I know you're cheating

Inversely

"Mom is satisfied that my wedding party has been destroyed? Am I satisfied that I have to pay 10 million for Mama?"

Retno bowed in. The middle-aged woman sobbed without issuing any defense before her new son-in-law.

"Bak don't get mad at Mama, dong!" tika protest is upset.

"Hey, kid! Silence you!" point at Mauren with a slightly screaming tone.

"What?" challenge Tika not to lose.

"It's over!" Erik shouted loudly. "Tika, get into the room!" his orders firmly.

Tika grunts. He looked at the hateful Erik who was standing with his waist ruffled by his wife.

"Big bang!" tika shouted while crying. The girl ran up the stairs to the second floor where her room was. Nothing has gone well in her life since Varissa decided to divorce her sister. His life has changed drastically.

"Sorry Mama, Ren!" retno said slowly while trying to hold Mauren's hand. However, the son-in-law refused. Throwing Retno's hand quickly while glaring. Not willing to look at the face of the mother-in-law who had made her 10 million dollars float in vain.

"Rik, Mama apologizes" said Retno, who now turns to her son.

Just like Mauren, Erik also melengos. Apparently, the anger had still not subsided from within him earlier.

"Why do you wear a noise event at our wedding? Mama has made me the same Mauren embarrassed. Where do we both want to put our faces, Ma?" erik was frustrated.

Mauren who sat while flanking her husband's arm also confirmed the words of the husband.

"Mama, I'm sorry, son!" sahut Retno desperate.

"Sorry won't return my good name and money, Ma! Realize, right?" sulk Mauren.

"Mauren! How do you say that? You're your parents too, son!" Retno stroking chest. Shock.

Mauren laughed cynically. The haughty attitude of the woman slowly began to show without feeling awkward again.

"When did money know family relationships? Mama thinks I'm Varissa the fool? I'm not a donkey like him that Mama can milk at will, huh!" he said while holding.

"Mauren! Your talk is outrageous!" erik's protests that his wife's style of speech began to hurt. "He's still my mom! It's not worth talking to our parents."

"Our parents? Your parents only once, Mom!" Mauren stood up from her seat. "Why would I have a porot-in-law like him! Not thinking!"

Retno's heart suddenly hurt. The middle-aged woman was struggling to neutralize the suddenly suffocating breath. Aaron and Erik immediately approached and tried to calm him down.

"Why mom, Ma?" asked Erik in panic.

"Ma, why?" Aaron asked his wife.

Meanwhile, Mauren was indifferent. The woman chose to go into the room to rest rather than see the condition of her mother-in-law.

BRAKK!!

The door opened violently. Erik's figure appeared with a roaring breath and up-and-down chest. He was standing right behind his new wife who was wearing regular skincare before going to bed.

"Why?" ask Mauren cynically. Without turning around, he just stared at Erik through the mirror reflection in front of him.

"You almost made Mama wretch. If you have a heart attack, what?"

Mauren sniffed his shoulder. His face was not at all shocked or feeling guilty. Instead, the woman seemed to be calm.

"Eat it, tell your mom to exercise. Old age, less greasy eating. Do not like the disease itself but the edges we are also being repotted. Kan, males!"

"Well, is your talk getting too outrageous?" asked Erik who was inexhaustible with his wife's response.

"Expiritual?" Mauren was still staring at Erik through the reflection of the mirror. For a moment, the woman stopped her activity that was rubbing toner on the face. "I'm just talking facts, Mom! My parents are in sports. Their diet is healthy and regular. And, it's proven, right? Where ever they trouble us like your parents."

"Mauren!" erik shouted very loudly. His patience is over. Clutching Mauren's left arm then forced the woman to stand up. A loud slap was preparing to float on the cheek of the woman he had just exchanged.

"I'm pregnant, Mom!"

"Your work, Mas!" lirih Mauren crying.

Erik frustrated. On his comb hair with fingers while continuing to breathe hard.

"You start first, Mauren!" he said it was full of emphasis. Almost fed up with all the things that have happened in his life lately.

"I'm just talking facts, Mom! Wrong?" Mauren is still trying to defend herself. There is nothing wrong with words or actions.

"I beg you, Ren!" Eric held both of his wife's shoulders. This time, he softened a little. "Please respect my parents as you respect your parents!"

Mauren screeches. Erik's hands were removed from both his shoulders.

"Rather than worrying about my attitude to your parents, mending you worry about yourself, deh! FIND WORK! Remember, now that is, you are unemployed. Wanna?"

Erik's emotions boiled over. Why like this? Why is everything falling apart like this? Before, his life was fine. What's wrong?

******

"What are we doing here, Ta?" ask Varissa astonished.

"Later on, you will know, too" replied Dikta smiling.

With her hand Varissa entered a building that read Orphanage 'Love Mother' in front of them. Both of them smiled and laughed when a group of small children came and rushed to embrace Dikta scrambling.

"Ta, are you familiar with them?"

Honestly, Varissa was amazed at how familiar the children were with Dikta. They even called Dikta 'Om Ganteng'. That means they knew each other before.

"Yes. That's it."

"Can't you?" ask Varissa curiously.

"Because, once a week I'm definitely here!"

Whoa! Complete package. As the durian falls, Varissa feels she has found the right man. Not just attention and willing to sacrifice anything for him. Dikta apparently also likes to visit orphans and share happiness with them. Evidently from some stories that managed Varissa matches of some children's parlors. They said, Dikta often to the place with toys or just come to sing to entertain them.

"Mom, this is a little money to help meet the needs of children, yes!" said Dikta while handing an envelope containing cash to the mother of the caretaker. Her name is, Mother Nani. The thick-bodied middle-aged woman with thick glasses who always perched in her nose.

"Geez, Dikta! Thank you very much, yes! Dikta is very good with children." Nani's mother smiled warmly accepting the money. The corner of his eyes slightly let out tears as he was moved by the kindness of the handsome man sitting opposite to him. With Varissa. Now he knows where the 10 million went. Everything Dikta gave to Ms. Nani to meet the needs of the children of the orphanage.

"Together, Mom!"

"By the way, who is this beautiful next to Mas Dikta? Candidate, huh?" bu Nani Goda.

Dikta looks wrong. "The idea, that's it, Mom! Just, don't know. He wants to be my candidate!" Thinly glancing towards Varissa.

The face of the woman sitting next to him looked red. His hands were squeezing each other in shame.

"Yes would. Isn't that right, pretty boy?" ask Ms. Nani to Varissa.

The beautiful woman only smiled revealing her super neat rows of teeth. Too embarrassed to answer that question in front of the person.

"That's right, Mom. He doesn't want to" Dikta said, pointing at Varissa.

Nani's mother laughed. "Well, what a pity. In fact, who queues up to be the candidate Mas Dikta many loh, Ma'am!"

Hearing the pieces of the sentence 'who queued up to be the candidate Mas Dikta a lot' immediately made the instinct to defend the territory of Varissa suddenly active. Don't let this time the man was taken again by another woman. Big No's! Amit-amit! Enough cardboard men aka Erik were captured. The gondrong who likes to melt, DO NOT!

"I want to, Mom!" sambar Varissa fast. He looked so earnest that it made Mother Nani's laughter sound louder.

When he looked to the right, he found Dikta's smiling expression with raised eyebrows looking at him.

"What the hell, Va? Should that be her answer?"

Again Varissa regretted her actions. The mouth is always one step ahead of the brain.