Barra For Rumi

Minor Revenge

This day Rumi managed to brainwash her to clean from the dirt made by her husband, the woman can enjoy life without thinking about the fate of the household as long as corn.

However, the one whose name was trying to escape must have been the ends to keep coming back. Rumi must accept that when she returns home from her bakery, the burden of life awaits at home.

Taking a breath, Rumi scavenged his bag that was lying on the steering wheel seat, just then he could see that there was a car parked behind his car, it belonged to Lian, the husband.

Rotating the eyeball, Rumi immediately descended the four-wheeled vehicle. Tonight, Rumi has plans for two fucking humans who are on one roof with her.

"Darling, you just got back?" Lian asked, the man eroded the distance with Rumi while clutching the car keys into his pocket.

Do not expect Rumi will say with a sweet chant full of positive aura, too impossible because there is a woman who does not neglect her husband while continuing to step towards the door of the house.

Unfortunately, the door opened and showed a face that Rumi hated. The woman, the husband's second wife at once his honey.

If asked for a name, Rumi once again emphasized, he did not know and did not want to know. But, it seemed impossible that he did not know, because by itself the information of the woman was present to Rumi, which way? The mouth of the in-law.

Said Mama Lian, the name of the woman is Sofi Nirania Lubis, twenty-two years old, four years younger than Rumi, but, indeed age cannot be a benchmark of behavior.

Staring coldly at Sofi, Rumi entered the house, clearly with an extremely elegant aura and gesture.

"Rumi." Lian chased after him, the man was already a beggar in Rumi's eyes, and let him, let Lian know, that the price of hurting a wife was deep hatred. "We have to talk" Lian said firmly, entering the house.

"Mas." Sofi's voice rang out, presumably Lian was detained.

Rumi doesn't care, only she is grateful to never call Lian with the same call as Sofi. Imagining it made Rumi shudder in horror.

Continuing to step up the stairs, Rumi wanted to be deaf because she was sick of hearing Lian and Sofi talk.

"Mas, later. Mom, I just got home."

"No, I need to talk to him immediately."

"Jam dinner alone."

"No, Sofi. A moment."

Then, the sound of chasing Rumi came back. Cih, Rumi really does not want to talk about anything anymore, he just needs time to teach Sofi a lesson and then get out of this house.

Divorced does not mean he is destitute, Rumi a woman who has preparation for life, he is very brave to leave Lian.

Suddenly, Rumi's arm was pulled, and her body was forced to turn around. "We need to talk!" Lian stared so firmly.

"Otherwise?" asked Rumi lazily. His sense of regret vanished, let alone his respect.

"You gave me permission to marry her, Rumi."

"Continue?"

"Why did you become like this?!"

Can Rumi be broken? Her husband is not sane. "Listen yes, Lian Abimana. I'm a woman, I can tell what the woman will feel if you're not in charge of marrying her, that's a first. Then, the second I don't want any other victim of your demonic behavior, the fetus is innocent, he deserves to live happily, not be abandoned." Rumi brushed Lian's hand off. "I allow it does not mean I accept it. I told you, out of all the depraved behavior of a man, one that I could never accept, an affair. Understood?"

Lian fell silent, looked at Rumi with a surprised look, then turned into a frenzy. "So what do you want, honey? Please don't act like this."

"Still asking?" Rumi laughed witfully, but sounded like a demon with his sharp sword. "Certainly avenge this pain, for example throwing divorce papers at you."

Lian's eyes were instantly rounded. "Get your word, Rumi! Until whenever we won't be apart!"

Rumi shrugged her shoulders, too unconcerned. What Lian said, they have every right to sue.

Reversing his body, Rumi opened the door to the room, but, not entering, he took the time to look back at Lian. "Oh yeah, I want to take a shower, then I want to have dinner. Please tell your mistress, prepare my dinner. At least in this house he's useful, don't know how to straddle."

Brak!

The room door was slammed firmly by Rumi.

Lian closed her eyes, rubbed a rough face, and Sofi who had been standing on the threshold of the stairs immediately threw both hands, Rumi's sentence managed to provoke her anger.

...*****...

Barra, a thirty-year-old man, has the full name Barra Mahardika.

"Now, bonus dong, bang. Very tickle."

Barra's head shook little, he took out the wallet that was stored in the pocket of his pants. "Lo courier or cave master?" asked Barra to the sister who delivered her order.

The younger brother who was wearing the uniform of one of the whiny expeditions, was a twenty-seven-year-old man, named Wira Mahardika. "Yes, the same time is stingy, the veterinarian is rich."

Without hesitation Barra patted two pieces of money a hundred thousand rupiah to the forehead of Wira.

"Eits, less sugarcane. Add it again, Bang, let it hurt."

Hah .., Barra did not know to be grateful or to curse, his younger brother was really ignorant. Old age, behavior is still like a boy Junior High. "When you meet the cave here, you take dinner outside, you park in here motorbike."

The hero immediately gave respect. "Ready, Boss! Yaudah cave path." Then, Wira save the money given by the brother, after that ride his favorite motorcycle.

"Ati-ati," said Barra patting Wira on the shoulder.

Before long the hero left, and Barra breathed out softly. He may have a very stubborn brother. Already have a bachelor's degree but not used, Wira prefers to be a courier rather than looking for a job according to the bachelor he has, the reason? Just ask the Hero, who is clear father and mother them until the head is hard head of the child's head.

Well, forget about that. Barra entered a simple clinic that he just opened, certainly not crowded, there were only a few cats that had been delivered this morning for grooming.

