
At exactly 12 noon, Rangka woke up. Sensi who was in his arms is no longer there. For a moment Rangka stretched her stiff muscles, while returning her consciousness completely. Get up and go to the bathroom. He flushed his body with a very soothing air shower. Not long after Rangka had finished her bath, she immediately came out, dressed neatly and cleanly and performed Zuhur prayer.
Suddenly Sensi entered with a hand that held HP. Seen by Hp the screen has just been extinguished, it means that Sensi has just finished doing social media activities or using it for others. What is clear, Rangka is now always filled with suspicion and jealousy if you just see Sensi playing his HP.
"Here is your HP" he sambarnya while reaching for the Sensi Hp that he still holds. Sensi can not do anything, he resigned Hpnya controlled by Rangka entirely because in Hpnya there is nothing suspicious or secret.
Rangka entered the social media Sensi, starting from Telegram, WA, also facebook. Only three social media that Sensi has, he does not have a tok-tok, Instagram or YouTube. WA and telegrams seem to be nothing suspicious. And now Rangka is browsing social media facebook. There Rangka looks a henchman entering the Facebook Sensi.
Rangka's eyes were fixed on the inbox message, even though the notification bell had already stolen her attention. But he ignored, he was more attached to the message in the inbox. One click and now the frame enters the inbox message.
Rangka's eyes widened, again she saw Krishna's name there, sending a message. And the inbox messages are reciprocating. One by one they read. There is no talk that leads to lust. But enough to make his anger back in the crown.
Especially just yesterday Sensi there replied to a one-time message from Krisna, whose contents apologized and told Krisna to end sending an inbox message or whatever. The frame of the head bobbles, although the reply from Sensi content wants to end the friendship in cyberspace in order to appreciate himself as a husband, but the heart of Rangka is clearly burning jealous fire.
"Darling, are you still in touch with Krishna?" tanya Rangka looked at Sensi sharply. Sensi. "But, the proof was yesterday that you're still replying to the inbox."
"Yes, Mas. Yesterday I asked Mas Krisna to stop sending any inbox messages, and now I will not care if Mas Krisna wants to send any message to the inbox," he said.
"The way is not like that, you just block the person, automatically he will no longer send inbox to your facebook. You gotit? If he only remembers her with a word like this, I don't think he'll ever stop sending inbox messages or stop bothering you. As long as your friendship is connected, he must have a way to contact you," Rangka said.
Sensi lowered her head, she could only be silent and not a word was uttered anymore. "So how do you want? Still keeping him as a friend and keeping him curious and sending inbox messages until you get back to retaliating?"
"No, Mas. I agree that Mas Rangka was blocked from a friendship. I also no longer want to be friends with any man if it can make our runaway relationship rung a mess" Sensi replied sounding serious and firm.
"Ok, now I'm blocking his friendship. From now on you and he can no longer greet each other because his name has been blocked." The frame was a little relieved, missing one worry for Krishna. And now he's back on Sensi's Facebook wall. His eyes were now fixed on the notification bell.
There are many notifications that tell you that Krishna likes photos and the status of Sensi that years ago. The frame passed through, because now Krisna can no longer contact Sensi either inbox or like any status embedded Sensi.
Then now it's turn to the notification of the friend request. Curious frame, he does not want Sensi to have a male facebook friend. Or if necessary, he does not need to accept friendships from anyone, not except women.
Rangka opens anyone who asks for friendship. There are so many friend requests on Sensi, but it seems from last year Sensi did not pay attention to friend requests.
But Rangka was stunned, her eyes were fully rounded when she was fixed on a name that was not foreign to her. Rangka knows the people in the profile picture. A grown woman and a small child.
"Delana and Glassy," his mumbling was stunned. Frame like do not like and do not want a photo of Glassy to be there, in essence Rangka does not like Glassy adjacent to Delana. The old wounds of the frame due to the betrayal of Delana three years ago now seem to revert and gap.
"This photo seems like it was just a few days ago. Delana used her friendship with Glassy to draw my sympathies. I don't care if he wants to find me sympathetic or not, which is clear I'll never let him get close to that insincere woman." The words in his heart.
