BABE JADULKU

The Part 41

It turned out to be Risda, my own sister-in-law, the wife of my sister who was number two from below. Since she failed to borrow money from her husband, Risda never came home again. Always stay in a family group.

I have to admit the peace of my husband, I've been in the fog to find out, he's actually calm, just meet a hacker. Why don't you think of me like that.

"This is slander, Bang, must be taught a lesson" I told my husband.

"Udah, Dek, justin aja, tired of her story, brother does not believe, kok, about the former is natural, Brother also has an ex,"

"But, Bang ...?" a small vibration in my husband's HP stopped my speech. There's a new message again, I see the clock has shown the number twelve.

(His love for you, Niyet was cheating) the message read.

Well, this is too much, should be taught a lesson. Kuket reply.

(I paid ten million if you can prove Nia's cheating)

It's been seen, but there's no reply yet, maybe he's thinking how he can get evidence.

(Or just come to my house, let's talk about this, or I come to your house)

I was typing .. But the reply never came, I'm sure he's already hot cold there.

(Or gini it, I prove you defame people, defame people, I take to the police in your WA) again.

(You're Nia?) he finally realized.

(Yes, and I know who you are, the police will know, you're less beautiful playing) I reply again.

(Who, try?)

(Hahaha, technology is advanced, you think with Korean writing people won't know, there are cyber crime cops, there are hackers, all I can use, you know, right, I have money) I'll pay back.

No more replies, but I'm sure he read my messages. I'm not satisfied, I want to see him too. The next day I went to my sister's house, I accidentally took my husband, I went on my vario ride. As soon as I got there, I saw my sister warming up the bike again, maybe getting ready to go to work.

"Sister Nia, tumben?" greet my sister.

"Where's Risda?" ask me directly

"That's inside, what's up?"

"Call first,"

"Risda came out without being called, maybe she heard me coming, I saw her face look pale, she probably didn't think I could tell what she was doing.

"We are brothers, whatever happens, we are still brothers, but please teach your wife, do not slander people at will" I said later.

He saw his wife, then he saw me again.

"Not enough to embarrass me?" brother says.

"Just ask Risda, what did she do?" i said again.

"Defamation is shouting slander" said Risda.

"Look at your HP!" I said later.

"Ngapain, for what?"

"To prove that you have slandered your own brother" I said.

Risda did not want to give her HP, my sister just like suspicious, she asked for the HP and opened. There is no Korean name on Facebook. I didn't run out of sense, I saw from the lite, sure there was an account with a Korean name, I opened it and I showed it to my sister.

"Rise! why you?"

"I hate them, look at that, since we were born, all brothers have been helped, only we are not helped, but we have also come there, I hate them, hate them!" Risda is hysterical. It turns out my sister doesn't know what she's doing.

Indeed there are those who have not been helped Bang Parlin, two sisters have been helped, my brother was also invited to business. My youngest brother has been working to open a workshop in the capital of the husband. It turned out that it made Risda hurt, trying to separate me and my husband. I am lucky to have a good husband who does not believe in people.

"You've gone too far, I'm hurt too, but slandering is not the solution" my sister said.

I left them, they were still busy fighting, I came home, there was a sense of satisfaction when I hit people who tried to separate me and my husband. When I got home, Bang Parlin stood in front of the fence holding the Ucok.

"Where from?" ask husband.

"Mmm, from Risda's place, Bang," I answered honestly.

"Yes, Bang, sorry," I said as I took the Ucok from his carrier.

I just realized, just this time I went out of the house without asking permission, I feel very guilty. For other couples it might be normal, but for us it just happened.

"Bang, I'm sorry, Bang, I went to Risda's house to hit her" I told my husband. I found him in the kitchen cooking breakfast.

"Yes, Dek, I'm sorry, but Adek has to make up for it" said the husband.

"Duh, brother, what's up?"

"Adek should apologize to Risda and her husband" the husband said.

"Well, he's slanderous, want to separate us, why should anyone apologize?"

"In our custom, Dek, Batak Angkola, the wife's brother's party is Mora, in Batak Toba called hula-hula. The one who must be respected, whose shortcomings are covered whose advantages are reduced" said the husband again.

Ah, I do not think with this custom of husband, the lack of people is covered, the excess of people is reduced, but in my little heart I salute and admire.

"The brother boru ni king, his parents of course the king, his brother yes prince, in our custom This brother is called a son of boru. It works mangalap nalobi, pataru nahurang,"

"Translate, Bang,"

"That was, Abang's work as a slave covered the fault of the mora, and the adek followed Abang as a son of boru, then Risda was following her husband as Mora."

I was confused by the husband's explanation. But I just say it.

"Yes, Bang, yes, I'll apologize" I said later.

Even though it feels strange, yes, it is obviously strange, when people have slandered us, we are sorry, I just follow the wishes of the husband, because he said it was as a redeemer for my mistakes who went out of the house without asking for permission from the husband.

In the evening we went to Risda's house, the husband even bought souvenirs by duku and rambutan.

"Adek still feels weird, Bang," I said as we were on our way.

"What a weirdo, Deck?"

"How can you go apologize to someone who has slandered us? What kind of science does Brother have?" I said looking into his eyes.

"Natolu's mastermind, Deck"

"Natolu's transfer?"

"Yes, Dek, Batak community kinship system, dianianian natolu it is Kahanggi, Mora, and Anak Boru. Manat markahanggi, Honor marmorat, elektur maranak boru,"

"Don't understand, Bang, there's no Batak dictionary?"

"Ask gugel, Dek,"

Oh, my God, my old-fashioned husband has now asked me to ask. Ah, the world must change, but this change in my husband makes me feel ashamed of myself. When I was dizzy thinking who the Korean account was, he hired a hacker.

We got to Risda's house, husband got out of the car, I went in the back while holding the Ucok.

Hc .. tok.

"Assalamu'alaikum," greetings from the husband.

No authorization, husband try to knock once again no validity. You look at it from the window. Risda was at home, she was like frightened, sitting in the corner of the house while holding two knees.

The door was open too, her son opened the door, we entered, but Risda looked still frightened. Maybe he thought our arrival would provoke him. At the same time, my sister came, apparently she had bought rice wrap.

"When we come here to apologize, there may be our wrong actions, or make your heart hurt, for that we apologize from the deepest heart" said the husband, elbowing me softly, I know what the follower meant, he told me to apologize.

"Yes, Risda, we're sorry" I said briefly.

Suddenly Risda was crying like she could not say, just crying, her husband tried to calm down, but she kept crying.

"You are also what people say, you are indeed Angels, only this time I saw with my own eyes, the person who was slandered just apologized, I can't speak anymore," said Risda in between her sobs.

My sister cried, "I'm sorry, Brother, Bang" she said, holding her eyes.

The meeting became a place of crying, it turns out apologizing to people who are evil to us can be like a sword that slices people's hearts. I really learned a new lesson from Bang Parlindungan. But I must admit, it takes a great soul to apologize if we are guilty. It takes a great soul to apologize to the one who oppresses us. That incredible soul is in my husband.

*bang parlin is like a fairy tale.o.w yaa, this is a fairy tale...*😉