Mahligai Infidelity

- Curious

That morning Wulan woke up early, with a cheerful face she immediately came out of her room. Of course by wearing his favorite blue negligee.

He walked down the stairs and noticed how empty the room was.

“For bi,” says Wulan sonorous.

Indun who was squatting wiped the chair shocked made.

“Mistress,” voice bi Indun who just jerked.

“Haha, aunty kok surprised so?”

“Kirain aunty herself who just woke up, nyonyah why wake up in the morning?” ask Indun while continuing to do her job.

“I want to see again the rest of the last night bi war, but unfortunately it has been cleaned,” said Wulan a little disappointed.

“Mrs can aja.”

“What does he want for breakfast? Bi Narsih has not woken up yet, he just slept after four.”

“No, aunt continued to work. Wulan can eat bread and jam. Oh yeah bi, master came home last night?” ask Wulan.

“Nggak Nyah,” replied Indun while shaking his head.

“Hmmm,” curiosity Wulan is still so big. “How did Raya hit the master last night?” ask Wulan.

“Do aunts know the source of their problems?” continued Wulan.

Seeing the nyonyah so curious, Indun finally stopped her work then turned her body to look at Wulan.

“We didn't see it directly. We where dare to go out Nyah,” replied Indun.

“Do you know where you are at?”

“We only heard their quarrels from behind our bedroom door. Sir shouted ‘you dare slap me?’ gitu Nyah,” Indun explained.

“Trus? He slapped her back?”

“We don't know, after that non-federal cry as it happens while apologizing. Mr. Brian told him to get out of the house,” Indun explained.

“Why yes? Is it because Brian is tired of him. Then casually drive him away?!”

“Bored? Indun tuan ga never bored with non Raya, non Raya is the lover of the master who is most often in and out of this house. When other women only come overnight for one night only and non Raya is free to stay for months. The master always told him to stay, but because of non Kingdom an artist, when he has a job outside he will leave,” explained Indun at length.

“Hmmmm,” murmured Wulan with mimic getting curious.

“Already Nyah, there's breakfast. If the mistress is still curious, why not ask directly ama tuan or non Raya,” joked Indun.

“Yes too, hopefully non Raya can return to this house soon.”

Indun stared at Wulan, a housewife who wished her husband's lover back.

“Abibi non Raya flavor will not return again,” said Indun.

“Why bi?”

“Well sir never come here, don't show himself in front of master and never contact him again.”

“That's yes?” wulan was disappointed.

“Well, lady why?” ask Indun.

While walking towards the kitchen, Wulan reviewed Brian's attitude at the Arkan house.

“Is he really insaf? He looked very nice yesterday afternoon, friendly to my grandfather. Did he deliberately drive away Raya because he was aware, Wulan's inner” is filled with many questions.

“While my grudge against the woman has not paid off, uh it has gone. Hopefully one day he can come back.”

…ooo…

Two weeks passed. Since the altercation with Brian, Wulan has never met Brian.

Several times Brian went home but only during the day when Wulan was in the office, it was only to change clothes and then leave again. During the weekend Brian will be busy out of town handling some of his new projects.

Outside of his play boy attitude Brian is a hardworking guy, he will do the best job possible until it really works. He will not stop until what he wants is successful.

That Saturday afternoon Wulan came to visit Arkan's house, he planned to pick his grandfather home with him.

Already several times to the Arkan house, Wulan has memorized the house plan. He immediately walked into the grandfather's room and then towards the back room.

“Mbak Ani,” greet Wulan.

“Mrs Wulan? Grandpa again behind Nyah,” said the woman who was quite familiar with him.

“Ngapain?” ask Wulan again then walk towards the backyard.

“Percumbang grow Nyah,” replied Ani whose age is sepantaran Wulan.

While heading to Wulan's backyard, he was pitted against another woman whose face was unfamiliar in Wulan's eyes.

“Who is mbak?” ask Wulan to Ani.

“That nurse grandpa, just two working days Nyah,” replied Ani.

“Nurse grandpa?” ask Wulan Wonder.

“Yes, it was Mr. Brian who sent her here,” Ani replied.

Wulan scrunched her forehead a sign of wonder.

“Say nurse graduated from the school of nutrition science, said the master, later she who monitors food for grandfather. Said Mr. Brian, Nyonyah was always worried about what grandfather ate so he prepared a nurse to reduce the worry of the mistress,” explained Ani at length.

