
"Based on a bad boy!" Hasan exclaimed with glaring eyes.
"You should be ashamed to say such words to me!" Kiran.
"About you, Sika is much better. He never fought back, what else made this father suffer."
Kiran laughed mockingly, "wah, if Sika is your proud child, why can't she set you free?"
"Silence you're Kiran!" Sent Hasan, "if I knew you were this kind of dissident, I'd already sent you with your mother!"
Jedeer.....
Hasan's words really hurt Kiran.Kiran smiled with teary eyes.
Seeeeit, though,......
Suddenly, Marvel went in and threw some pictures of Sika with several men married. No more polite words, Marvel was sick of seeing this in-law.
"Look at the face of your beloved son. He's a man's husband's mistress!" Marvel told Hasan.
Hasan picked up the photos, it seems he does not believe if his favorite son did something disgusting like this.
"It's impossible to do something as embarrassing as this" Hasan said.
"Sometimes, what we think is impossible can be possible. The proof is Sika like that" Kiran said.
"Silence you're Kiran!" joked Hasan, "you two must have slandered my son!"
"Bring him in" Marvel told a policeman, "let him see his son!"
Hasan who was curious immediately joined the police. Of course with your hands in handcuffs.
"Mas, dari mana kau dapat semua foto itu?" Tanya Kiran penasaran.
"Anything I can get. Let's teach your brazen parents a lesson!" Marvel said a very angry word to Hasan.
Passing through several rooms, Hasan was surprised to see Sika who was shocked by several mothers. Some slapped, snapped and even kicked. The police who tried to break up lost.
"Stop,..stop,....!" Shouted Hasan, "don't hurt my son!" His words tried to help Sika with handcuffed hands.
"Oh, so you're his father. Maybe you let your daughter be my husband's mistress" said one of the mothers.
"Yes, how much money has my husband eaten this woman." Another mother's dream.
"My son is not like that, he is educated. There is no way my son is like that" Hasan said defending his son.
"Dad,....!" Sika was crying in the arms of her father.
"Look, this woman must suffer. We will sue him. Your son is brash, cheesy and worthless!"
"Stop insulting my son!" Jerky Hasan.
Hasan only realized that if Sika's hands were handcuffed, he was suddenly panicked and confused.
"Sika, why are you in handcuffs like this?" Ask Hasan.
"Dad I don't want to be in jail," whined Sika with his tears.
"You're still going to jail, I'm suing you because you've been intent on harming my wife and future children. The rest, it's up to these mothers." Marvel Sahut.
"Mas, let's get out of here. My head is dizzy" Kiran said as she pulled her husband's hand.
"Sir, take care of them all!"Tell Marvel to his lawyer before he leaves.
Kiran took a deep breath after she got into the car. I don't know, it feels runyam once if you think about his family problems. Actually Kiran felt ashamed of her husband, but how else, this is her life.
Upon arriving home, Kiran immediately rested. Marvel brought Kiran's favorite glass of orange juice.
"You get changed, baby" replied Marvel softly.
"Hugs,...." He said while stretching out both hands.
"Eh, tumben asked for a hug during the day."
"If you don't want to!" Rajuk Kiran's.
"Don't dong, come hugging!"
Marvel did not change clothes, he climbed into bed and hugged his wife.
"Baby,...."
"Hmmm, um,..."
"Thank you" Kiran said, confusing Marvel.
"Thank you for what?" Ask Marvel.
"Thank you for everything you gave me. Thank you for accepting me for who I am."
"Hemmm,.it used to not want the same mas. Say disgust is what om-om is brewokan," said Marvel joking.
"What the hell is mas?" Kiran pulled out her husband's chest hair.
"Aaaaa, honey. It hurts!"
"Sin...!" Kiran.
"Well, did you really?"
"Yes, I was ashamed, when the school children were chased by om-om. Where are the widows again."
"Keep now what?" Ask Marvel.
"Do not go far," replied Kiran spoiled.
"Maclum is yes, this mas brewokan does like to captivate the heart," quipped Marvel.
"Well, if you like it!"
Kiran and Marvel laughed, for some reason since pregnant Kiran's mood was fickle.
"But baby. I'm lethargic" said Marvel.
"Well, why the doldrums?" Kiran asked worriedly.
"Now the gold ration is reduced by eighty percent. If you can not play five rounds in addition to the ration now only three times a week. It's so sad."
"Patience dong mas, all this for the sake of our children."
"Hem, by junior Marvel. This face has to sacrifice a lot."
"Kiss dong!" Temptation Kiran.
"Start brave of you yeah...!" Marvel poked his wife's nose.
"Don't know, suddenly I don't want to be away from you."
"Honey, mumpung mamah go arisan. One round of noise, yeah...!"
"Can dong, come on...!!"
Unlike usual, since pregnancy Marvel had to set the pace in playing in bed. Marvel also did not want to hurt his son who was in the stomach.