Don't insult my MOTHER

Chapter 32.

"Mom, what do you mean by mother?" jihan again questioned the meaning of his mother's words.

Ibra stared at Aisyah without blinking because of the sense of oenasar that is so great, how can aisyah say that ibra will be arrested by residents.

"That, you are not aware of what the mother is wearing." asked Aisyah pointing to the sheets that have been folded and placed on the table.

"What! I don't understand you, ma'am." said jihan scratching his head that didn't itch. She was really made dizzy by her mother.

"That sheet, jihan. I don't know where ibra got the sheets from, maybe he khilaf take the clothesline next door. What if the guy searches and thinks there's a clothesline. Ibra can be scratched by the citizens, do you not pity." replied Aisyah with probing eyes towards ibra. There are also other plastic bags.

"What!" jihan and ibra were again surprised, with the expression of the mother. But a second later the jihan laughed out loud. He even shed tears because he really did not believe what his mother said.

"a, hahaha... I wish it was true, Mom. Let him all be in the wine around the village." jihan laughed again. She was very happy, while ibra just kept quiet no matter what she thought. He really did not believe that he was handsome and a lot of money that could be considered a clothesline.

"Well, my mom can make me happy the most. Holy hooch! It hurts my stomach." said jihan.

"Have laughed, huh!" ibra was upset.

"Not yet, I'm really happy. Imagine how you're in arak around the village."

"God! This isn't hasik maling, ma'am. Let me explain." said ibra.

"Eh! Is true. Then mother is wrong well." said Aisyah felt bad.

"Mother is not wrong, the wrong is indeed she ma'am. early in the morning has turned the clothes off people." replied jihan.

"It's not the result of a thief, I bought it on purpose last night. Because in this house the mattress has not been put in bed sheets." replied ibra keceplosan.

"Geez, I'm sorry. I really have dzolim accuse you without asking."said aisyah.

"It's okay, ma'am, when I arrived I forgot, until this stuff is still here. I should've given it to my ice mother." Ibra immediately grabbed the sheets and some plastic she was carrying and gave it to Aisyah.

Aisha immediately entered to save what she gave, she went back to meet her mother and jihan who was still standing in front of the door without movement, seen jihan was thinking. His face was very serious about thinking of something he had just heard.

"Bengong. New ghost contract nyaho!" ibra origin.

"Wait, wait. Something is wrong, what did you say? You said in this house the bed hasn't been wearing sheets. How do you know that?" ask jihan with a probing look. His eyes were so sharp looking at the handsome face of ibra.

"Eh! It's true well, when I just want to talk." replied ibra lied.

Jihan looked more intensely into her eyes, inexplicably telling her that she was lying to her. Twice the words of ibra made jihan suspicious.

"Hey, stop looking at me. I know that I'm handsome, but the way you look makes me feel good." said ibra turned her face away from the jihan full of probing.

Ibra felt that she had to be more careful again, because it seemed that jihan was starting to suspect, the girl was indeed too intelligent to digest every word that came out of the mouth of the ibra.

"Jihan, come. Do not be too suspicious of others, it may be just a coincidence." said Aisyah ended the suspicion of jihan, although aisyahpun was a little suspicious of ibra. But, somehow his heart said that the man in front of him was just trying to pay attention.

"All right"

Jihan and aisyah immediately went out of the house to look for ingredients to be cooked. Ibra breathed a big breath when the jihan was no longer visible, really her chest was very tight to get an intense gaze from the jihan. He was afraid that Jihan would know the plan. If that happens, everything will fail. Although the plan to provide coverage to jihanpun not necessarily successful. But at least ibra was relieved because jihan and aisyah already had a place to stay.

Ibra immediately contacted Riko, and made an appointment to meet at a regular cafe.

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"What's your plan this time, ri?" ask angga to riana who is still cool with her phone.

"For what else, didn't I ask you not to see them anymore."

"Yes, but I'm not going to follow what you say. To be honest, I am still not satisfied. If only my husband hadn't interfered.... Aghhh! It sucks."

Riana still did not forget what bram said to her, she even threatened to divorce riana, if she did not want to hear her husband's words.

flasbak

"I hope you want to hear me this time" said bram when Riana had just entered his room.

"What are you talking about, pah?" Riana asked without caring about her husband's face was already very upset.

"Don't pretend to be stupid. I know you and I have planned all of this. As long as you know ri, ibra is on the side of jihan. And you know, he has now prepared everything to defend jihan and aisyah" said bram full of emphasis.

"And that means, you will face me as well." continued bram with eyes fixed on riana.

Degh's!

Riana was so afraid to see the sharp eyes of her husband. All this time it was just now that Bram was so angry at riana.

"But..."

"Nothing but, or I'll divorce you. If you wouldn't listen to me."

Glug

Trouble riana swallowed her saliva, even her breathing followed tight hearing all the ultimatums that bram gave her.

flasback...

"You take it easy, Ri. I will make another plan, because the old riki jackfruit also really wants the jihan" said angga. He threw his body on the long sofa of the living room.

"You just keep your sister-in-law away from the jihan, because she'll make it hard for us to touch that poor girl" he added.

Riana began to think of a plan, I don't know what else.

"How is the marriage between kinanti and najib? It went well." Ask angga.

"Ck! Don't pretend you don't know, you even do the trapping, just because the girl is najib's favorite." riana replied.

"Yes, you're right. I don't know what special that poor girl is."

Riana no longer answered the words proudly, she was busy with her cell phone reciprocating messages with someone who would help her get rid of the jihan. They do not realize that someone has heard all their conversations..

"You guys are really evil! You could be planning something really embarrassing... Hiks.hiks" Tears began to drip in the corner of his eye

"True jihan, someday when the truth is revealed. Then that day also the greatest regret will be felt."

"It hasn't even been a week, but God has shown us who is right and who is wrong." Mumbled.

Her heart really hurt knowing her reality. It is fitting that there is no wind, there is no rain, suddenly he wants to visit the house of the house, it turns out that God led him to know and hear the truth...

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