Cajaroh

Angry at Fanani

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Yes sir, there is another thing, actually my wife when I know I eat together in the barracks is not immediately angry. But keep an eye on us and then follow us.” Reply Fanani.

“Keep y'all going where it was?” tanju.

“We went to an inn sir, and as soon as we entered my wife directly approached us and hit us both in front of the crowd.” Reply Fanani.

I could barely control the hand I had raised to slap Fanani in the face.

“Mas don't get hit..!” the sound of Khotimah screaming prevented me from slapping Fanani.

I lowered my trembling hand holding back my emotions. And I set my breath to steady myself.

“You heard what Khotimah said to the woman you hurt ? That is the heart of a woman, even if hurt by a loved one she still does not have the heart to see the loved one sick. Even if I slap you, it won't hurt as much as the Khotimah you gave False hope to. Although I have also hurt women, but not as bad as you Fan. Remember that, if you want to indulge solely do not to good women good and do not play tricks on the heart of women. And you must dare to be responsible with the risks arising from your actions.” I said advising Fanani.

A few moments later, Fatimah and Isti came, Fatimah immediately grabbed my hand which still seemed to hold my fist firmly.

“It is already a mas, Yasin has promised not to use violence in dealing with this problem. Fatimah please. That Khotimah also cried seeing you emotion earlier.” Fatimah.

“Iya mas will not use violence really, and this is not about Khotimah but the problem of the fanani wife who has betrayed Fanani with other women. Turns out that's what made Fanani's wife leave her home.” I answered Fatimah.

Then I saw Isti asking Fanani to step aside first, then invite you and Fatimah into the house.

“We talk inside, it's not good if there are people passing by talking here and also the atmosphere is not really safe from the interference of enemy Yasin.” Isti's words awakened me and immediately invited everyone into the house.

I almost let Fatimah and Isti come out of the house, if there are still snipers watching I can regret for a lifetime if something happens to one of them.

“Don't till your mas Rofiq know Fanani's problem Is, I'm afraid he also participate emotions can even drag me emotions also later.” I said to Isti after entering the house.

“Iya mas, just relax, Isti will not tell mas Rofiq.” Answer Isti.

“There are no words of kang Salim who talks about how to deal with science ‘Sukma’'s crew Is ?” ask me Isti.

“There is a little mas, mas Yasin was told to remember when the trip to the cottage kang Salim until returning to the house of Fatimah. Pay attention to every detail of the incident that mas natural because all the keys have been given kang Salim. Stay mas Yasin himself who must find the key to every problem that occurs. In other words, use the ability of Yasin mas in reading ‘ISYAROH’ carefully. And one more thing said Salim, so that the clear heart eliminates all things that become the hijab of the heart. Because the sharpness of the eyes born will not be able to see the Isyaroh. But only with clear eyes can Yasin read it. So order kang Salim.” Isti's explanation is quite long.

I was silent for a moment holding my head, quite dizzy to parse the puzzle of this Salim kang. From killing the snake that turned out to be the crown puetra of King Jinn Sosro sukmo. Then exposed to venom snare sukma, imprisoned and seduced by a female genie named Sukmini until having to act with Sukmini to be able to escape and many more. Not to mention after being saved by kang Salim and grazed by kang Salim, so many events that I experienced at that time.

Don't let Yuyutu Fatimah also told me to remember the events from the beginning I came with still injured and poisoned and then treated Yuyut until convicted in the same Fatimah my wife to be stretched after previously in totok my blood by Fatimah and her mother.

Eeh yes my wife can do blood magic as well, but can she if only be alone and teach me. So that if there are people who are exposed to the knowledge of “Panggiring Sukma’ and want to harm others can be totok so as not to move. Aah I just remembered, maybe this is also one way too.

“Eeh Fat, you will have cut my blood so that I am unconscious and unable to move. You can still not, and can not teach me ?” I asked Fatimah.

“Make what mas, Fatimah can not if only himself Yuyut might be able to. Fatimah's mother can't do it alone. Because it has to press two points of blood vessels strongly and simultaneously.” Reply Fatimah.

“Yeah kirain you can do alone.” I'm a little disappointed.

“Iya make what first ?” Ask Fatimah again.”

“Can not be alone ?” my many.

“Could not.” Fatimah answered briefly.

“Wah what a pity, in fact, it is one way if any of us are exposed to science ‘Sukma’ plates then it must be ditotok jln blood so that it cannot move so that it harms others over the control of the person who sent the knowledge.” I said listlessly.

