Husband Setting

Rentjana Naja

The hospital was suddenly so boisterous when Jen came out of it. He smiled, then walked leisurely past the reporters who according to Vaya had filled Jen's studio since morning.

"Oh my God, I didn't think that Naja was crazy." Jen smiled inwardly. How not, Naja asked Jen to the hospital this afternoon, driving alone, and blatantly showed himself. Vaya's help shows Jen's whereabouts to reporters, deliberately.

"Mbak Jen .. shouldn't you be arrested for assaulting Ms Tannaya?" one of the male reporters closest to him asked a question.

"I don't understand what you mean!" jen replied casually as she swished her hair haughtily to look at the reporter's face.

"Yesterday Ms. Tanna reported you to the police station about the mistreatment you had on Ms. Tanna. Why are you still free and there are no checks? Did you use your father's powers to be lawless?" assault that reporter again.

Jen swept her gaze toward the entire reporter who was fussing at her. Then she took off the glasses that framed her beautiful eyes. Not to forget the sweet smile he was praying for all the reporters present. Only a worthy opponent for Tanna, be friendly and become an enemy? Unless you are a person who thinks a lot and is careful also tired of being bullied, of course this will never cross your mind. Be careful of people who are silent when bullied, because at that time he may be skinning your weakness.

"Perhaps, Tanna was just standing in front of the police station and earlier she was luring journalists in. Are you thinking the same thing as me? If Tanna comes to report, and instead finds out that she's wrong, isn't that suicide her name? You know, your sister said, Tanna's on parole, so if she's in trouble again, what are the consequences?" Naja's words made Jen braver. He even took the risk of being hanged by his parents for coming out on his own while things were still chaotic.

Jen smiles considering how different she became just because of Naja's words.

"Before you ask me, you better ask Tanna, did she really report me? Or am I supposed to make a report?" Jen raised her bandaged hand so dramatically. "My hand got hurt because of him, is it not natural for me to defend myself?"

Jen flicked again the unraveling hair on one side of her face in a graceful gesture. "I don't think my family is silent because we can get anything done because of power and money. We weigh a good bad action. Papa said, something like this is nothing to worry about excessively, especially just because of jealousy and being dumped." Jen stepped up by flipping through the crowd. But the question continues to sound.

"I mean Ma'am? Please explain?"

"Who is jealous?"

"Tanna or Diego, Ma'am?"

"Surely Jen will marry the man who was yesterday?"

"Just pray for the best for us."Jen smiled in response.

"In the gossip account, your future husband bought a lot of flowers at a flower market? And someone saw her in town B buying Chrysanthemum flowers, what's that for your wedding?"

Jen smiled and put her glasses back on. Darren's mom is a florist. But it can be used this too. Jen laughed wickedly in her heart.

"Eum .. You know even better than I do. Thank you for the information, yes .. deserved all day he could not be contacted and canceled an appointment to take me to the hospital. I'm sorry, I'll go home and call her." Jen blushed contrived, in her head she imagined Darren must be having trouble helping her mother prepare orders while outside she took advantage of all that. Ah, let it be .. next time he will reply.

Jen rushes to her car and drives her car until she feels safe, then she stops and neutralizes her trembling body.

"Huh .. lying is horrible. I'm sorry, Aunt Desy, I'm pinching your son's name. Tomorrow I will return it safely." Jen muttered while exhaling heavily.

He rushes to reach his phone in the bag, then calls Darren.

At home, Darren is already like a man in love, filled with flowers. He was helping Desy prepare an order for a bouquet of flowers that had to be delivered quickly.

He had just climbed into the car, when he saw Jen's name plastered real on the screen of his phone. It was so lazy to answer a phone call from Jen, after the woman's speech last night. This day he tried to forget the heartache of Jen's speech by busying himself like this.

"Do you miss my number?" sergeant Darren when the phone stuck to his ear. Long time ago, Darren awaited Jen's answer.

"I asked Ranu just now."

"What's wrong?" ask Darren lazily.

"Where are you?"

"Home wants to deliver the customer's order mama, why?"

"For what? The tumben? Don't fuck me if you're just gonna tell me to lie again."

"Where is I like that? I'll just go to your house then!"

"Don't" stop Darren. "Let me meet you later, after I deliver my mom's order!"

Darren disconnects his phone without waiting for Jen to hunt him down with objections and all his whining. Then he slammed his phone carelessly on the chair next to the chair he was sitting on.

"Darling, why haven't you left yet? Waiting for the customer, my mother, son ...," Desy looks tired standing at the door. Still wearing an apron that says Daisy Florist.

Darren turned his head and smiled, "it's about to go."

"Be careful on the road, baby!" Desy waved her hand in the air. Desy breathed a sigh of relief as Darren left his yard.

"Dinka, help mama finish the house, son .. already afternoon, grandma has not taken a shower and soon papa will come home." Desy turned around with her hands holding her elbows, she was tired after preparing an order that today was very large for Desy.

"Ma ... Dinka cape," whined Dinka who had not had time to rest after returning from campus because she was asked by her mother to help. The girl of Ranu's age, relaxed her hands with her body bent slightly.

"Don't complain much, the sooner it settles, the more comfortable the rest. Just a little!" Desy rubs Dinka's head and rushes inside to take care of her paralyzed and elderly father-in-law. Rendi—suami Desy— is an only child, so it is certain that her mother is Desy's responsibility.

"Good afternoon" Jen stretched her head inside the house because the door was open.

Dinka turned her head, she immediately scowled. "Sore ...," he replied lazily. Dinka does not like Jen because of Jen's cheerful attitude, a lot of talk, and flippant. Jen was too confident for him. Since learning that Jen is hostile to Darren, Dinka further heightens her hatred for Jen.

"I went in, yes, Din ..," Jen came in and stretched out her hand to hug Dinka. But Dinka shifted her body away. "Em ... What's up, Din?" he continued when he was struck by awkwardness as he approached Dinka. She thought Dinka would accept her easily because she was Ranu's older sister. But look at this ....

"Well .. find who?" Dinka asked back. His tone was not friendly.

"Euh .. nyari Aunty Desy," Jen, he circulated his gaze throughout the room that became Desy's work space. "I helped rapiin, yes, Din ...."

Jen picks up the litter still strewn about and picks it up, ignoring Dinka's sharpening, cynical gaze.

"Mama's in grandma's room!" ketusnya while seizing the trash can held by Jen. Showing her dislike, Dinka dumps her face from in front of Jen who is sculpting quickly. Then he continued his work without reprimanding Jen who was still strong to help him tidy up the items.

"Jen ...," The call from Desy made Jen turn her head. "When did? Uh, why take care of it? Enter yuk ...." Desy waved her hand for Jen to follow her.

"Dinka, there are guests who are not told to come in, even let alone!" said Desy who made the atmosphere more awkward. Dinka bends her face instantly, and Jen immediately approaches Desy and welcomes the woman's hand. He didn't want to make Dinka look bad just because of something this small.

"Jen just got here, Tan ... Jen just came in and found Aunt." Jen smile. Then welcomed by his mother's friend with elusan on his upper back. They went inside talking stale.

"Basic face search ...," cynical Dinka.

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