Jaka Rasa Duda's

Who's the lady?

Ersya was still silent, she let the woman continue to observe her, she just wanted to know what the mother in front of her wanted.

“Who are you? This is Divta's house, right?” asked the woman after watching Ersya for a long time from the tip of her foot to the tip of her hair.

“Iya! Who are you?” asked Ersya so calmly. He did not know who the woman in front of him was.

“You maid yes here?” ask the woman again.

Maybe because of the appearance of Ersya who only wears

the house clothes and without the slightest makeup made the woman think she was the house maid.The bodyguard almost opened his mouth but Ersya immediately raised her hand, he signals that no one is talking but him.

See how the guards respect

Ersya, it seemed like the woman had observed Ersya many times, confirming if what she thought was true.

“Who are you really? Why are they so

honor you?” ask again.

“Who do I seem to be insignificant to the mistress, who is this mistress and what are you doing here? Sorry because I can't let you in without my husband's permission!”

“Chhhh, still ask!” the woman clucked, “I

here to see my son, where is he?”

“Who do you mean?” as Ersya knows, Madam Ratih is her husband's mother. So if anyone claims to be the mother of her husband it seems impossible.

“Divta my son and you who else? So powerful!” asked the woman staring cynically at Ersya.

This woman is making things up ...., inner Ersya.

"If it's true, please show the proof madam!"

Inside the room, Divia peeked out of the large window of her room. He could see how the woman continued to corner her mommy. He decided to contact someone and just a few seconds the call was connected.

“Iya hello, what's up? I miss the same

me?” ask a guy across the street.

“Dad ..., this is Iyya!”

“Iyya? Where's mom, why is your mommy phone carrying?”

“Mom swordfight granny cihil, dad! Daddy hayus

puyang, help mommy!”

“Alright, daddy's on the way. You stay calm, man,

soon daddy arrived, report anything that happened mommy!”

“Good dad!”

Div immediately turned off the phone call from his daughter

that, his face grew more anxious.

“Faster pack!” he told the driver who was driving the car.

“Good sir!”

Her anxious face could not be covered anymore, her hands

continuing to hold his phone, it was seen once a few times his finger tapped finely

on his phone, he really hoped his wife and daughter did not happen something, until a message notification entered his phone. Div quickly opened the message, it was from Divia. A photo taken from above with distance

which is far enough. Div has to zoom in on the screen to find out who

actually wanted to enter his house by force.

“Mama ..!” he muttered as he observed the face of the woman

it's in the photo, although it's not very clear but he can confirm if it's his mother.

“Faster, sir!” this time his anxiety increased. He already knew enough how his mother's attitude, far more sadistic than the cruelest enemies though, the play is subtle but deadly. And Ersya, she's not a match for her mother.

A trip from work to home that is only half an hour feels longer than usual. I just want to run and

make sure everything is still okay.

“You are actually ready Divta, why can you stand here?”

“I'm wife of Divta!”

“That's impossible! There's no way my son has a wife like you!”

He knew how picky his son was, and again his son had never been so serious with one woman.

“From yesterday I heard you say my husband is your son but you can't prove it, what proof does the madam have to prove it, so that I

are you really the mother of my husband?”

“I don't have to prove anything to women

like you, it doesn't matter either! All I need now show me where my son is, or quickly you call him to come home!”

Not until Ersya debated the woman's words, Divia suddenly ran and hugged Ersya from the side.

“Mom ..!” his call made Ersya lower her back rubbing her daughter's head which was right on her waist,

“Sweetie why get off?”

“Iyya don't want mom in cakiti cama cihil's grandma!”

“No pa pa dear, mom no pa pa!”

The woman seemed to cross her hands in front of her stomach, she clucked.

“Actually what drama is this anyway? Hehhhh, who else is this child ..?” the woman seemed to dislike the existence of Divia.

If she really is Divta's mother, shouldn't she know that this is her granddaughter? inner Ersya increasingly doubted the woman in front of him.

“Hei granny cihil ..., do not disturb mommy Echa, kayau canpek mom Echa cry, Iyya who will fight you, granny cihil!” shouted Divia loudly while shaking her waist.

So the Divia also does not recognize him ..., inner Ersya anymore.

“You are yes, small people have dared to be old people! Basic child does not know the rules!”

“So madam's greeting, she is still a child is not worthy madam said rudely to him!”

“He's your son? That's why he was educated properly, his mother

just urakan let alone his son, do not have manners!”

“Grandmother evil!” yelling Divia and pulling the dress violently made Madame Aruni even more angry, she raised her hand to make Ersya immediately block her by hugging Divia so as not to be hit by the woman's blow.

But he did not get the blow, as he turned around he could see the mistress' hand hanging in the air with it held by someone's hand.

“Mas ..!”

Madam Aruni was no less surprised and at the same time happy,

“Div!”

But Div's face looks so angry, “What is mama

did it? It's inappropriate for mama to be rude like that same mama's own granddaughter!”

Mama ..., so this mistress is right her mother mas Divta ….

Ersya was so shocked to accept this fact, the woman who was in front of her was really her mother-in-law. He was already disrespectful earlier, not letting the woman into his own son's house.

“What do you mean? Your daughter? Your daughter with this woman? You're married?” the question came out of the mouth of Madame Aruni.

“We'd better go in first, we'll talk inside!” div said after releasing his mother's hand.

...Life is learning how to deal with it not how to run away from it. Because no matter how hard we run, he won't stop chasing...

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