“Oh yes, just now Mr. Brian from here Nyah.”

“When?” ask Wulan more and more astonished.

“About an hour or two ago, I also did not see what time exactly the master came home,” said Ani confidently.

“Check Grandpa Nyah, my bad luck,” Ani replied while chuckling.

“Iya you are back at work, let me meet grandfather.”

“Good Nyah.”

After Ani's death, Wulan continued his steps toward the grandfather.

“Kek,” Wulan instantly approached embrace her grandfather's arm.

“Grandfather Lan, the smell of asem,” reject grandfather who indeed backs his clothes look wet.

“Cake father, Wulan kangen grandpa,” said Wulan manjah.

“Haha, why didn't you come here with your husband?”

“Wulan busy cake, late this aunt Jenny rarely in office. He told Wulan to handle all her work.”

“Pantes alone at the end of this he is more relaxed and often once here, it turns out to have burdened my grandson with his work,” said the grandfather whose face is always smiling.

“Mas Brian why is this cake?”

“Your question is strange. Why is your husband here?” grandpa asked back.

“Yes Yes Wulan gaanya again,” ngocheh Wulan. He just wanted to know what Brian was talking about with his brother.

“Why Brian wants to come to see grandfather, even though he has not met me in a few weeks. Is it just out of respect for parents?”

“Wulan!” call grandpa.

“Come in, it's too late,” take grandfather.

“Come cake,” Wulan holding grandpa's arm entering the house.

Inside the house, Jenny's big voice on the phone rang out to the kitchen terrace.

“There is aunty Jenny cake,” said Wulan while accelerating her steps into the house.

“Tante,”

“Eh Wulan's. Ani said you were behind Grandpa's company. Aunty has already told Arkan to stop by the supermarket to buy some kitchen necessities. Let auntie cook dinner for you,” said Jenny friendly.

“It takes out all your ingredients in the refrigerator, aunt will see if there is something that can be processed,”, Jenny told Ani.

“There can Wulan banyu aunt?” ask Wulan.

“No need, there you accompany grandfather. You now rarely chat with her, affairs in the kitchen leave the same aunt and Ani.”

“Ta-but Wulan wants,” says Wulan disconnected.

“You sit here with grandfather,” urges Jenny while carrying Wulan sitting at a table next to grandfather.

Wulan finally resignedly sat at a table whose view could be directly towards the kitchen where Jenny and Ani were cooking.

“What is your work in the office?” ask the old man who sat there first.

“Wulan work smoothly,” answer.

“Grandpa hasn't been able to come home with you, you see? Here there are more people who take care of grandfather, even your husband has sent a nurse here,” said grandfather.

Wulan stared annoyed with the late grandfather who was getting at home with others.

“Again Arkan is a grandfather's family? The one who should be looking after grandfather is Wulan. Wulan is my only grandfather's family!” said Wulan with a frown.

“This child, not her she seneng much who take care of grandfather now eh instead ga seneng.”

“Not so cake, Wulan just feel grandpa now more,” Wulan's greeting to grandpa stalled. He stared at the man who had just arrived with many pockets in both hands. “Mas, from where?”

“From the market, where else?” replied the grandfather.

“But...?!”

Arkan immediately passed to the kitchen carrying a bag of groceries and then returned to the table where Wulan and grandfather were sitting.

“Ke market also does not have to be wet so right?” wulan continued to look at Arkan whose clothes were all wet.

“Ke suburban market mama subscription, to the mama fish seller subscription place. Trus find fresh vegetables at organic vegetable sellers,” replied Arkan.

“It's normal,” said Arkan.

“Each time you have not been able to mate, your mama is too hogging you,” said grandfather.

“Uncle do you know? Arkan's match is in Mama's hands!” jenny shouted out from the kitchen.

“Haha, you should be grateful that Jenny has a child like Arkan,” said kalek again.

While frying Jenny kept telling me about Arkan. Wulan was just cool to hear while sometimes laughing at Jenny's cuteness.

“Wulan come forward,” take Arkan.

“Why mas?”

“Don't hear my mama's babble, the more she hears her story the less it makes sense,” whispered Arkan.

“Ngak what mas, Wulan kepengen listen.”

“Ya already, I'm in.” While scratching his head that did not itch Arkan's face flushed in embarrassment. He also left that place.

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TBC…