My Husband is a Ningrat

Season 2's. [ Showing off girlfriend ]

There are many beautiful things in this house, not least Sunday night. For those who have lovers who can be seen even though they cannot be touched, it is a fun thing. No exception at this time.

I snorted as Nanang and Anisa spent time together in Rinjani's pavilion, Nakula as well as her and Rahma's sister were in the living room, with playboy Sadewa. Irene is a long-distance girlfriend, while the Javanese-dutch girl is still her lover. How Sadewa lived life with one divided heart, just imagine I did not arrive.

In another room, precisely in the dining room there is still Ayahanda and mother Sasmita, Ayahanda accompanied mother Sasmita to make dinner. The man in this house seems to show each love to his partner.

I sat pensively, turned out to be 'alone' and watched someone else's affection make me bite my finger. It felt unfair as they indulged in the affection in front of me, in front of pregnant women who longed for affection, touch, and kiss.

"Cieee, be alone." - Nanang. He passed me to get food in the kitchen.

"Cieee, cieee.." I said lazily.

"Don't pout a lot of pregnant women, later Dalilah also pouted. Want me elus?" His brows were up and down, he smiled widely.

I shook my head quickly, stroked my stomach and witnessed that many people were too risky.

I want to deceive my heart. Rubbing my stomach is a simple act that makes me happy. Moreover, Dalilah will be power and not move in a rock n roll.

"Go back to your boyfriend, he'll pass out again if he knows you're stroking my stomach." I said, shaking my hand. Nanang sniggered,

"It's late tonight when it's quiet." Nanang blinked his eyes.

"Wait a minute, Endut." he continued. Nanang sauntered away to the pavilion.

I shook my head with her behavior that could have comforted me.

Dinner arrived, all gathered in the dining room including the girlfriends of Sasmita's three children. They looked down respectfully, and looked timid as Ayahanda looked at them one by one.

"The son of the puppeteer Ki Ageng Nugroho could later become a palace sinden. Learn from now!" Anisa nodded, "Good Kanjeng Sultan."

Nanang stroked Anisa's hair and smiled with satisfaction, the choice was right, although later he also had to learn to become a puppeteer.

"Rahmas... Already understand what she should do if she marries Nakula later."

Rahma clenched both her hands. "Sendiko dhawuh, Kanjeng Sultan."

Ayahanda's gaze was now right towards Sadewa and her lover.

"Determine your choice!"

Sadewa and bule blesteran Java-dutch turned to each other, Sadewa certainly understand the purpose of Ayahanda, the bulle blesteran frowned in wonder.

"Our road is long." Sadewa.

Mother Sasmita applauded, "All my children are no longer single."

The father again said, "One more condition is to be the wife of my children, you will be a palace lady and accompany ndoro ayu Rinjani."

I looked down, being special wasn't always good. My life will be full of control and threats.

My father asked me to sit next to him and serve him well.

"Many people will help you. So, you now have to mature yourself to face all your responsibilities later."

"Good Father."

"Now get me the rice and side dishes."

Everyone looked at me doubtfully and held a smile. I hated their smiles, as if I were a gerogi next to Ayahanda.

I replied with a cynical smile, and continued to entertain Ayahanda.

DINNER IS OVER...

Everyone gathers in the family room. Talk, and be friendly with Ayahanda. I followed their show lazily. Really, Kaysan and I are more romantic than the four couples in front of me.

My daydream was cut off when Sasmita's mother patted me on the shoulder. "Nights daydreaming, later on assem tree dwellers you know."

I smiled, "What the hell is a mother!"

"Yes, Brother Jani tumben silent. Why?" ask Nakula.

"Most kangmas, it's his life now." said Nanang.

Mother and Father looked at me, Mother Sasmita smiled and nodded.

"It was just a dream, now get your girl home. Mommy does not want your child to be considered as a garangan." [garangan: java ferret ]

"It's good that it's considered a garment, ma'am." defend Ayahanda.

All three of Sasmita's children held thumbs.

