Mandul
Chapter 101: Playing Sambal
"Fatim, stop!" Shouted David who saw Fatim was busy pecking while mukulin pan. While the man who was confined to the frying pan cried out for mercy. But–
Byuuurr!
"Aaakkhhhh .. Fatim is patient, it's me David." David's screams made Fatim aware that his future husband was wet with soto sauce in the flask.
"Allahu Akbar! Sorry, you cleaned your body. I'm not done with this guy!" Shouted Fatim who was still pressing the pan with both hands.
"Ampuun mbak .. geez!" Shouted John. Fatim who was still wrapped in emotion circulated his gaze looking for something.
Taps!
A sreekkk!
Fatim pulls plastic rope commonly used for napkin clothesline. After tying the perpetrator's feet and hands, the fatim took a large boiler to replace the frying pan as John's confinement.
David had finished cleaning himself, the man was amazed at what Fatim was doing.
'Shit, I just touched his hand. Now bonyok I made it, ' Gerutu John in heart, all his head hurt and spinning due to the blow and the deafening sound of the frying pan.
Duueng!
"Who are you?! come ngaku .. would you mind sambel your face? huh!" Ask Fatim garang. Fatim hit the boiler with a wooden sutile, now the woman is sitting in front of John who is now confined to a boiler.
"My-my John mbak. Forgive me not to hit the dress again mbak, dizzy my head!" Shouted John from inside the boiler.
"Who told you?!" Ask Fatim again. The woman was already preparing to hit a wooden sutile on the boiler, but the woman gave the code to David to pick up the seasoning that had been pureed. David understood and went to pick up the spice.
"I'm alone, I-I wasn't told by anyone," John replied stammering. Fatim smiled slanted and opened the boiler so he could look at John's face.
Glondaw!
The cage was thrown in any direction, Fatim stared intently at the pair of male neutrals on whose forehead were two lumps. David stood behind the man whose legs and hands were already tied to a plastic rope for a napkin clothesline.
“Ti-no one told me mbak, sa-I just like it with mbaknya.” The man looked down because his head was suffocating and his ears were buzzing.
‘Kalo in the action pills, the hero who is again ya if it has paralyzed the enemy? aahh yes .. I know, I remember.’ Fatim monologued in his heart and a glimpse of a triumphant smile appeared in his eyes.
“Ehhh .. mbak want what? How come you love me, pardon me .. Heempp!” John shouted directly in silence with a napkin on the table. The man wanted to vomit because the napkin in his mouth stank so bad.
“Tell me honestly, mas .. please you video ni person, after it is viral. Not bad we can get the cuan,”ucap Fatim origin while giving his phone to David. The new David was amazed by the action of the wife-to-be quickly welcomed Fatim's mobile phone.
This time the Dutch man did not say much, he wanted to give Fatim space and time until the woman handed him the suspect.
“Ahha .. can, I want to see in your hape, all I want to photograph your handsome face that was said to want to have fun with me, yes to?!” ask Fatim fiercely. The woman immediately opened John's phone and saw the last call coming from Novi. Fatim quickly recorded the number listed with the name Novi in the customer's bon notebook.
“Bener mbak, I no one told ..” said John with a troubled face. Fatim just laughed on his side. The woman took the mashed chili, then brought it closer to John's sense of smell.
“Sampean know the pedes sambel? Let's say now who told you, or your face is not maskin use this ulek sambel!” Threatening Fatim full of emphasis. John's eyes were round, only this time he faced extreme mak-mak like Fatim.
“Mrs Novi, her wife this lord bule.” Answer John quickly. He did not want to play sambal with Fatim, because Fatim was not the woman he expected.
“Novi?” hiss David with a face of disbelief. While his hands were still faithfully recording what happened.
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Today Ngarsinah already feels good and intends to go to the store. After a long time the woman was absent due to the effects of pregnancy in the first trimester, Yuni who saw the arrival of Ngarsinah immediately greeted with a cheerful smile.
“Duuhh bu boss how are you?” Yuni asked while hugging Ngarsinah.
“Good boss deck, hahaha .. Come in,” Take Ngarsinah by road while embracing Yuni. Arriving inside their room, Yuni impatiently wanted to tell the great news she had already endured.
“Arsi, do you know Fatim? his son Lek Satiyam, a worker in your father's garden” Tanya Yuni while preparing fruit on a plate for Ngarsinah snacks.
“Hmmm .. I've heard that name, but I don't remember which one? you know Yun, I do a lot of garden administration than workers. Why Yun?” Tanya Ngarsinah who did not want to linger remembering. The pregnant woman was more curious as to what Yuni would tell her.
“Fatim was living in this city too, and you know the story? He holds a big secret about your infertility all along,” Yuni said with a serious expression.
“Haahh .. How can I tell? and you see for yourself Yun, God is all good, I am now pregnant.” Ngarsinah said with a happy face. Yuni also smiled happily and did not forget that the girl rubbed Ngarsinah's stomach.
“So gini story ...” Yuni told him everything she knew, Ngarsinah felt hurt hearing everything Novi had done to her. As soon as a Ngarsinah, she still has anger and disappointment.
“What's my fault with Novi ya Yun? How could she be so like me .. But all I leave to God to finish it all, So where does Fatim live now? I want to meet him Yun.” said Ngarsinah after asking for fatim address.
“Eeeiit wait a minute, we get an invitation from Fatim on Sunday tomorrow he will marry, take off his widow's term and will become David's second wife.”
Duuaarr!
Ngarisnah was shocked to hear the information from Yuni, while the girl explained it lightly and a smile spread. Ngarsinah gasped in disbelief at what she had just heard.
“Da-David husband Novi? david my ex-husband?”
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