Passing through the cages available, Barra's eyes accidentally found a package of products that he bought in another pet shop.

A small smile, in Barra's heart chanting a prayer, hoping to meet the beautiful women again.

...*****...

Once finished bathing, Rumi came out of his room, down the stairs with a red knee-length dress, not to forget the hair that he stalls beautifully with the aroma of comfort sense of smell everyone.

Rumi will prove, she is a classy woman who does not deserve to be cheated with a woman who has no shame, not only that, but women do not have empathy for fellow women.

Down the last step of the stairs, Rumi turned to the right, he found a dining room that already contained two humans, that's Sofi and the housekeeper.

Rumi put on a flat mimic and a cold, no-nonsense look took a seat in her favorite chair.

Sofi herself who just put a bowl containing sauteed kale on the dining table is now glancing at Rumi. He admitted, Rumi is so beautiful, also has the aura of a queen mother like the ruler of a dog country. Powerful, can be angry, can also be sweet. "I call Mas Lian first, Ma'am," he tried to be nice.

Rumi did not respond, which was agile to fill the plate with rice and side dishes.

In Sofi's heart he cursed, Lian deserved to cheat on Rumi, the woman's attitude alone did not know manners, about that was what was in Sofi's mind. And, just as he wanted to step up, Lian had already come to the dining room. In hopes of making her husband love her more, Sofi gave a sweet smile. "Mas, come sit down, all I cook," Sofi said excitedly.

Lian gave an equally sweet smile. "Thank you" he said without a voice.

Sofi nodded.

Rumi's? Of course he did not care about going around, his hands were filled with spoons and forks.

"Honey, very fragrant," said Lian kissed Rumi's temple.

Prangs!

A new spoon wants to deliver a mouthful of rice was slammed firmly on the plate. Rumi looked at Lian who was casually sitting down to the main seat, which was right at the head of the dining table.

"Never touch me!" firmly Rumi looked at Lian sharply.

The man smiled amusedly. "You're my wife, Rumi."

Rumi screeched, glancing at Sofi. "Take your husband or he back impregnating other shameless women."

"Rumi!" Lian warned, and Rumi did not care, he again reached for the spoon, continuing the activity that stopped, namely tasting Sofi cuisine.

"I take it, Mas," Sofi told Lian.

"Thank you, dear."

Sofi nodded sweetly, starting to fill Lian's plate. Ugh, if I'm honest, Rumi wanted to get her bowels out looking at the interaction.

Rumi began to chew the food, only five seconds he vomited new ones into his mouth. "Are you sure you can cook?" tanyanya looked at Sofi with an annoyed look.

Sofi frowned. "Of course, I cook everything, Mother."

Rumi smiled mockingly. "Taste your cooking before serving to others, I think, I can enter the ER because of this food."

Look at Sofi's eyes. "What do you mean, Ms Rumi? Ma'am, you can't like me, but this is too much."

"offended?" asked Rumi standing up from sitting down, revealing the power he had.

"Yes, I'm offended, by all of Rumi's childish attitude!" answer Sofi.

"Sofi," said Lian.

Rumi re-echoed her joke laughter today, clapping proudly at Sofi's words. "Smart, you're very good at understanding how you feel." Fold your hands under your chest. "If it's still like this you're already offended, how am I? Self-conscious, Princess. Who's the child."

"Mom! The childish mother! If you do not accept my presence, it is better to leave Mas Lian! Mbak is not pregnant yet, Mbak has no chauffeur with his own husband, even Mbak does not know how to be a good wife, so therefore Mas Lian turned away from Mbak!"

Brak!

Lian kicked down the dining table, staring at Sofi sharply.

While Rumi rotated the eyeballs, suppressing the heartache of the damn woman in front of him. "I don't care about your assessment of me, but thank you for being so attentive to me." Staying calm, Rumi dropped one palm onto the dining table, making a bent body focus. "Get out of this bastard? Oh no need to teach, I know what I deserve and what I don't. My one message," pause, Rumi smirked. "The karma exists." Finished, Rumi moved out of position, but, Lian held him back by grasping the wrist.

In a matter of seconds Rumi brushed aside, without even glancing at him saying, "Tell your affair well, fearing that he would be my partner." Then Rumi completely left the dining room.

Fuck those! Sofi is really the female demon that Rumi has to give her vengeance, oh this is not done yet. He likes to see the pregnant woman explode and feel pretentious perfect and good. Although emotional and upset, but, Rumi was satisfied. Know for what? "The poor fool," muttered Rumi up the stairs.

All because Rumi's plan worked, making Sofi humiliate herself in front of Lian and the waiter, wait for the result.

Sure enough, Lian stood up from sitting down, looking at Sofi with a gaze so angry. "You're wrong to say that to her!"

"Belain him?!"

"Not that!" Lian rubbed a rough face. "You're just embarrassing yourself, Sofi."

"Where do I embarrass myself?! Everything I said is true, if Mas loves him, Mas won't have me!"

Lian took a breath. "You're telling the facts? Sofi, Rumi isn't just any woman, you're stuck with her game."

"What do you mean, Mom?"

Lian glanced at the housemaid who had just put up a lazy mimic, more in the direction of disgust for Sofi.

"Aware of your current position, everyone is judging you the woman who grabbed the man's husband" whispered Lian, and that was reality. "Hold your emotions and never discuss separation or poverty is in front of our eyes" Lian continued in a whisper.