"If we are a garment, it means that mother is also the mother of a garment."

Mother Sasmita chuckled, "That ogre, the mother is the mother of the garangan that eradicate the venomous snakes out there, of course the female snakes that seduce the Father." Mother bends her elbow and hisses the song of a snake that wants to bite Ayahanda. Mother acted like a ferret wrestling with the snakes and ended up spoiled in the arms of Ayahanda. Her father never showed off her sweet smile, but her eyes often blinked affectionately, "Sasmita, Sasmita." Deep in the soul of the mother Sasmita, there is a hope that sometimes flickers brightly, and dimmed due to the wish of Mother Sasmita to be made a legitimate wife and not just a concubine of Kinasih. Mother has many stories about her story, and many stories that more and more days make me lucky because Kaysan does not want to have another wife. His love for Ayahanda is full and light love, so that Mother will remain faithful to wait until the time comes - no matter when.

"Say a word, Bun. And be alone with Ayahanda. Use the guest to go home" said Sadewa, he took his jacket and motorcycle keys.

"Beib, let me drive you home."

"Who's your girlfriend's name, Wa? You never knew."

"Isabelle." replied the stucco girl.

"Double i, right." I muttered with a knotty smile. Sadewa gave me a warning look. I snarled and held back laughter. If only I had been with him, I would have told you about Irene.

"Isabelle returns home, Kanjeng Sultan and mother Sasmita." Isabelle clenched her hands together, smiling sweetly. Sadewa embraces his shoulder, "Ayahanda, mother, I'll be home a little later. Go on again."

"Remember, people's children!" mother Sasmita said.

Sadewa nodded in passing. Now it's Nakula and Rahma's turn. The most calm couple in the world of Sasmita's mother's house is cleaning the luggage of Rahma's sister.

"Sister, Ma'am coming." I want to get out of the house for a minute. Otherwise, I will still continue to be under the director over my life right now, Father.

Nakula was bearded, "Come on, but Ma'am was wearing a sweater and permission first with Ayahanda" Nakula said.

I stared at Ayahanda with spoiled eyes, sparkling and hopeful, like a cat whining out of a cage. The father looked heavy saying yes, "After a while, the princess wants to see the city lights."

"Let them out, ma'am. Nakula's guarding her." Persuade mother Sasmita.

"Not until ten. Take Santosa to look after you."

I wanted to cheer up, but what I did was kiss the back of Daddy's hand, "Thank you, Grandpa."

*

In one car that darted the city streets, there was not only me, Nakula, Rahma, and Mr. Santosa. But, Nanang and Anisa also participated. They say, the streets around the city are best held together.

"Who's going to drive home?" ask Mr. Santosa.

Anisa and Rahma, who were sitting on the passenger bench, did not answer Mr. Santosa's question. They just smile, while holding the hand of their girlfriend who is embracing at the neck.

"They're going for a walk, sir. Already justin, young man so, not satisfied to meet." I turned back to look out the window, indulging my eyes with the special beauty of the city night. Every now and then my hands were busy non-typing--replying messages with Kaysan.

Mr. Santosa nodded, "Ndoro ayu is also busy as it seems."

I smiled, and made a video call with Kaysan.

Kaysan & Bubu...

...From the back seat, the couple said....

• baba, bubu kangen. Want to date and week nights.

...Netraku turned around. I didn't respond to their taunts. While they chuckle, and again show off the affection in front of me-an affection that is still reasonable....

Kaysan 'A disbanded. Tomorrow, when Baba comes home, we have an affair with them.

I nodded, then chatted about unimportant things that made the people behind me hiss unacceptable.

After pampering the eyes, and taking Anisa and Rahma home. We stopped in front of a street vendor's wagon that was selling round wedang.

I talked to Nanang about Anisa. Nanang smiled, himself agreeing with my idea. He should not focus on his past, because the future is waiting for him with a smile. The future becomes a mastermind who has the wife of a sinden singer. A harmonious and complementary combination.

Happy reading 💚