
Seen a girl with white jeans, tight black T-shirts wrapped in a leather jacket and sneaker in line with her pants are standing in front of the house in a minimalist style. Back and forth the girl took aim at the house using her mobile phone, looking for a good angle for her picture to be perfect. After getting some good pictures, he posted the photo to his social media account, with the title written in capital letters and bold "HOME IN SELL". He smiled at his work.
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The car of a million silver people drove slowly into the yard of the house. A woman got off the side of the wheel. "Damn?" said surprised. "What do you need? Why don't you go in the house?" The woman was Stella, who had just come home from her boutique, and saw Jihan βthe former sister-in-law who was standing in front of her house.
Jihan shook her head, still watching her phone.
"Let's go inside" Stella asked later.
Stella leads Jihan into her house. "Sit down first, I'll make you a drink."
"Yes, Mommy."
After Stella left, Jihan started opening the camera app on her phone to take some pictures inside the house.
"Why are you photographing all the rooms here, Jihan?" Stella who came with a tray in her hand was suspicious of Jihan's behavior.
Jihan stared at Stella for a moment, then refocused on her phone. "Jihan again photos of the condition of this house, Ma'am, Jihan again promotion in social media."
"Promotion?" stella's birthday doesn't understand.
Jihan nodded. "Yes, let's sell if the sale through sosmed."
Stella stunned. "You mean?"
Jihan showed her phone screen to Stella.
Stella choked, closing her mouth after reading the sentence listed on Jihan's post. "What do you mean, Jihan? Ma'am will never sell this house" he refused.
"Why, Ma'am? This is Mas Hari's house, not Ma'am's house, so my parents are free to sell the house of his son's relics" Jihan denied indifferently.
Stella looked at Jihan sharply. "At any time I won't sell this house."
Jihan looked back at Stella. "Do you know what my family and I experienced after Hari's death? Mas Hari is the backbone of our family if Mbak forgets, and after Mas Hari dies how are we, Ma'am?" Jihan's eyes started to glaze over. "For Mas Hari's sake, Dad's the only one working to meet our needs, and a year ago I was diagnosed with cancer."
Tests.
Stella looked at Jihan who was slowly shedding her tears.
"Mom turned into the backbone of replacing Dad, Dad's disease is getting worse and requires a lot of costs, back and forth to the hospital for surgery and chemotherapy. Until all the assets are sold for Dad's treatment, even every day we are visited by loan sharks, we have never lived a quiet life for the past year" Jihan said in despair. He wiped his tears, took a deep breath. "Then, I remembered this house, I knew that Stella's mother was involved in buying this house, but we needed money for the treatment of Dad, Ma'am, to connect our next life." Jihan paused her sentence. "Only this house is our only hope, because this house is in the name of Mas Hari, we intend to sell it and buy a smaller one."
Jihan stared cynically at the silent Stella. "Wouldn't Sister Stella be getting married any minute, surely she won't be occupying this house again, right?" the question is more like a sneer. "In addition to the future husband Mbak 'kan rich man, he can give mbak a bigger house than this," he added like a syndirian.
Stella gasps. "How do you know about my future husband?" inquiringly.
Jihan smiled cynically, she recalled the time her Junior High friend named Lira sent a video of Stella talking about Sandy. Lira is one of Jihan's best friends in Bandung, after graduating Junior High she moved to Jakarta, she even knew Stella, because he used to play at Jihan's house and also at that time Stella had just married Jihan's sister βDay.
Jihan had said about her destination to Jakarta and also about her brother-in-law who will marry again. Coincidentally after talking to Jihan accidentally Lira saw Stella who was in the same restaurant as her. He immediately pulled out the phone and filmed it and sent it to Jihan.
"Mbak doesn't need to know, the most important thing is that I already know who your future husband is."
Stella breathed a tired sigh. "But β"
"Jihan please, Ma'am, let us sell this house," Jihan clasped Stella's hand sobbing. "Bak doesn't know how hard it is for us to find loans to and fro, being chased by moneylenders all the time, being ostracized by people, even my college is threatened with dropping out because of the absence of fees."
Stella flinched, how sad the life of Jihan and her family was.
"Even now Mom and I have to hitch a ride to sleep in the hospital, because they do not know where to stay," said Jihan bowed lethargic.
"Why don't you stay here, Jihan? This is also your house, Mas Hari's house" Stella said.
Jihan shook her head. "No need, Ma'am, I just want this house to sell quickly so I can buy a new house, although smaller than this, the important thing is there is a rest for the treatment of Dad," the answer is to wipe away the tears that flow back.
Stella grabs Jihan's body and hugs her.
"Jihan hopes you will help our family. Jihan knows Stella's mother is a good person, Stella's mother will soon be a rich man, this house will have no meaning for Mbak."
Stella closed her eyes trying to dampen her emotions, that was not the reason to keep the house, but because that was where her memories with her late husband and child, she was hard to sell.
