He's Mine (Sharing Love)

Dents

Before calling his son, Nanda.

"Mas won't confess?" tanya mami, to her husband, Wawan, with carrying a bag of black crackle.

I don't know what the black crackle bag is.

"What the hell is Mi?" asked Wawan, who was confused, when he got a sudden question from his wife.

"You're playing, aren't you, with that widow at the laundry counter?" mami asked, pointing towards the road.

"Laundry where the hell is Mi? don't be so weird, make that accusation."

Wawan tried to defend himself, from all the accusations given by his current wife.

So, in the past few days, his wife got the news that, Wawan, often play to the counter laundry, which is in the alley next to his used goods base, which is his home as well.

In fact, Mami has never been to dry their clothes, mami and Wawan, because they are always washed by their mother.

Moreover, yesterday mami also found that, in the pocket of Wawan's pants, there was a payment receipt from the counter laundry.

"My family? You pretended to be laudry there, right, so you could get close to the gatel widow?" tanya Mami, while still accusing Wawan, if he was playing with the widow of counter guard Laudry.

"Mii. Don't accuse me recklessly. Especially the status of a widow. The widow is not necessarily a gatel Mi. I have a husband who has a lot of gatel."

Wawan actually lectured himself, advising his wife who was filled with anger.

"Oh, so not the same widow, the same wife as well, huh? that proud? What makes you proud to get out of this base?"

Mami, his wife Wawan, challenged her husband, whom she could never manage, to become a good husband.

"Not so do I mean Mi," said Wawan, trying to find an excuse, and calm his wife's heart.

"What's? What isn't it?" ask his wife, ask for an explanation.

"Mommy was once a widow. Shouldn't have voted for the widow's status."

The mother tilted, sneering at the words spoken by her husband, Wawan, then said that, "Oh yes, Mami forgot. If you are also the one who usually helps widows, in order to get the status of a wife, but only as a status only. That's what you mean?"

Now, Wawan can no longer say, because his wife is getting worse, and does not want to hear the reason he said earlier.

"Here, bring your clothes that you never buy yourself. If I were a very brave person, I wouldn't let you go, carrying a piece of clothing. Since you came here, neither did you bring anything!"

After saying so, the black crackle bag was thrown in front of Wawan's chest.

"Never come back here, if you can't change the behavior you have!" mami added again, giving a threat to Wawan.

"Where am I going to go home Mi?" wawan asked, asking for mercy to his wife.

"Where to go home. To the bridge or iron bars can also be!" mami said, by entering the house and closing the door violently.

Brakk!

Wawan was surprised by what his wife did.

Usually, his wife was easily seduced, and he gave her reasonable words, just like he had said.

But this time it seems different. Mami did not want to listen to Wawan's words, and still angry, for reasons that have often happened as well.

So, this incident, not just this time. But it's been many times.

And all this time, Mami always forgave herself, and gave her a chance, in order to change someday.

Unfortunately, Mami's expectations did not materialize.

Wawan, just keep going again and again.

That is why, he immediately asked for help from his son, Nanda, to find a rented house.

But it turns out, the misfortune experienced by Wawan, happened again to him, at the same time.

Nanda could not help himself, to find a rented house, for his residence. Even though it was only for a while, until his wife, Mami, was willing to accept him again.

*****

On the way to the station, Nanda, who was riding an online motorcycle taxi, met Dika by accident.

The car driven by Dika, stopped next to the motorcycle ojek, because of the red light.

Dika's sports car, is in an open state. That was why, Nanda was able to recognize him right away. So was Dika, who happened to be looking at him.

"Station," answered Nanda short.

"Where are you going?" ask Dika again, wondering.

"Go home" answered Nanda again, still the same, without giving a long explanation.

"She, how's Loe's cousin, Ara?" Dika asked about Ara's news, to Dika.

But Nanda was silent, and did not intend to give an answer, to the question posed by Dika, about Ara, who was currently in America there.

"Woi, not really?"

Dika was annoyed, because Nanda did not answer the question from him.

"Hi..."

Dika no longer continued his sentence, because the traffic light, had changed with green.

"Ah, fuck!" Dika grumbled to himself, regretfully.

"Huh! No Nanda, no Ara. Equally doubtful!"

In a fit of annoyance, Dika again grumbled, still feeling a grudge, at Ara, who he thought was already playing back with the Clouds, unbeknownst to him at the time.

"Damn. No, no, it's the same!"

Dika kept my massage, in his car.

"Oh yeah, I never saw that Ara again, banging a motorcycle with the Nanda. Does he change schools, droup out, or not strong to maintain values, so must pay and not strong parents?"

Various kinds of questions, appeared in Dika's mind.

And because he daydreamed while driving on the crowded Jakarta Street, the two finally did not realize, if there was a red light again, and hit the car in front of him. Who stopped first.

Bruackkk!

"Ohhhhh, whoa!"

"Woi!

"Hi, careful!"

Many road users shouted, when they saw the car Dika kissed the car in front of him.

Dika was surprised and complained too, when the steering wheel bearings came out automatically, because the detector system for the danger was recorded.

Fortunately, his car was equipped with all the advanced technology, so he survived.

But of course, not for the car in front of him. The back of the car was badly dented.

Eventually, Dika is asked to get out of the car, and is responsible for everything that happened with the accident.

In order not to cause traffic jams, the two cars, brought by the roadside, not far from the scene.

"But this was an accident, unintentionally," denied Dika, who actually did not want to take responsibility.

She feels scared too, if her mom and dad are angry.

"Look, my car is also dented on the front. And it's not cheap!"

Dika actually showed the damage that occurred to his own car, and did not pay attention to the damage to the car that he had been hit.

"Eh, that's your business. You are wrong yourself."

The car driver in question, did not want to know, what Dika experienced, because he felt disadvantaged.

"But, Loe it's okay!" refute Dika.

"Have it done, just call plain!"

Finally, there are witnesses who suggest to call the police, in order to be resolved properly and legally.

And Dika, trying to contact her mom or dad, to ask them for help.

"Hopefully, mom and dad are not angry, and want to help me by hiring a lawyer, " muttered Dika, while waiting for his phone call to be picked up by his mother.