in the corner of the room, Vishnu was still asleep in his sleep. Grey smiled blandly at her husband. He closed the door slowly without making any noise.

Grey went downstairs, went to the kitchen and found Bi Iyam busy making breakfast this morning.

“Bi, can I help you?” tanya Grey surprised Bi Iyam.

“Eh, Non Grey .. It's okay, don't let Auntie just cook,” added Bi Iyam who was busy stirring chicken stew on the pan.

Grey was speechless, he could not force Bi Iyam if only reasoned to help him. Because obviously, Bi Iyam is among those who do not like their work to be bullied or taken over by others.

“Oh yes, Bi. Aunty know not food or favorite cuisine mas Vishnu?” asked Grey enthusiastically.

“Oh, Lord Vishnu usually likes very much the same Bolognese spaghetti, which is added the same roasted beef,” Bi Iyam replied to tell.

“Really?” tanya Grey makes sure. The one who was reciprocated was nodding vigorously by Bi Iyam.

“Emh, what ingredients are available, Bi?” ask Grey.

“There ... it's in the refrigerator, let Aunt get it,” said Bi Iyam, but quickly Grey held Bi Iyam's arm.

“No need, Bi, let me just take it, Aunty continued Bibi cuisine aja,” he said directly go to the refrigerator.

Opening the big four-door refrigerator, he opened the lower door on the right. Seen a wide variety of foodstuffs that are very much filled every empty space in the refrigerator, leaving no space other than just to be taken.

Grey finds the ingredients, he immediately takes them. Then move closer to the stove table.

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Drrrttt .. drrtt .. drrttt ….

The ringing of a mobile phone that vibrates hard on the wooden table beside the chair, making Vishnu have to open both eyes that still feel heavy and sleepy.

He stretched out his hand, reaching for his cellphone which still sounded the noise. However, his hand did not reach the wooden table. He also lazily had to wake up and go to reach for his phone.

He saw a call coming in from his papa number. He immediately pressed the green icon that lights up on the phone screen.

“Hallo, Pa,” said Vishnu as he attached the flat object near his earlobe.

“Hallo Vishnu, Papa needs your help,” said Cakra there.

“Help? … What help, Pa?”

“Today you are off work ‘right?”

“Iya.”

“Then, later in the day you are the same Grey please come to the address that Papa sent ya.”

“What? Same Grey?”

“Iya, anyway later before four o'clock in the afternoon you should already be on location, this is very urgent anyway. Papa share location first yes.”

“T-but, Pa.”

Tut .. tut.

The voice of the call was cut off before Vishnu answered the request of his father.

Vishnu clucked in annoyance. “Ck, why did you tell me to go with him! Argh, make it complicated!” his grunts were irritated, scratching his non-itchy head violently.

“Argh! Damn, all this was because of that night! I should have been able to restrain myself from him, argh!” his anger at himself felt very upset.

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Sorry yes last night wrong up its contents. Just realized after being checked this morning haha

but the author really did. God willing tonight the author will be up again