Husband, If Your Father Is On Your Mother, Your Sins Are On Me

Chapter 9's

After a week of living here I know that Jejen's house is only 3 houses away from my house. While the house of the other gang members, right in front of his house.

I'm the type of person who rarely goes out of the house except for important things like going to see if there are neighbors or people I know are sick, going to the stall, going to the stall, when there is an invitation to attend an event. My socialist affairs with neighbors are also as necessary. Sometimes I sit in the shop after shopping to talk about light things.

Ever since the school incident at my house, Ms. Jejen never again reprimanded me even when we met on the street. I don't care, I still greet him even though he has silenced me many times. I see, maybe he was angry because I replied to him at that time.

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My door was knocked on while I was focusing on watching. The repeated knocking of the door without pause made me a little sissy.

"Start!"

I was surprised to see the look on Jejen's face right in front of me.

"Waalaikumsalam Bu Jejen" I said with a plain face.

"Totally open the door! Don't know if I'm hot outside!" Ms. Jejen encouraged me to pull over and get inside the house without further ado.

"Re, ask for a drink that seger-seger dong. I thirsted from before at your door! Sleep are you? Very lazy, husband works leha-leha at home."

I set a suddenly tight breath. My emotions began to be provoked to see the behavior of this one creature. All right, time to play!

"What's Jejen's horrendous lady going to drink? Let Rere provide a special special for Madam who today looks vibrant in red and green clothes. It's like a flower in a city park." I can resist being annoyed as much as possible.

"Sirop dong, use a lot of ice cubes. Inget ya syrup, do not drink powder. Cough me later."

I slowly walked into the kitchen and made a drink. Back in the living room, I didn't see Jejen's whereabouts.

Crackdown!

There was a sound coming from my room whose door was wide open. My heart started beating fast, imagining who was there. True allegations.

"Mrs Jejen what's going on in my room?" I caught him trying on my bag that I put on Yandri's desk.

"Eh, you're Re! Just make it a shock! This bag fits me well. Can I bring this dong?"

I just kept staring at him until he put the bag back on the table. Without apologizing for having entered the private room, he passed towards the living room.

Without warning, the woman sat down and drank a glass of syrup. And now, he's turning to the second glass that was cubic for me.

"Seger...," he said putting down the glass.

I sat in front of him and asked him exactly what it was that he came to this house in the middle of the day like this.

"We're neighbors, aren't we Re?" tanyakanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Neighbors usually help each other, right?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"If I ask for help, can you help me not Re?"

"depends."

The eyes in front of me were staring. "How do you mean?"

"Well, my mother asked me for help in what way." The longer I'm getting lazy dealing with this woman.

"Gini Re, I'm having a sudden need. I want to minjem money, not for long, until the end of the month." Mrs Jejen smiled. No, rather grin.

I leaned my back against the couch. Stare at it for a while, and open your voice.

"Bu Jejen, we are neighbors. But, we're not that close until I have to lend money to Bu Jejen."

The face in front of me was red. I guess. It seemed that he rarely got any rejection of his wishes.

"Baggy you Re! We're neighbors but you won't help me!"

"Bu Jejen, I've only been a mother's neighbor for a week and I think I should help my mother? If for other things, maybe I can. You've heard the saying that money doesn't know you, right?"

Without guessing, Jejen nodded.

"Well, if money doesn't know a brother, let alone us who are just neighbors."

Mrs Jejen's face is now completely red. I wanted to laugh to see it, but I held on with all my might.

"Indeed stingy you Re! Yes stingy, yes poor! I want to pay money not to be given. Snob!" meaning while standing.

"I'm sorry, Mrs Jejen, but I don't like lending money to neighbors. Especially if there is no obvious reason. I don't want to cause trouble another day."

Mrs Jejen went straight to the door. After glaring at me for a while, he came out and slammed the door.