A Friend from Malaysia

Feeling Played

"Darling, are you sure you still have a car?" ask a woman to her lover. They are currently in a nightclub.

The man seemed to be drunk, seen from his staggering path.

"Are we going to the hotel or to your house?" ask the woman.

"Jess, let's go to my house, honey!" the man said in the midst of his drunkenness.

While the woman still memapah men with the same path staggering to hold the weight of the man so as not to fall.

"Is it really okay? I mean, what if he sees it?" ask p

the woman called Jess.

"Who do you mean? Eva?" point the man at his girlfriend. Then he laughed, but nothing funny at all.

Jessica the woman's name nodded.

"Why do you have to think that women are not important? You know for yourself if not for wanting to obey your father's will, I would not be willing to establish a relationship with the woman. And you know now, because of his family, he became a fugitive for the police of three countries, Cambodia, Malaysia, and Indonesia. Damn not a girl. It's not useful at all, hahaha. Rubbish thing! Even in his own family he was useless. Just imagine, his name alone, can be snatched his father's son from a legitimate wife! His name is also an illegitimate child .. jadah!!" objurgation. "That's useless! Sam-uuu!!!! Ahhaha!"

Behind a car Eva was seen clenching her hands furiously. She wasn't so sure about the photos Yola had shown her. Therefore he deliberately returned to Indonesia, wanted to go to his lover Martin, hoping to get an explanation about all this. Not finding Martin at his house, he immediately went to the nightclub where Martin used to hang out with him. But he did not expect this kind of sight that he would see. Martin since from inside the club was indeed seen to hold the woman's affection. The same woman in the photo. Not only that, his heart also hurt with all the words Martin insulted him.

"Sstttt ... Slowly speaking. How does he hear?" ask Jessica again.

"No way! He is now in Malaysia! Evoked by the man, the woman's husband to ... where? I forgot his name. Allegm ... Moringa???" Martin drunkenly tries to remember the name of the city where Eva placed N-one to work. "Alor Setar .. Yes, Alor Setar! So stupid! He even got caught up in the husband game of his different sister's father. Wh-what's his name, huh? The il-ham? Aye, yes. Ilham. Eva is a stupid girl! Why don't you seduce that man, idi-ot woman!!"

Martin just kept on babbling.

"E-va i-diot!"

Eva closed her eyes restraining her growl. He wanted to hit the man with the sharpest knife on the face of the earth. Saddened?? Even his sadness could be clouded by his anger. With Yola not knowing about the complicated relationship between her parents, she could hate her brother so much, especially a Martin who with his own eyes he heard the man insulting, blasphemed himself in front of other women. That man! I swear, he hates it.

And then to Martin's house, Eva followed them. There is really no doubt now! Martin had completely betrayed him and also played him. Martin fuck!!

Still in the car, Eva calls Yola.

"Okay, I'm helping you use Martin to frame his father!" said Eva steady.

It took a few minutes for Yola to be able to digest Yola's words, and then Yola spoke again.

"Seriously Brother?" ask Yola on the phone.

"No need to call the cave brother. Very lazy to be called brother Lo!" answer Eva jutek.

"You must be new from the club tonight" Yola accused.

"Kok Lo know?" ask Eva astonished.

"Because you called Lo, Lo, I, I ... So, how do you go?" ask Yola.

"I'll help you a little, but we have to make sure that Martin also suffers the consequences. I don't want to know anything. I hate him!!" eva screams in the car.

"Yes, yeah, okay, okay. Then we will think how to do it first. By the way, you came here first. Three more days I have a 7-monthly event, you come yeah .." invite Yola.

"Well, I'm on the mother-mak show. Mostly a study. Ihh, no slang event like that," ledek Eva.

"You are aware of age! I am 28 years old and still feeling good. I want to have two children. Your age should have three or four children. You are not Lo!" Yola taunted back.

"Whispering!!!" eva sahut.

"But you came anyway. Waiting for ya, Aunty Eva!" call Yola to Eva.