"Don't you accept this woman's friendship, I don't want her to be friends with you. Or, you should not play Facebook at all. You are married, not ABG anymore who is looking for a mate, why play facebook if it is useless? Just add sin alone," he cetusnya strictly forbid Sensi to play facebook again.
"But, Mas. I was just looking for something useful from the group I was in. Not for the others, "attack Sensi a little protest.
"No need to protest, you want to follow your heart or I'm your imam?" The frame glared towards Sensi.
"Yes, Mas. I follow what you say, my priest," replied Sensi lowered his head. Sensi decides to follow what Rangka wants.
"All right, now I'm blocking Delana. You can still open Facebook once for entertainment. But remember, if you are caught using facebook for things that are not useful or infringing, then I make sure you will regret," threatened Rangka made Sensi shrivel.
After giving the threat, the frame was not enough. Now it's Hp's contact number. The frame checks the Hp number of anyone stored in Hp Sensi. But apparently Sensi had already deleted the other contacts. So the contact numbers in the phone are only the closest people. Rangka was satisfied with Sensi's move which he considered faster. That means Sensi has understood what her husband wants.
"Well, take your HP. But at any time I will continue to check it," she said, putting the phone on the dresser. Sensi just nodded but did not reach for that HP. He steps away from Rangka who is now preparing to pick up Glassy at school.
Sensi headed for the kitchen leaving the room that still had a frame there.
"Withy!" Raka called Sensi who was no longer in the room. Frame search Sensi to the whole room. Sensi no longer exists.
Sensi Rangka is looking for is now heading to the back garden while carrying black coffee that she does not usually drink. He felt very sad about the threat of the Rangka. His sadness is not just because of that problem, Rangka's words on the phone that made him still ring in his ear. Also when Sensi saw his name in his contact Rangka, with the name of the Stupid Bullies, he still remembered when it was actually not intended for him. But the pain flowed all over his body.
"Hiks, hyx, hyx." Sensi cried her back against the wall behind the house. This pain is the result of all treatment Rangka who is jealous blind. Though Sensi never committed treason against Rangka.
The cry began to subside, Sensi again sipped his black coffee which is now like a friend in sad and air. Until the sound of Rangka's car squeaked, Sensi did not notice it at all, he focused with heartache and tightness inside his chest. Usually if it had been shed with a cry, the tightness in his chest would slowly disappear.
#Enjoying the Delights of Ice Cream
Rangka is now on her way to Glassy's school, and she wanted to invite Sensi to pick up Glassy, but Sensi is no longer in her room. Forced to go alone because it is too late if you have to wait for Sensi.
The frame waved towards Glassy who walked slowly towards the school exit gate.
"Glass, who did you pick up?" sindi asked Glassy's classmate with typical babbling children aged six years and over. Glassy turned his head and replied, "i was picked up by Mr. Mamat Papa's driver." Glassy answered weakly because he was out of town during his Papa was only picked up by his Papa's surrogate driver, Mang Mamat.
"Sayangggggg," called the person who was now waving his hand towards Glassy . At the time when Iu also Glassy turned his head toward who should call the name.
"Papaaaaa," he shouted as he scattered towards the Frame that was ready to spread his hand. "Papa pick me up why not with Mommy, but I want to invite Mommy to buy ice cream at the store near our home," whine Glassy who is now in the frame deck.
"The mother was busy, so Papa did not invite her to pick you up, even if waiting for Mother, you will definitely be very late when picked up by Papa." Rangka takes Glassy to the school parking lot, then immediately starts her car heading home.
On the way, the focus of the Frame seemed to be divided. Between thinking about Sensi and driving into two things that are thought at once today.
At a glance when Sensi came out of the room, Rangka saw a deep sadness. Rangka suspects, the sadness of Sensi due to the exact consequences of the threat earlier that allows playing HP but not used for things that are not useful.
"Sensi seems hurt, he's too much pressure. Though my goal is good for him so that he is not easy to be good with the opposite sex especially now he already has a husband.
"Papaaa, stop by the ice cream shop," Glassy's sweaters spread the frame daydream. Fortunately Glassy remembered, if not, then he had kebablasan and hunted turn towards his home.
"Ok, come on, let's go downstairs for a bit to buy your favorite ice cream," Rangka took her down the car and led Glassy's arm to the ice cream shop.
