Brother-in-law Looked at my Aurat

Illusive

I saw Brother Zian mowing the grass in the side yard. He was wearing a singlet shirt, so his sweaty, stocky arms looked shiny in the sun.

My mother-in-law's voice reached this balcony. Apparently Mama was also on the side yard.

"Son, you'll be tired if you clean this whole yard."

"It's okay, Ma. It's a simple job."

Mama laughed. My lips pursed looking at Brother Zian. Just look for the face, why busy mowing the grass in the side yard and backyard is quite spacious? There is also a gardener in this house.

"Yes but don't be too tired either, son." Mama said understanding. Brother Zian smiled.

"If Zian just shut up, even all the aches, Ma. It's been a lot of hard activity in the fields" he told Mama.

Hm, mumpung Kak Zian is busy again. I have a brilliant idea. I opened the closet. Looking for the precious thing I kept neatly in the box.

I slipped out of the room. Get downstairs and head to the room occupied by Kak Zian. Fortunately, his room was not locked. I swear I was so happy. Just this time I did something this sneaky, just out of anger at my sister-in-law.

My hands stretched out, unzipped black backpack and I immediately put the jewelry box that became Mas Raka's dowry for me between clothes and pants Kak Zian.

The jewelry box that contained a necklace, a pair of earrings, two rings, and a bracelet I had put in Kak Zian's backpack. I then smiled and hurriedly came out before the lady came.

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How do I act crying? I can't cry if I'm not sad. For the sake of the smoothness of this plan, I took the eye drops, then dripped them on both of my eyes. I blinked my eyes, it felt painful.

Next, I opened the phone, called through the video, it just so happened that Mas Raka was online.

So connected ....

"Assalamualaikum, my wife Darling ...." Mas Raka greeted me.

"Waalaikum greetings, Mas ...." I sobbed. More like pretending to cry.

My tongue feels bad. Because of my strong desire for Brother Zian to come home soon, I lied to my own husband.

"Hey, honey, what's wrong?" Mas Raka was a little panicked.

"I-that's Mas .. but if I told you Mas wouldn't be angry, would you?" I came back crying.

"Just tell me, honey. What was? You're okay, right? Does the wound on your hand still hurt?" Mas Raka looked very worried.

"It's not because of this wound that I'm crying, Mas. But the dowry jewelry box I kept in the closet .. is missing." I'm getting sobbing. "Something seems to steal."

"Duh, try to find more thorough, dear." Mas Raka suggested.

"Already, Mas. Still nothing. I'm so eman, that dowry jewelry set is precious to me." I closed my face, as much as I could.

"Patience, Honey. Ask her son's mother for help. If I don't see you, I'll change." Mas Raka calms me down.

"Yes, Mas. Is the maid all good?" I began to pretend to suspect the three maids in this house.

"Bik Fatma and her son Ina have been working in my house for a long time, they are honest servants. Marini's a good guy, there's no way they're stealing." Mas Raka convinced me.

"Then?" my chase. Want to mention the name of Brother Zian but hesitated.

"Yes, I'm sure the maid in the house won't steal. Two years ago, thieves broke into a house and took valuables in the living room. After that, nothing like that happened anymore."

"Oh .. Don't-don't, last night there was a thief entering the house or ...." I hesitated to mention the name of Brother Zian.

"From now on, honey. Who knows when we'll meet."

"Yes, Mom."

After the video call ended, I rubbed my chest. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.

"I'm sorry, Mom."

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Mama looked surprised. "Cock can be lost, son?"

"Fai doesn't know either, Ma," I said, sobbing.

Mama called out to the three launderers in the house and asked them. On Ina, on Bik Fatma, and on Marini. Marini, who was in charge of cleaning inside the house, she usually went home in the afternoon, not staying overnight because her house was close.

"I don't know, Madam, Non. The vow. It was sweeping and mopping in Non's room, but I didn't open the closet at all."

Marini said solemnly but somewhat trembling. He seems afraid of being accused. His head shook strongly. Look at my mom and me.

Poor to see Marini scared too.

"Where did you put it, son?" Mama asked with concern for me.

Kulirik Kak Zian who mowed the grass stopped his activity. He looked towards us.

"In the closet, Ma." I wiped my tears.

"You're not going anywhere, are you, this morning?" ask Mama again.

"So Fai went to the yard for a while when there was a greengrocer." I did buy snacks, Ina and Bik Fatma also shop for kitchen needs.

"Non, don't accuse me, yeah. I don't know .. by God." Marini reassured us.

"Let's find out, who knows you forgot where to put it, son. Or Raka's moving." Mama patted my shoulder softly.

"I've contacted Mas Raka, Ma. And Mas Raka doesn't know either."

I gulped heavily, because of Brother Zian I became theatrical and lied. In order that he would not be at home in this house. Maybe this is too much, but how else.

I became a man of faith ....

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Mama helped me find the jewelry I said was missing in my room.

Niente. I felt sorry for my mother-in-law too, there was discomfort in my heart, but other feelings dominated. I'm doing this, to teach Brother Zian a lesson! That's what makes me defend myself.

My bedroom door was knocked. I'm a little deg degan. When I opened the door, Brother Zian held the jewelry box while raising his eyebrows, looking confused.

He was seen bathing after cleaning the grass. Her hair was wet, the smell of shampoo was mixed with the masculine scent of her perfume. On his face, there were remnants of water making him look fresh.

“Loh, this brother jewelry box I'm looking for?” I pretended to be surprised while pointing at the jewelry box in Kak Zian's hand.

"Fai .. I don't know how the jewelry you're looking for is in my backpack" Zian said. He breathed a heavy breath until it blew into my face.

Brother Zian put the jewelry box on me.

I cried and took the rough jewelry box from Brother Zian's hand. "Why did you say you didn't know? Think this jewelry box has its own legs and its own way into Kak Zian's backpack?"

My voice was loud, so that my mother-in-law who was looking in the room believed the jewelry ... Zian's brother took it.

"I don't know, I cleaned the grass. And why would I take your jewelry for?" He shrugged his shoulders.

"If it's in Kak Zian's backpack, why don't you just admit that Kak Zian took it?" accuse me fierce.

"Well, if I intend to steal, why would I leave it to you?" Brother Zian asked back. Squeeze his eyes. Staring at me made my heart race faster.

Duh, I can't lose. What better say I? To convince my mother-in-law that Brother Zian was the one who took the jewelry box.

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