"Aunty what ...."

"Tante, that means tacky! That doesn't know either. If Ammar knew his aunty like this, it would have been diledekin tuh," said Yola.

"Ammar who?"

"My child. Already! Just come on you, huh? Watch out if it doesn't come!" Yola hung up the phone call.

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Two days later,

"Grandmother Utiiiiii!!!"

Ammar was so happy to see who came this time. There is Ratih's grandmother and Abinya Grandpa who came from Jakarta special to attend the seven-monthly event of the Mommy.

"Ohhh, granddaughter!" Ratih welcomed Ammar's warm embrace which he had not seen for more than two months.

"Grandma didn't come here to know Ammarlah" the boy protested.

"Surpriseeeeeee!!!" ratihi replied to the protection of his grandson. "Why? Ammar wasn't happy to see grandma, was he?" Ratih put on a face pretending to be disappointed

"It's not like that, Grandma. If Ammar knows grandma is coming today, Ammar must pick up at the airport with the grandfather driver, not bad grandma and grandpa bother to come by taxi," said Ammar.

"It's okay, honey. Grandma didn't want to bother," said Ratih while kissing the older grandson's cheeks.

"No kissing, Grandma. I'm not kid anymore," he protested with a frown.

"Hey, just two months ago did not meet grandma, did not want to kiss. I don't miss my grandmother." Train protest back.

Yola laughed at the little debate the grandmother and granddaughter had.

"He doesn't want to be kissed anymore, Ma. I'm a brother he said," said Yola.

"Haha, yeah. Well, grandma doesn't kiss Ammar anymore. Grandma hugged mommy, too" said Ratih as she stood up and hugged Yola. "Mamaaaaaa, uhhhhh!"

"Ihh, Mama what the hell?" Yola chuckles at the behavior of Ratih who looks to be heating up Ammar who is reciprocated by the typical grin of his grandson. Train even kissed Yola's cheeks and forehead. "How are you, honey? You healthy? Mama's granddaughter healthy?"

Ratih caresses Yola's distended stomach.

"Alhamdulillah be healthy, Ma," replied Yola.

"Dedek is not fussy? Still like to vomit?" ask me again.

"No, it's just that Yola's legs like swollen," Yola fought while showing her swollen legs to the Mama.

"Most eat salty-salty foods at least your. Reduce donk salt, and kayak mamah, how? Hypertension continues its run to the heart. You just now reduce salt in the house, until papah often protests, hahaha," gelak the Mama.

"How are you doing, Papa?" yola asked with a sullen face to Abhimanyu. He was still getting annoyed at his father.

"Well, how are you, honey? Which inspiration?" Abhimanyu looked for his daughter-in-law who had seen the trunk of his nose.

"Yola's healthy. Brother's still in the office, about night just got home. Mama is the same papah, enter yuk, there is Mamah, Putri and Andini inside," Yola reported.

"Seriously what are you saying in the chat, that you've been found?" Ratih still doesn't believe the information Yola gave him.

"Hu um, it's in him, Ma. Entering hence. Papa too, yuk!" take Yola while struggling spoiled between the Mama and the Papa. Ammar did not forget to be pulled by Ratih into his arms.

Ratih is very curious about Andini who went missing decades ago in her home. It was Andini who made her daughter Yola a captive forever in this Nirwan family. But fortunately Yola could now live happily, otherwise she would have been scratching at the girl, forcing her to tell him where the girl's adoptive parents are is that makes her daughter Yola have to get married at a very early age.

"Mom!" call Yola to Zubaidah the in-law who is busy preparing for the walimatul haml event that will be held tomorrow for Yolanda.

Zubaidah.

"Eh, Coach? Kenape just came here now? Sangke brother Korang will not come again," welcome Zubaidah.

The two men shook hands, hugged each other, and kissed each other's right and left cheeks. Zubaydah and Abhimanyu shook hands with each other.

"Ah, this brother.No way we did not come, can be sulking son only wayang," he said insinuating Yola.

