Black Stain My Husband

Ragu

"Why is he here?" Kirana closed the door again when she saw someone in her yard. The handsome man he was avoiding was precisely following him continuously like a ghost. 

"Who, Ki?" asked Bu Nuri who was preparing food at the dining table.

What do I tell mom?

Kirana is still confused, since her meeting at Aidin and Zahra's wedding anniversary party, Iqbal does often meet her at restaurants. Initially Kirana thought the man was just a fad. But now Iqbal came to his house. Isn't that serious?

Kirana led her mother into the room and sat down on the edge of the bed. Instead of being scared and closing the curtains.

"Mother don't come out, like in front of some robber watching our house." Kirana spoke in a whispering tone while landing her finger on the lips, giving the mother a code to be quiet. 

"What time?" Bu Nuri did not believe Kirana's words. Decades he lived in that house, and though there was never anyone who was as his daughter had spoken. 

"Really, Mom. I'm not lying." Pretending to put on an anxious face. Getting to know her mother is not easy, but it is often done by Kirana when someone who is not liked comes looking for her.

Bu Nuri grew suspicious of Kirana's strange attitude. Not usually the girl is a coward, which she knows so far brave, even the depollector who used to collect debts and threaten her was resisted. 

"Where do you know that the man is a robber?" tanya Bu Nuri investigated. 

As a mother, she cannot be lied to. Her brain was more cunning than her newly hatched daughter. 

Where are ya from? 

Kirana's racking her brain. Looking for the right answer to make her mother believe. 

Tin 

The horn sounds re-echo. Bu Nuri was curious, forced to open the window of the room that directly connected with the courtyard. 

He saw a handsome man leaning next to the car. 

"If the robber is as handsome as that, he will not enter. Let him rob mom's heart." 

Eh

Kirana was surprised by her mother's slightly silly words. 

"I mean Mom, what?" kirana asked to pull her mother who had not closed the curtain. 

"Will you betray a dead father?" he added not accept. 

Bu Nuri shifted Kirana's body, she stood in front of the dressing table. Looking at his face from the mirror. 

"Mother is very young, and I'm sure she's still selling. What if you marry again?" his words are full of confidence.

"If your stepfather is rich we can live well and live in a luxurious house."

Bu Nuri had just stepped on the head of four, she was indeed still very beautiful, there was not even the slightest frown on her face, and that was what made her compare with her daughter. 

Kirana clenched both hands, furious with her mother who was always flirtatious so when she saw the clear one. 

Moreover, Iqbal is not just handsome and charming, the man is also rich which must be a lot of women who are captivated. 

"Mom can't marry again!" push Kirana off upset. He went out and locked the door from the outside which made Bu Nuri giggle. 

Who wants to marry again, Ki. I'm just baiting you into quickly accepting the men in your life.  

Kirana opened the front door. Iqbal who did not move from his place. It was getting dark, but the man did not give up as well and remained standing in front of his house. 

"Why are you here, I told you not to follow me?" Kirana threw her face the other way. 

"I'm here to see you, what's wrong?" 

"Not wrong, just go in" shouted Nuri from inside the room. Waving his hand towards Iqbal. 

Kirana looked up at the action of her mother who was very flirtatious. Closing Iqbal's eyes with both palms. 

"You better go home, you'll be angry." Kirana pushes Iqbal's body, but the man does not give up. It was obvious the woman behind the window told him to come in, but Kirana was the opposite. 

"Who's saying angry? Your mother smiled." Iqbal lowered Kirana's hand. Reply to the hand of Miss Nuri. It looks like there's a green light that's starting to light up, and that'll ease his plan. 

Iqbal opened the car door. Not to go in, but to take something from there. Then bring him into the house, not caring about Kirana who kicked him out. 

"Open the door, Ki! You want to be an ungodly child" shouted Nuri's mother while banging on her bedroom door. 

Kirana walked slowly and opened it. There's no way he's left his mother locked up in a room for long. It will be angry. 

"If you don't want to be with her," Appoints Iqbal who is sculpting the doorway. "let her be with me," he continued. 

Even if Iqbal was not surprised, he was increasingly challenged between the mother and child. 

Bu Nuri approached Iqbal and told him to sit down. Gently and gently wash it. 

Kirana's getting upset. He chose to go to the room and did not want to meet Iqbal who began to talk with his mother.

For fifteen minutes, Kirana didn't come out. Iqbal felt ignored by the girl. His arrival was not really welcomed with kindness. Lucky Bu Nuri still cares who makes Iqbal at home. 

"So soon, I'll call Kirana first." Bu Nuri moved from her seat. He left Iqbal agitated.  Afraid Kirana is uncomfortable with her arrival. 

Bu Nuri entered Kirana's room without knocking on the door. Sitting next to the princess who looked pensive. 

"What exactly are you doing?" Bu Nuri rubbed Kirana's shoulder. He was worried about his daughter, who often rejected men. 

"What's wrong, Mom? I'm just tired" he replied. 

Bu Nuri took a long breath. "Iqbal is a good man, I see he is also serious, actually what kind of man are your criteria?"

After a long time just joking, this time Miss Nuri spoke seriously and showed attitude as a mother. 

Kirana looked towards her mother. They meet each other face to face. 

"I'm afraid of disappointment, Mom. I'm afraid Iqbal's just playing me. He's a rich man, who may sincerely love me who's poor."

Bu Nuri laughed and then shook Kirana's forehead. He did not understand the girl's mind. 

"If your mind goes on like that, all the men will stay away from you. Come on, at least try. You're an adult, it's time for a household. When do you want to be like this, want to be a spinster?" cibir Bu Nuri's. 

Kirana clucked in annoyance. He was confused to decide. 

"Now meet him, eat." Clapping Kirana's hands and leaving her. 

After digesting every utterance of her mother, Kirana opened the door and exited. He sat in front of Iqbal, opposite the table.

Silent

Iqbal could only stare at Kirana's pretty face, while the girl herself chose to lower her head.