Happy Fajarini

Episode 26's

My heart was like it wanted to jump from its place. Capturing that intimidating look and filled with disappointment. Just a word, but his cheeks were already pierced with tears and sobs. My mouth's choked. Started to move closer to grab that leg.

I'm rested. My crying is growing. My heart also seemed slashed when I found my mother-in-law who is now silent a thousand languages.

"Mother, geez. Please don't hate Glee," I said. I reluctantly looked up because I was unable to look at the middle-aged woman's face.

"Mother" whined again when she did not respond at all and still stared intently at Mas Kukuh.

A moment later, my mother asked me to stand up and align our height. His gaze softened, he stroked my hair very fondly. I'm getting sobbing. Is this the kind of woman I'll leave behind? Mom wiped her tears and left us. Of course I was devastated to hear all this. Not to mention that mom is still very sad about the passing of dad. Who is selfish here? I'm.

Four days have my father left us all here. The funeral home is getting crowded as relatives gather into one here. The loud chatter and screams of the children echoed, like no one was grieving at all. Everything was sincere about the departure of the father and chose not to drag on in grief.

I have on many occasions chosen to dodge and not mingle with them. Not without reason, Mr. Steady asked me. It's certain they'll interrogate and question all sorts of things about my household. Of course I didn't want that to happen and kept pretending in front of them. I sit under an orange tree. The leaves swayed following the wind-blowing groove.

"Ra, there's Suk—Sukma. Kamu—" said Mr. Sam disconnected. I immediately went and left Mr. Sam who was still gaping in disbelief.

The sukma is really coming.

My eyes continued to trace Sukma's face among the people in the living room. There are some who smile at me and there are some who are still busy with their respective activities. I half ran towards the porch of the house and nil, there was no Sukma there. I also did not find Mom and Mas Steady anywhere. I'm getting anxious. Not broken charcoal, I went straight through this spacious house and not a single corner I missed.

I went back to the living room. There is no Sukma or Mas Kukuh. Who would not be anxious in a situation like this. What if mom kicked him out. Want to ask again sister-in-law, but not where is the trunk of her nose. I decided to head to the second floor, retracing one by one the stairs. Starting from Mas Kukuh's room, nothing. In the bathroom, there is absolutely nothing to do in the bathroom. As my feet were about to step down the stairs again, I stopped. Wait, is it possible in that empty room? Ah, time yes? But I don't know if I don't see it first?

I slowly approached near the door. Placing your ears to make sure someone is inside. Right my guess. Huft, I don't really want to overthink, but what really happened made me more and more overload thinking.

Cclek

Haha, right. The shocked faces of the two of them were like people caught cheating.

"Ra, you were there?" ask her Nervously. I'm holding back the laughter. I just came in, I was asked from there.

"No, I was just looking at Sukma. But it turns out Sukma is safe with you, Mas. It's safe in your arms." Once again I want to laugh looking at Mas Kukuh's expression. The Steady approached me. Sukma's face looked very upset at this moment. Rough grunting and throwing away face.

"Oh, Sukma want a break?" tanyaku and Mas Kukuh nodded. "Yes, go on."

"What's next?"

"His astonishment" I whispered as I glanced at Sukma who was looking at me more and more dislike.

"Sukma, I'll stay. Sorry I interrupted your break. Let my husband keep you here. I'm pinching my husband but don't get scuffed!"

Brakes

I rushed out of that room. The room contained a husband and his mistress. I giggled amused to call Sukma as an affair of Mas Steady. It was clear that I was the barrier between them. I have taken Mas Kukuh from a Sukma, my friend. Uh, best friend? Okay then. I will still consider him a friend even though his mouth maliciously berates and insults my parents of unknown origin.

I was tired and decided to sleep in my room. Let the brothers downstairs. They are self-absorbed and for food, they do not ask to be cooked or served. Ah, the comfort of this bed. I haven't slept in a soft mattress like this since I decided to leave the apartment and sleep in the Asuh House.

"Hello, Honey!" my greeting to Tegar who contacted me coincided with the door that opened and then closed again.

"Dead? How can?" Hardcore explained from the phone.

"That's so hot. But Raisa's fine, right? You immediately bury it next to the old one."

"OK if that's it. Good bye, my dear. Eduaaaccchhh." I clicked on the red button ending the conversation I had on purpose with a tone like I was crazy about love at first sight. I looked around, pretending not to know if there were people.

"Eh, Husband." Smirks. The man's hand was ruffled by the waist with a face as thick as it was. I raised my eyebrows, teased him.

Crazy, the face is long-simmering!

"Why is my husband here? Later mbak kelinya nyariin, loh," my god. The man's face flushed and left just like that towards the bathroom.

"Solo career first, who invited duet again busy thinking scenario," always me who made Mas Stukuh slammed the bathroom door violently.