"Mama!" yola protests.

"It's a luncher, right?" reply Ratih does not care.

"Iss, Mama is not fun, why I'm a snacker, when the wrong Mama and papa tuh," said Yola.

"Where's Princess?" ask Ratih.

"Ade, he was with Dini, it was. Putriii!!! Diniiii!!!" call Zubaidah.

No answer from the two, Zubaedah also told the housekeeper to call.

"Where was the Princess here? Call me here, and my mom and dad Yola are coming" Zubaidah said.

"Oh, I just saw the two girls in the back room please Uncle Saripah, prepare the plates needed for tomorrow," said one of the ART who was still quite young.

"You call two people, tell them to come and see Yola's mother" Zubaidah said.

"Okay, Mum" replied the woman.

"Wait a second, hmm?" he said to Ratih and Abhimanyu who were followed by Ratih immediately.

"Sila Dik Ratih, and Dik Abi sat down first, must be tired ye, just got off the plane," he guessed as he let sit.

"Ah, yes. Or take a break to the bed?" ask again.

"Ahh, no. Later aja. We're here first" said Ratih. "Why would you like a break in the room?" ask the Abhimanyu.

"Here I am" said Abhimanyu.

The arrival of the two besannya not necessarily make Zubaidah leave his activities. He's excused to keep an eye on the people who work to prepare for the seven-monthly event for his son-in-law tomorrow.

"Yola, you're friends mama and papah you're here for a second. Mamah continue the work of Mamah first and Mamah find Andini and Putri first. Where did those two kids go, hmm? It looks harmonious and fun to be friends with the two, it seems that Mamah looked up" Zubaidah grumbled.

Yola just laughed.

Until a while has passed, Andini and Putri have not been seen coming to see Mama and Papa. The housekeeper who was told to call was not visible to his nose. Yola got up and wanted to find both of them herself, but stopped when the housekeeper came from the front door.

"Nur, where is the same Princess Early? Waiting for you from earlier? Didn't you go back, did you? How come it's coming from the front?" ask Yola.

"Hehehe, Brother. Saye turned from behind, heading side to front as well, not meeting with Kak Putri and Kak Andini," said the girl.

She is still young, but she has become a household assistant in the Nirwan family home, to help the family economy with the mother who also works in this house.

"Oh, so. Where are they going, donk?" ask Yola.

"Some," replied the girl. "Saye didn't see her two sisters. Saye even met another sister again" he reported.

Yola frowned. Which other brother does that mean?

"Which brother is it, Nur?" ask Yola not understand.

"Somehow, she's kate her sister Yola's sister, saye told her to call sister. He was waiting in front, "the girl said.

Who yeah? Ahhh ... Yola smothered her own mouth when she realized that ART meant Eva. Isn't she the one who invited Eva to her seven-monthly event? Ah, can this berabe mah! Where here there is Mama Ratih, Mama Ratih can directly pounce on Eva if this is the way.

"Who?" ask Mama Ratih quickly respond.

Well right? Ruwet is his business. Yola knows Mama hates Eva with her mama. And unfortunately when she told Eva to come to her seven-monthly event, she forgot to take Mama into account.

"Entar, I'm coming. He's in front, right?" ask Yola to make sure.

"Hu um," Nur replied assuringly.

Yola immediately got up from her seat with little difficulty, until Ratih felt the need to help her daughter stand up.

"Can't you? Do you need help going forward?" ask Ratih to offer.

"No, Ma, there's no need. You just wait here" said Yola.

Then after Yola managed to get up in a hurry he went forward to see Eva. Sure enough, the woman was there.

"Sister, are you coming? Let's talk next to you, yuk!" take Yola in a hurry before Mama Ratih catches Eva here.

"Don't tell me to come in?" cynical Eva.

"Anu, I'd like to .. but inside there is ...."

Yola had not had time to say her words, it was unexpected that Ratih had suddenly been in the doorway.

"You!!! What are you doing here!!!" it was on Eva.

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