“Owh can kok mas ! if for it can.” said Fatimah while laughing small.

“Haaddeeewwwh said from earlier if you can, mang you think to make what?” I was a bit scared of Fatimah.

“Kirain wants revenge with Fatimah, for what Fatimah did to the mas first.” My maxed-out wife replied was to strip me of her when I had to stretch me all over my body without exception.

I was actually irritated by my wife's prejudices, but amused as well. Until I laughed.

“Basically you are, very fond of ngisengin suaminyasiri. Mang you think I've never had any revenge, wkakaka..!” I said as I pinched my wife's cheek softly because of the rustle.

“What the hell are you talking about, Isti don't understand what revenge is.?” Ask Isti curious. I definitely can't explain it either. This is my inner husband and wife business.

“Lepasin mas Iih sick tofu, Fatimah reply pinch want !” fatimah.

“Ogah ah, you if nyubit rich pressed use gegep/tang taste. Asked Isti tuh you answered my question isti ?” I said with a smile.

“Kok Is, Just kidding there is no revenge Just mas Yasin aja who is curious about Fatimah. Because Fatimah knew that Yasin never knew.” Reply Fatimah. It even makes Isti more dumbfounded.

“What does Fat ?” Ask Isti later.

“Udah Is not necessary in the horror of Fatimah again kumat his prank that is. It is not to be considered the talk of Fatimah, she is. Back to the problem of bloodstains that was just Fat.” I said to divert Isti's curiosity.

“Don't, just make me can't go to another guy Is.” I said kidding.

“Ya max kalo sesame women mas sensi very anyway so people.” Answer Isti who understands if I'm just joking.

“Joking times Is, that's it sewot. If just a massage of the hands and feet of another man is also not papa if there is nothing else.” I said to Isti.

The joking atmosphere of the time was quite comforting for a moment to forget the problems I was facing. Sometimes such a simple moment at a glance has no benefit, said some people. But for me it was the most beautiful moment in the household. If in the household there is no more joking with family, it could be a less Harmonious household. Because it is always tense to face problems.

Therefore my wife and I often joke that way, even though the material adjusts the environment as well. I said in my heart, and I rejoice in the joy of being given a happy family.

Tappi arrived suddenly I became reminded of the promise of his wife Fanani who had not been informed. Though yesterday the promise was yesterday afternoon to give news. But until I came home from siding in the village next door even until this second there was no news.

“Kok arrived suddenly moody why mas ? so the thought of revenge to Fatimah ?” seduce my wife.

“Aah you are, ashamed of Isti Fat talking revenge. I so want his promise Fanani's wife who has not been told until now. Want when and where to find it, because yesterday just said while his family only wants to talk to me first do not want there Fanani !” my answer.

“Ya inquired dong mas, who knows the party there is also waiting for news from you later.” Fatimah. Well, I better ask further. Didn't I say he just wanted to talk to me first. And yet to determine the time and place, I thought.

“Iya really, I chat aja his wife Fanani.” My answer.

I pulled out my phone and wrote a chat to Fanani's wife.

“Assalaamu’alaikum bu Winda.

Sorry to ask about the time and place for us to discuss the mediation process between Ms. Winda and her husband Winda Pak Fanani.

if you have set the time and place please let me know.

Thanks though.

Respectfully

Yasin.”

Chatku on Winda Fanani's wife.

“Fat your husband Chatingan with other women you are not angry ?” Isti's seduction on my wife Fatimah.

“Yee Isti, now can joke long time can Iktusikan my husband you Is !” replied Fatimah.

“Enak aja you consider me a virus can be contagious ?” my protest was against my wife Fatimah.

“So Papa Fat, I think I should also study with your husband and you will if Isti marah can get along like you.” Answer Isti sincerely. Makes me so flattered.

“Harusla Is, it's not in vain you know I'm a loyal and responsible man.” My candaku made Fatimah and Isti shout together.

“Huuuuu GR u mas !” sahutya.

Candaku stopped when there was a reply chat from his wife Fanani.

“Wa’alaikummussalaam sir.

I really appreciate your good intentions, to mediate. But now I am personally pessimistic to be able to refer back to my husband. Because our family had agreed to ask me to divorce Mas Fanani. But to appreciate your efforts, please come to my parents' house today. We are ready to explain what really happened. Not just a one-sided story for my husband.

Thanks.”

Reply chat from Fanani's wife seemed to close the possibility of them referring again. And that means…?!?

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