Holy Prison

PS2. 19 - Good Endless Smooth Intellect

“An, it looks like we can't just shut up.” said Mas Faiz.

“That is, Mas?” my many.

“I'm not comfortable near Sister Ulfa. I think so are you.” said Mas Faiz.

“I'm confused, Mas. On the one hand I am very happy to meet even a walk with Sister Ulfa, but on the other hand, I am not comfortable with her behavior today.” I said honestly.

“Which is more inclined, your sense of happiness or discomfort?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Fifty-fifty.” I said sadly.

“How about we ask him to come home?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Mas, but I still miss him.” I said.

I was very honest this time. Ulfa and I rarely meet. I used to spend years in the cottage, and when I got back from the cottage, soon Mas Faiz proposed to me, and soon we got married. You two have very little time. I didn't want to quickly ask Ulfa to come home, and it was rude to throw my sister out of the house.

“Alright, if it is like that.” said Mas Faiz.

“You're okay, Mas?” my many.

“Originally it makes you happy, I never mind.” said Mas Faiz.

I hugged Mas Faiz, Mas Faiz hugged me back.

“Ekhm, so no Nindy?” exclaim Brother Ulfa.

I hurriedly let go of my embrace to my husband. “So, Kak.” I said.

Brother Ulfa hastily left us. I looked at Mas Faiz. Mas Faiz showed his unreasonable face, I could only smile shyly.

We have not yet arrived in the kitchen. Suddenly Ulfa's phone rang. Brother Ulfa's face was pale. I wondered what the name on her phone screen was.

Unable to hold back my curiosity, I also extended my neck. Apparently Mama.

“Halo, assalamualaikum, Ma.” says Brother Ulfa.

Brother Ulfa glanced at me, then walked away from me.

“E... Ulfa, again at a friend's house.” said Brother Ulfa. Very slowly.

The deg!

It turns out that Ulfa came here not because of Mama's man. He lied to me and lied to Mama. What exactly is the purpose of Ulfa? I mean, Ulfa is good at cooking and wants to teach me that is something very good and good, but, in the name of Mama's man, I think it's outrageous.

“Kak Ulfa.” call me.

“Eh, Mom. Yes I'm home now.” said Brother Ulfa ended the call. He turned off the phone.

“What does all this mean, Brother?” tanyaku.

“What do you mean?” ask Ulfa.

Now his eyes are much different. He was blatantly displaying a look of hate on me. I feel familiar with that look. I even often display that highlight first.

“Sister came here not because of Mama, right?” my many.

“What are you talking about anyway?” Ulfa pretended not to understand anything.

“I heard it all, Brother. Why did you come here for Mama?” my many.

I really feel like I can't be quiet this time. I feel like Brother Ulfa's attitude has gone too far. Even though I have changed a lot it seems that my bravery is not lost. As long as for the truth, I will definitely peel it off until it is revealed.

“What a sister should not visit her own sister's house?” ask Ulfa.

Ulfa took a step forward. I'm not shaky one bit.

“Come to visit his sister's house of course you can, but coming up with a lie is another story.” I said.

I have a lot of courage in my heart. I'm like going back to the old Nindy. No. gabe. I can't be emotional like this. I have to finish this all right.

“Eh, I mean. Brother shouldn't lie to me, Brother can come at any time for no reason though.” I said, I forced a smile.

“Yes, I did lie. If I lie, what do you want? Wanna kick me out? Arrogant once.” said Sister Ulfa.

I froze. I really did not expect that Sister Ulfa changed the name for herself Brother to Me. An anger that is intentionally ventured with words.

“That's not what I mean, Brother.” I said. I don't want to hurt Ulfa.

“Already. I just found out that my sister is a person who does not know how to thank.”, said Ulfa.

“Kak! I'm sorryuu.” I'm going after him. But suddenly someone blocked my wrist.

I'm turning. There's Mas Faiz there.

“No need to be pursued.” said Mas Faiz.

“T-but, Mas..” I said to protest.

“The intention is bad, it should be him who apologizes not you.” said Mas Faiz.

“But he is my brother, Mas.” I said.

“Although he is your brother, his attitude remains unjustified, An.” said Mas Faiz.

“How about Sister Ulfa snitch on Mama?” my many.

“Looks like he wouldn't dare, An. If you dare later let me explain to Mama.” said Mas Faiz.

I could not speak anymore, I just observed the back of Brother Ulfa who had opened the gate and came out.

“Log yuk.” says Mas Faiz.

I also according.

“Neither in the lock?” my many.

Mas Faiz chuckled. “I forgot.” said.

As Faiz walked, I followed my husband from behind.

“We seem to need a security guard and a household assistant, An.” said Mas Faiz.

“Before we get married there is a security guard and household assistant, Mas?” my many.

Gus Faiz shook his head. “Nothing. I am alone at home.” said Mas Faiz.

“Then who does all the tasks of Mas own home?” my many.

“Iya, Mas itself.” says Mas Faiz.

I stopped my steps. The same Faizpun. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

“Tadi Mas said what?” my many.

Mas Faiz thought. “What's up?” tanyakanya.

“Not, earlier.” I said.

Mas Faiz thought again, “Iya, mas itself?” tanyakanya.

I nodded and smiled at him. “I like that designation.” I said. This is the first time Mas Faiz does not use the designation ‘saya’ to call himself, he uses a sweeter designation that is ‘mas’ to call himself.

“Eh, I mean.” said Mas Faiz misbehaved.

“Only, I like.” I said.

“Lho, don't you like the guy who calls himself ‘me’?” ask Mas Faiz.

I frowned confused. I don't think I remember ever saying such words.

“You don't remember?” ask Mas Faiz.

“Did I ever say such a thing, Mas?” my many.

Mas Faiz nodded. “Iya, you once said it.” said Mas Faiz. “But, you definitely don't remember.” said Mas Faiz.

“What we have met before?” my many.

Mas Faiz grabbed my hand, and took me to sit on the living room sofa, right next to him.

“We met in your house.” said Mas Faiz.

“At my house? Didn't you first visit my house when you proposed to me, Mas?” my many.

Mas Faiz shook his head. “No, An. Before that, I mean Mas had been to your house with Abah and Umi as well.” said Mas Faiz. “If not wrong already 4times Mas to your house with Abah and Umi.”

“Lho, when? How can I not remember? Have I ever had Amnesia? Oh when I was in the hospital?” my many.