Mentari Without Light

Mentari Without Light
Parlourmaid



"Sir, my mother said through the back door!" prevent Laila half-whispering when she sees Mentari want to enter the house.


Mentari was a little dumbfounded it turns out her husband's friends are quite rich because there are four cars parked in the yard of his in-law house.


Who are those guests? Why did Laila forbid him to enter through the front door? is it very special, thought Mentari.


Mentari was forced to obey Laila's words to enter through the back door. One shopping bag from Alfam*rt order Mentari put on the kitchen table made of wood.


A sweat ran down Mentari's face, due to the fatigue of walking from Alfamart in the front alley.


Just about to drop his body on a wooden chair, suddenly his mother-in-law shouted.


"Dance for a quick drink, don't even sit around, you don't see it in front of a lot of Aris's friends!"


"His guests haven't been made to drink?" tanya Mentari's


Why wait for me to come home? Are there Inayah and Laila? However, that question can only be revealed in the heart.


“Yes not yet, lah. It was your husband's guest. They were friends of Aris in High School first. Cook me who makes. Males deh" said Laila ketus


Holy hooch! What's wrong if he helps me drink? Isn't Mas Aris also his younger brother?


Without waiting for long, Mentari immediately made a few glasses of syrup that he bought from Alfam*rt earlier.


With caution Mentari brought her to the front sounding They were laughing out loud.


Mentari glance at her husband's friends, their appearance clean and the clothes they wear can be said branded.


Slowly put one glass at a time on the table. They seemed to ignore the arrival of Mentari even Aris also did not greet his wife. Moreover, introducing Mentari to his friends.Lelaki who works online motorcycle taxi is still cool with joking with his female friends, as if Mentari is not nearby.


Mentari took a quick look at herself, maybe her husband is embarrassed to introduce himself who looks shabby wearing a work uniform covered in a shabby jacket, birthday gift jacket from the mother of his home.


"Bak, there's no lemon tea"


Sontak Mentari was surprised, a beautiful woman with long wavy hair asked her a little bit sniffly"


"There was "sahut mama Aris but Mentari fell silent because there was no lemon in their house


Aris's mother gave the sun a code to look for lemon tea at Nita's request.


"A-there. I'll take a moment, "sahut Mentari


"the hunt! Thirsty!" continued the woman in a slightly snapping tone. His eye brows rose with a sharp look towards Mentari


Astagfirullahsiv ...!


Mentari glanced at Aris He gave a code with his chin so that Mentari immediately did the woman's command.


Why did Aris just shut up? Do they think I'm a maid here? The Mentari meronta.


Mentari immediately came out to look for lemon tea drink powder fortunately was sold in a stall near their home, whether it tastes good or not that clearly Lemon Tea according to the request of the woman.


Immediately Mentari stepped inside to take one empty glass and bottle of ice water from the refrigerator, then returned to bring it to the guest table.


"A long time anyway. Take the ice water in Bogor, okay?" ketus woman was accompanied by the laughter of some of her friends. They looked at Mentari with a look of disdain.


Mentari's tears stem in the eye pelupuk. Her husband behaved cuckooly when he was snapped by a stranger.


"Cieee, old love has not been around the story, just shoot Ris, not too late" joked Joe


Laughter filled the room. The woman named Nita looked misbehaved and shy. Her pretty face was red.


Aris also looked smiling. A sense of pride from his face. Regardless of Mentari's feelings, he also stole a look at the Nita.


As much as the energy of Mentari to hold his tears did not spill. The tightness in his chest increasingly felt squeezed by a large stone, so it felt very difficult to breathe.


"Yes God. Why did Mas Aris refuse to introduce me to his friends? Is it because of my appearance?" the Inner Mentari screamed


Nita drank Lemon Tea made by Mentari but only the first sip she had spouted water on the body Mentari.


"Huk.....Lemon tea what is this, masam!!!" ketus Nita's


"You okay Nit?" ask Aris


Mentari let out a long sigh when she saw Aris even rubbed the woman's back instead of scolding her for being disrespectful to Mentari


"What is lemon tea? I don't usually drink it"


"What comments did you make for Nita?" annoyed the In-laws


Mentari shook his head slowly and ran to the kitchen.


"Excuse me I'm going to the toilet where is Ris?" ask Brama


"Behind Bram, still like before" replied Aris who was still focused on Nita


"What did you give Nita, poison!!! " snaps the in-law


"Lemon tea"


"If lemon tea can't be him coughing so, you don't mess around Dance those rich and educated people all aren't like you're a home child" angry Ms. Aris but heard by Bram


"Sister Brama. Going to the toilet, right? Yuk, I'm taking you!” Suddenly thisayah came to the man who turned out to be named Brama. Inayah seems to be trying to get Brama's attention


"Oh, yeah. Thanks, Dek Ina, "that's really friendly. His lips curled up creating a smile.


Inayah seemed very happy to get a response from Brama. They also walked back to the bathroom.


"Why are you following along see Brama? There were handsome and rich men. You fucking chick's itching! sorry Aris married you" the in-laws continued in anger


"So quickly apologize to Nita!" Ibu Aris snapped while ruffled waist in front of Mentari


Whahuh? Back to the living room? Am I up to it?


"Why Even dumb. Hurry and apologize" cried Mother with eyes glaring at Mentari.


With a rude breath to strengthen her heart, Mentari stepped her feet toward her room instead of toward the living room making Ms. Aris more angry.


"Basic maids don't becus! My throat is so raspy" whined Nita


"Ina please bring warm water for Nita's sister" Aris ordered and Inayah nodded obediently.


Bram came out of the toilet and wander around looking for a female figure called Tari earlier, Bram felt there was something in common with his little Mala.