Jihan took off the hug. "Please think about this carefully, Ma'am, help our family" he pleaded. Jihan standing. "Excuse me, Ma'am," she said later.
Jihan stepped outside Stella's house with a shunt, and even her drink had not been touched at all.
While Stella pensively watched Jihan who slowly left her house. His mind was filled with Jihan's words earlier. She was confused as to how, should accept or reject Jihan's request, but her heart could not bear to see her ex-husband's family miserable like that. He imagined being in the position of Jihan, what if it happened to his father, would he also do what Jihan did? Middle struggling with his thoughts, suddenly his phone rang.
Stella cleared her voice, then shifted the green button. "Assalamualaikum," he smiled.
"Wa'alaikumsalam, honey, how are you?"
"Thank God, fine," Stella lied.
Look at Sandy who nodded at the end there. "I have good news" he said.
"What?"
"I'm coming home in a week" Sandy's face meets.
"Have you finished all the work?"
"Not yet."
Stella.
"It can be left, someone's taken care of it here."
Stella rounded her mouth.
"You're not happy?" ask Sandy who doesn't see Stella's happy face.
"Ah, no, I'm happy anyway," Stella replied forcing a smile.
"Is there a problem?"
Stella nodded quickly. "Ti-dak," he answered hesitantly.
Sandy breathed. "Well, if you don't want to tell me, I'll fly to Indonesia right now" he threatened.
"Don't" stop Stella from panicking, she's biting her lower lip. "It's just a small problem" he admitted.
Sandy stared intently at Stella's face.
Stella felt intimidated by Sandy's gaze, she let out a tired sigh. "Butik again a lot of wedding dress orders, I'm thinking about the design," he lied.
"Related?"
"I-yes, sure," Stella nodded.
Sandy breathed out slowly. "Well I believe, don't get too tired, remember, we're getting married soon."
"Yes, honorable Mr. Sandy, I remember that," the seductive Stella chuckled.
"Why?"
"I want to eat you right now, Stella," he snarled.
"Please, if you can," Stella's tease features her smirk.
"You underestimated me, Miss?" sandy's face turned serious.
Stella laughs. "Already, don't show your face."
Sandy was always fascinated to see Stella laughing, uh, because of this damn job, she had to be willing to resist longing to Stella for weeks. "Ste?"
Stella clearedch. "What?"
Looking at Sandy's face turning serious, Stella swallowed her saliva. Does Sandy know she's lying.
"I love you."
Hufft...
Stella breathed a sigh of relief, she thought Sandy would tell her she was lying, but.. What did Sandy say? I love you? jeezoo. Suddenly her cheeks blushed, she lowered her lips.
"Ste?" call Sandy.
Stella looked up at Sandy from the phone screen. "What-a?" tanyanya.
Sandy almost laughed at Stella's face turning red and nervous. "I love you" she repeated the more intensely tempting.
Stella closed her eyes, don't know Sandy had turned red, why she kept saying that.
"Ste?"
"What else?" stella growled, annoyed that Sandy kept teasing her, not knowing that her face was now like a boiled crab.
"You didn't return my words" Sandy protested.
"I love you too" said Stella.
"What's? I didn't hear."
"I love you too." repeated Stella quickly.
"Stella, I don't hear you," whined Sandy teasingly.
"I LOVE YOU TOO, SANDYAGA VAN HOUTEN" cried Stella annoyed.
Sandy's laughter broke seeing the funny behavior of his future wife. If she was nearby, it was certain that Sandy would shower Stella with kisses all over her face, she was really anxious about the woman.
"Happy?!" ketus Stella, her lips have advanced a few inches.
"You know my name, eh? It seemed like she was ready to become Madame Sandyaga completely," Sandy teased.
Stella rolled her eyeballs, suddenly the thought of pranking Sandy appeared. "It seems so," he retorted raising his eyebrows. "It would be nice if I could be Lady Sandyaga Van Houten as soon as possible" he added. Stella changed her face to be sad. "I miss you" he said seriously.
Sandy nodded at his place. Is that really the Stellanya?
"Sandy, I miss you," whined Stella.
Sandy frowned, both of her eyebrows swooping sharply.
"Sandyyy," Stella pulled out her puppy eyes.
God, Sandy's going crazy. "Stella, stop."
"Sandyyy?"
"Stellaaa" remembers Sandy, but Stella blinks spoiled.
Sandy rubbed her face, loosening her suffocating tie. "Huh, to hell with all this, I'm going home right now" he growled frustrated.
That made Stella laugh. "Don't, I'm kidding, Sandy," stop her between her laughs.
"You pranking me, eh?"
Stella nodded. "I'm sorry," she chuckled.
"Wait for my revenge, Stella."
"Hey, you got a grudge?"
"No."
"Yes, you're a grudge."
"Who said?"
"I."
"What did I say?"
"Wait for my revenge" Stella repeated.
"Yes, I miss you too" Sandy's tease raised her eyebrows.
"Haishh, dreadlocks."
"Haha."
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tbc
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