At the ice cream shop Frame noticed Glassy who chose a lot of ice cream. Apart from her, Glassy apparently bought her lots of ice cream for Sensi. She loves Sensi very much, the mother who has only been a mother for a few months.
"Let's go home," Glassy invited while carrying a crackle in which there is already a lot of ice cream for him and also for Sensi. Glassy was so happy, the six-year-old boy was so enthusiastic about welcoming his meeting back with Mom who some time ago deliberately separated by the Frame for something reason.
Upon entering the house, Glassy immediately headed for the stairs. His main goal was only his parents' second room. Glassy sambl shone with the ice cream in a crackle bag.
"Mother, assalamualaikum!" he said it loudly with eyes rolling here and there. But what Glassy was looking for didn't seem to be found. On the balcony of the room is also not there, in all the rooms upstairs Sensi not found. Glassy was very sad. She started to tear up and was about to cry.
"Bundaaa," she was sad. Rangka immediately approached and saw Glassy was so sad.
"Princess Papa why, why are you crying?" wonder Rangka while squatting equal to the height of Glassy.
"Mother is not there, Pa. I've searched the whole room but still nothing, Mother is missing," her whine broke into tears.
The frame smiled amusedly at Glassy's confession. "Mother, not lost, dear. Papa think Mommy is in the back garden, Mother usually often go there if it is for. And usually what Mother does is water her favorite flowers," said Rangka explained and persuaded Glassy who was already sad.
"really? Come on, Pa, we go to Mother there, I've missed Mother very much. And this ice cream must be loved immediately Mother, because otherwise it will melt soon." Glassy had already revolted from her Papa's lap and was now heading down the stairs to find Sensi the Mother to connect with.
Glassy is now heading for the back garden without looking anymore. But before Glassy opens the back door, Rangka suddenly restrains his arm while coding Glassy to be quiet and silent to give him a surprise. Glassy understood the meaning of his Papa, then he now began to launch the action to give a small surprise to Mother.
The frame and Glassy begin to enter the garden area. They both walked away. From a distance of 10 meters Sensi's body already looks sitting enjoying the expanse of flowers that look fresh, because it was already flush with water Sensi.
Glassy and Rangka get closer to the dreamy and absent-minded Sensi with an empty glass of black coffee on her lap.
Rangka wonder, since when did Sensi drink coffee let alone black coffee? The question of his sense of hers is now unraveled by the loud voice of Glassy who has shouted to call Sensi.
"Bundaaa," she shrieked and hugged Sensi tightly. Sensi who had been daydreaming since, he jolted instead of playing so that his body was embraced as if it would topple over. Sigap Rangka held Sensi's body which has now begun to lean.
"Sensi, Glassy," she called the two women of different generations with worried faces.
"Yes, geez." Sensi looked up in surprise while confirming the position of his heavy body due to Glassy's body falling onto his body.
"Glassy, honey," she hugged Glassy with a longing. The clear thread in the corner of Sensi's eyes is now starting to break down his defense. Sensi cried because of his longing for Glassy so big, now he can spill.
"Mother, I buy you a lot of Mother's favorite ice cream. Come on, let's eat the ice cream immediately, quickly I'm afraid it will even melt the ice," cried Glassy as he thrust a bag of crackers containing a lot of ice cream for him and gkassy.
"Let's just eat the ice cream inside," invite Rangka to Sensi and Glassy who is still carrying a bag of ice cream.
Now the three of them went to the kitchen to enjoy ice cream at the dinner table. This togetherness feels so complete and beautiful especially when seeing the closeness between Sensi and Glassy, they are like mothers and biological children. The frame smiled behind the Conello ice cream she started eating.
Papaaa, that ice cream belongs to me. Papa just this, "prevent glassy when you realize the ice cream is eaten by Rangka. Rangka pretended to be shocked when she already knew it belonged to Glassy. To eliminate the awkward atmosphere between himself and Sensi, Rangka took the initiative to peel other ice cream packaging for him to present to Sensi.
Accept, dear my offering which is not so much. Immediately eaten so that the ice cream does not melt immediately. Shy blush sensi was treated sweetly like that by Rangka. That afternoon really became a joy for the Rangka small family.