Mahligai Infidelity

my dear Mr. Brian-

That afternoon Wulan and Hendy's grandfather continued to chat at Johan's house, they were just on the way back to the Wulan residence after lunch.

On the way home, Wulan's face that had been let smile now became moody. Lamenting his life with Brian. Brian looks very cruel and disdainful towards him.

“Wulan, why not wear your mother's white dress?” asked grandpa to arrive. His grandfather's voice was so smooth and gentle. As usual, grandfather never got angry let alone being rude to Wulan.

“Grandfather, earlier wulan had tried to wear mother's clothes. But wulan see the fabric is getting fragile, wulan is afraid it will even make the shirt is damaged,” replied Wulan. Lying was the only way to keep his grandfather from becoming sad.

“Ya already if you can't,” replied weak grandfather.

“Wulan know grandpa want wulan to wear that shirt on the wedding day Wulan.” Inner Wulan.

“Kakek Wulan will take Brian to the photo studio, Wulan will take pictures wearing mother's clothes then in big print for grandfather,” entertain Wulan on his grandfather who looks moody.

“Haha, okay. Grandpa will display your wedding photos next to the wedding photos of your mother and father.” said grandfather happy.

“Just Wulan will make the exact same size as your father's photo so that grandfather is satisfied to see his.”

“Hahaha, can be,” grandpa hendy laughs happily.

From behind the steering wheel, Arkan stared at Wulan from the reflection of the rear-view mirror. He was amazed at how the woman made his grandfather laugh happily.

Arkan kept watching Wulan.

“Arkan,” call grandpa.

“Iya cake,” sahut Arkan.

“How are you Richard?” ask grandpa.

“Daddy healthy cake,” reply Arkan briefly.

“Where is he now?” ask grandpa again.

“In Surabaya cake. Dad opened a workshop there,” replied Arkan.

“Good, grandpa is happy if he's there okay. Your father is a good man, Grandpa likes him very much. Had he been here, grandpa would have liked to see him,” said Hendy's grandfather.

“Dad often come here every one or two months. Grandpa can meet him,” Arkan said.

“Fear his grandfather has returned to the village, grandfather can not linger long here,” said grandfather.

“Not his grandfather has promised to stay with Wulan?” Wulan.

“Iya yes. Grandpa will always be with you and take care of you.”

“Not wrong? Wulan should be looking after grandfather,” said then leaned on the back of the grandfather.

From behind the rearview mirror Arkan smiled to see two passengers sitting in the back seat. Grandpa and grandson seem to love each other very much.

Moments later the black car entered the courtyard of their destination home.

“Our grandfather has arrived,” said Arkan then out of the car to open the door for Hendy's grandfather.

“Arkan, thank you for driving us.” said grandfather once out of the car.

“Same cake.”

“Mas Arkan thanks,” says Wulan friendly.

Arkan just nodded looking at Wulan's sweet smile.

“Kakek Arkan says first.”

“Be careful on the road nak.”

After the black car died, Wulan immediately brought his grandfather into the house.

“Kek, now taking grandpa's pressure medication. My grandfather ate too much. Wulan is afraid of grandpa's tension going up again,” said Wulan.

The grandfather simply obeyed Wulan's words.

“Yes already, grandpa break. Wulan is going to the room,” said her grandson.

Inside the room, Wulan directly picked up her black suitcase. She took her mother's white dress.

“If seamlessly will certainly not look its tear marks. Must be sewn, then Wulan will persuade Brian to the photo studio.” Inner Wulan.

“Bi Narsih must have needles and thread,” her inner again.

Wulan rushed towards the back room. There bi Narsih was cleaning the table with another old woman.

“Dun, soon non Kingdom arrived. We have to work extra hard again,” said bi Narsih.

“Mbak, there is already a mistress. Why is non Raya still with mister?” ask Indun.

“Mbak also did not know, just now sir called. He said he was ready for a room for non Kingdom,” said Narsih.

Hearing the tinge of uneasiness in the conversation of the two old ladies, Wulan ventured forward and asked.

“Nyo Nyonyah? What is it worth Nyah?” ask Narsih.

“Who is non Raya bi? Said he was going here?” ask Wulan again.

“It was Nyah, non Kingdom lover sir,” replied Narsih while looking down.

“Raya, must be the woman who was on the phone this morning Brian.” Inner Wulan.

“Bi, just let them. Why is aunt worried so much if your lover is here. Their relationship is none of our business,” said Wulan calm bi Narsih.

“Indeed it's none of our business, but what about the mistress?” ask bi Narsih.

“I don't care about their business. Their relationship is also not my business—” Wulan was silent for a moment. “but grandfather, if grandfather sees this he will definitely be sad and disappointed.” Wulan's face looks panicked. He was very concerned about his grandfather's health.

“Daddy, we can't do anything. We are not who is in this house,” said bi Narsih.

“When they come?” ask Wulan.

“Maybe it's already on its way here. Said the master is ready for his room immediately,” said Bi Narsih.

Wulan stood pacing back and forth while thinking of ways. If Brian is clearly cheating in front of Wulan and until discovered by grandfather. Then…

Wulan gasped, the sound of a car horn just sounded in the front yard.

“Bi, they've arrived!” wulan was getting more agitated.

“Ware grandfather where now?” ask Narsih.

“Grandfather is resting in his room.”

“The girl went back to the mistress' room and pura pura sick. Let the master go straight upstairs. If here the voice of the master and non Raya can be heard up to the grandfather's room,” bi Narsih's suggestion while pushing slowly the wulan body towards the stairs.

“Buruan Nyah, we will welcome the master in front and say the mistress in the room is sick,” said bi Narsih.

“I Yes bi, I'm going to the room now,” Wulan said while rushing up to the second floor.

Bi Narsih went straight to the door welcoming the arrival of Brian and Raya.

Once in the room, Wulan headed straight for the dressing room. He immediately changed his clothes in a simple white dress then lay weakly on the bed.

The door sounds open. Brian's footsteps grew closer.

“People of the village,” call him.

“Haha, darling. He must have a name. Your nickname is too rough,” said a woman who definitely is Raya.

Brian patted Wulan's feet violently.

“Build!” snapped it.

“Tu sir,” says Wulan weakly.

“Who told you to be lazy like this?” ask Brian.

“Sorry sir. I'm not feeling well anymore,” said Wulan.

“Wake up now,” Brian snapped again.

Wulan deliberately slowed his movements so that he looked right like a sick person. Brian quickly approached Wulan and dragged her down to the floor.

“Auugghhhhh,” squeals Wulan as his body hits the floor. Wulan fell right in front of Raya's feet.

“Isshhh baby, what the hell is this?” furiously. He took a few steps back.

“See, even you don't want to get too close to him.”

“Look at this woman's style. I asked you to come here to change her to be more worthy of being the mistress of this house. I don't want to be embarrassed in front of guests who come here. However, he will meet many of my relationships and colleagues. I don't want them to laugh at me for seeing that old-fashioned self!” Firm Brian.

“Iya yes,” says Raya to Brian.

“You, wake up first. You can stand right?” ask Raya to Wulan.

Wulan stood up from the floor. Maybe he was wrong. Turns out Brian brought the woman in because he wanted to change his style of dress.

“Who is your name?” tanya Raya's.

“Wulan,” Reply Wulan briefly.

Raya memhatika wulan from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. I don't see anything wrong with Wulan. But that's how Brian is. If he has decided not to like something then he will continue to dislike it. What else Wulan is a woman who is betrothed to her. Of course Brian did not like Wulan who arrived to be present to take the position of the woman he loved.

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TB