Married Because of Ijbar

Chapter 28. Bullying victims

It was a different morning than usual. As he exited the room towards the dining room, Khayru witnessed a quite moving sight. He saw Maula who was laughing with the three ARTs. I don't know what they're talking about while focusing on Maula's little finger. Whatever they were talking about, Khayru was happy that Maula could be this close to them.

Because, during this time there was a gap caused by the less good Maula temperament. Plus the misunderstanding that occurred due to Khayru kept her marriage a secret.

At the end of the conversation, Khayru heard them apologizing sincerely to Maula. The atmosphere turned silent, until finally Khayru came to break the silence.

“Morning all ...” Khayru rubbed Maula's shoulder while kissing the tip of her head.

“Morning Mr..,” reply They are compact.

Bik Sulis received a large bowl of rice that was still puffing smoke-from Mba Tini's hand then placed it on the table. Before long Neneng again brought a crystal teapot filled with white water which he also placed on the table. Ma'am Tini put each one of the plates in front of his Master.

“One day, Ma'am. We can eat a plate of both.” Khayru pushed one of the dishes, slightly keeping it away until only one plate was left. He wants to be romantic with his little wife.

“Kok, so quiet? That was a really big race. On what terms, anyway?” khayru asked while scooping rice onto her plate. He stared at a lot of food. However, finally only choose the Maula's favorite stir fry. After which, he let it go first while staring at the faces of the women around him. Waiting for the answer to his question.

“That's a lot, Sir. Wedding ring Non Maula, really childhood?” Bik Sulis pointed with his eyes towards Maula's finger.

Khayru immediately tried Maula's fingers one by one and then looked at her little finger after goal. “Kok, know if this is a wedding ring?” ask him while making sure that it was a ring that was declared missing since six years ago.

He pulled the seat that was occupied. Prepare to eat his breakfast and the first feed he directed at the mouth of Maula.

“Bang, I can eat by myself,” whispered in shame with three pairs of eyes watching.

“Gak papa's. This is a husband's living for the wife. Brother wants to feed it directly into your mouth.” Embarrassedly, Maula had to accept the bribe.

“Haduuhh, his harvest-yet-tasting art. His head flows every day,” seductive Bik Sulis

“Things?” Maula chuckled at Bik Sulis' words.

“Iya, dong . Not that if you look at each other, bribes, eating a plate of two throwing compliments, that's all reward, Non?” said Bik Sulis while smiling.

“But that's for Husbands and wives, you know, Neng. If you make another story. The fall is even sin.” He turned his gaze to Neneng who at that very instant, Neneng faced the wall while pursing her lips.

Neneng close his body while banging on the wall. “About me a true jomlowati. Another heartbreak again. I can't be digitized, sangguuuhh!” He muttered to himself. His behavior, enough to invite laughter for a few moments.

“If shower together, sleep one blanket, kiss your own wife, can reward also not, Bik?” khayru asked idly while kissing Maula's cheek.

“Kaaan ...? The aunt couldn't stand it, ah, so. I want to know my husband if gini mah.” Bik Sulis immediately turned her body because she wanted to call her husband at home.

“Tini also can't be digitized, Sir. Can lemes if you see friendly people in front of the eyes.” She ran to meet her husband-Mang Sodik-who was washing the car in the yard.

“That has a husband just can not stand, let alone Neneng, who is jomlo.” Neneng grumbled while going to the kitchen. Before long, he heard his voice humming again while taking clothes out of the washing machine.

“How can you kiss my cheek in front of them? At the weirdo of his behavior earlier.” Maula banged her legs with Khayru's feet while showing a face of a jackass.

“Involuntary. Let them misbehave.” Khayru. “Abang happy to see you guys are very familiar,”

Maula washes.“Don't know why it was that familiar.”

“From now on, you should appreciate them more. But anyway, they are older. Don't grumpy. Don't talk rude. They apologized earlier.”

“Hhmm .. no appointment, yes.” Maula shook her face.

“Most no, reduce the little fury. Let Tibbir not be pleased.”

“Tibbir who, nih?”

“Iya bye yaaa. Later I try to always put a smile version pepsoden ad face, dah, ah.” he said rise from the seat after downing a glass of water. “If necessary, later I hug them rich gini, nih.”Maula suddenly wrapped her hands around Khayru's chest, from behind.

“Often-often, yes, hug Brother kek gini. Let the reward be much.”

“Beerees. Hugs doang mah superficial. I've been trained.” Maula let go of her hand because she had to get ready for school.

“Wait a moment Yes Bang. I want to get ready first. We are going to study today, right?”

“Yes, don't be long. I'm waiting here.”

After Maula passed, Khayru went to the kitchen to look for the whereabouts of Bik Sulis, Mbak Tini Sama Neneng, who was still busy with their respective work. He sat next to Bik Sulis who was sharpening vegetables for him to cook later in the afternoon.

“What's up, Sir? How dare to eat it?”

“Deliberately eat a little because Umi usually always maksa we eat at his home after recitation.”

“Non Maula to where?” tanya Tini who just finished sweeping the courtyard, then took a glass of water in front of Khayru.

“Still in his room.” Khayru turned her face upstairs.

“You coffee, no, Sir. Tini makein now.”

“Bby, but the water is aja.”

Before long, Neneng who had just finished drying clothes in the back, came carrying an empty basket while humming singing a song popularized by Lesti lately.

“Eh, no Mr.” Neneng stopped the fake song while keeping the basket in place.

“Come sit down first everything. We chat casually while waiting for Maula.”

“Kok, tumben, Tuan.” while laying a cup of coffee. Tini and Neneng began to sit down, taking positions a little far apart.

“Tadi, I see you guys are so familiar with Maula.” Khayru stared one by one while waiting for the steam puff of the coffee to decrease slightly.

“We are presumptuous huh, Sir? Pardon yes, Mr.” There was a distinctive sound of a knife touching the cutting board when Bik Sulis cut the potatoes he just finished peeling.

“Sama is not too presumptuous, even if you can, often invite Maula to joke like that. Make him smile often.” While also mreteli celery leaves. “Sorry, if all this time Maula's attitude is not good. Please don't hate him.”

“No, Sir. We never hate Non-Maula. Absolutely, not.”

“Moreover now he looks much sweeter. Udah more mature attitude.”

“His mood was when he came out of the room, very happy. Don't-don't-can't be, yeah last night? Hayo ngaku, Sir,” seductive Neneng.

“ Ah yes. You slept in Non-Maula's room last night? What happened there, Mister?”

“Lha. This is how the story goes, you guys even attacked me like this.”

Bik Sulis only smiled looking at Khayru's reddened face. He looked agitated while scratching his head. Until the sound of deheman from the direction of the door that had stopped the joke that occurred in the kitchen.

Maula who had no time to say anything, immediately greeted Tini and Neneng who pulled her body into the chair next to Khayru. They were both victims of bullying by his own aides, today. Their faces were made redder and hotter than the chili in the vegetable basket.

To Be Continued ....