Gita Dusk Geetruida

Incitement

"Assalamualaikum," Zain said, cutting off the husband-and-wife conversation when he arrived at the door of Agastya's house.

"Waalaikumsalam, enter first Zain," replied Agastya.

"Thank you, you're ready, Ga?"

"It was but ..." Agastya rolled her eyes at the wife who was still a bit pouting.

"Hem, I can ask the others for help if your wife won't let you go" Zain replied understanding the reaction Agastya showed.

"Don't, I'd like to accompany you. Aya also does not matter, it's just that he's a little bad mood because again comes the moon," Agastya said in a quiet voice.

"Oh. Aya, is it really okay if Aga comes with me?"

"Yes bang, it's okay" said Aya.

"Well, if for example we were last night, you just stay at the same house next door Mama Alif, yes."

"Good, bang."

The two men left after saying goodbye to Aya.

***

"Mother, someone is looking for you" said one of the Agastya employees.

"Prospective wood buyer? You're the only one serving, I don't know anything" Aya replied.

"Bu-no, ma. Sorry, that guy's looking for you and a little pushy."

"Who?" Aya frowned, all this time she had no interest in anyone, let alone men other than the family of Mr. Ruslan and his employees.

"Hi, Arrabella," a well-built person walked as he approached the terrace of Aya's house.

"Sorry, what's the matter with me?" Tanya Aya was timid.

"Leave us, because we have a private conversation that is quite important," Latif told Aya kiosk employees.

Aya was still staring at Latif guessing what the man's purpose was to her house.

"I know your husband isn't home."

"Good, so you know that I'm not willing to accept guests."

"Hey beautiful, don't be so expensive," Latif tried to stroke Aya's cheek but was immediately pushed aside by Aya.

"Please be polite, take care of your hands."

"Haha, hypocritical woman. Just a while ago you happily undressed in front of me and we ... passed a hot night until morning, you forget, hm?"

"That was then, now I'm no longer that kind of woman." Aya really did not expect the man in front of her was one of her former guests.

"Haha, you're funny too. I have an offer, your husband doesn't exist and rather than you being lonely, I'd like to take you out for fun."

"What do you mean?"

"Don't pretend you don't know, Arrabella. Didn't you say you'd always miss my strength? Well Arrabella, so this is the time. I found you in the right mood, haha. I know you certainly don't mind and I can afford to pay you the equivalent of your fare at the Evergreen guesthouse."

"I'm not the old Arrabella, please go home," Aya said as she sneered.

"Duuuh, very fierce. You will regret rejecting me," Latif pulled Aya's arm.

"No. Off! Toloooong," cried Aya.

"Damn it, you can't be invited to cooperate apparently. Want me to use violence, huh? Prostitutes are just a little doubtful" said Latif emotionally.

"What's this?" Suddenly Mr. Ruslan approached Latif and Aya.

"Latif, what's your business here?"

"I-I'm looking for Agastya, sir."

"Searching Agastya? Then why did I see you pull Aya's hand?" Investigate mr. Ruslan.

"I-i ..."

"Have it, don't tell me you tried to tease Aya when her husband wasn't home" Ruslan said firmly.

"Yes, come with me." Mr. Ruslan took Aya by the hand and intended to take the woman to Zain's house.

"Hey, abah! What the hell are you doing? How dare you go to a woman who deserves to be your son" Aminah said, shaking her waist. She looked angry, as if she had caught her husband cheating on her.

Latif, who was following Ruslan and Aya, grinned while winking one eye at Aminah. Whether this had been planned both times or not before, for sure in a short time there were some people crowding around, wanting to know what had happened until Aminah shouted so.

"Well, this isn't what you see. I was checking the wood supply at the Agastya factory, and I heard Aya ask for help when I came, I saw Latif pulling Aya's arm," Ruslan said.

"Don't play that way, abah. You said Latif pulled Aya's arm, but why is your hand holding this itchy woman's hand, huh?"

Mr. Ruslan immediately freed Aya's hand from his grip.

"Please don't misunderstand me, Aminah."

"Cih, already caught wet is still avoiding also the base of useless elders," scorned Aminah.

Mr. Ruslan let out a short sigh, regretting his rash actions just now. The intention is good, but maybe the way is not right.

"Mr Aminah, sorry. Mr. Ruslan was only protecting me from that man" defended Aya while pointing at Latif.

"Curtain, you itchy female base. You're obviously trying to lure my legs, involving other people. Hey, gentlemen .. mothers, you see this woman, when she was a wife but received another man when her husband was not home" Aminah said in a loud voice.

There were whispers of people watching the incident. "You guys, especially the mothers, be careful with this woman because she is not actually from Jakarta before coming here but from A city, A, she was the prostitute at Evergreen House that Aga brought here" Aminah said, exposing the disgrace that had been unknown to residents in the neighborhood.

"Haaa?" like a choir, the people saw Aya not believing what Aminah had said.

"Amine, please .. keep your word," Ruslan reminded his third wife.

"Halaaah, watch what words, bah? Don't suppose I don't know what you mean to help Aga free this naughty woman from Evergreen's guesthouse, haha...if not because you want her warmth too, right?" accuse Aminah with her cynical gaze.

"Heh, I am a man who abstains from adultery. If I wanted to, I could've married her."

"What's? How dare you say you want another wife. You shameless old man" said Aminah.

"I said if I wanted to, it doesn't mean I'd really add another wife."

"Sama aja abah, if there is an intention so sooner or later you must do too. Listen mothers, fathers .. For the comfort of our environment, this woman must be expelled immediately."

"Can't be so, you accuse without proof, Aminah."

"What kind of evidence do you mean, bah? Should I find you fucking this bad girl first, right?"

"Well, is it true what Ruslan said just now that you're the woman who sold your body at Evergreen's guesthouse?" Ask a curious mother.

"I-iya, but I didn't-" Aya's answer was interrupted.

"Tid-what? Whatever the reason is still the fact that you have peddled your body to many men, what is attached to you becomes the content of your blood and flesh is the result of mutiny, haram!" Aminah quickly cut Aya's sentence which would potentially reap sympathy from the questioner.

"Sorry Aya, we appreciate your honesty, but we also do not want this environment to be polluted by your behavior."

"What do I do, what do I mean? Look I've repented, I've fixed my life and served only Aga, my husband." Aya tried to defend herself.

"Aish, devote yourself only to the husband, then why would you want to be invited to go with Mr. Ruslan. You must have seduced the man who deserved to be your father," accused other mothers of making Aminah smile victorious.