My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 91. [Pazzle pieces ]

Short name Nurmala Sari, I don't know how many titles she holds I don't understand. 'Mala' the affectionate call from Kaysan for her, a beautiful woman who is very flexible, her fingers are so flattened when dancing. Every movement of his body looks graceful, all as if drugged with Gending Java and Nurmala Sari combined into a harmonious blend. His lips were smiling, so his eyes seemed reluctant to just blink leaving his body movements. Nurmala Sari is indeed a reliable dancer, a dancer who has understood the basic pakem dance, that is how it is. He distributed beautiful women with a complete package of the dreams of the nobility. Who doesn't fall in love with her, even Kaysan always smiles for her.

If they had grown up together for a long time, there would have been many memories that they both went through. Surely it is increasingly difficult to forget the part of the memory that is neatly arranged like a life pazzle, if the pieces of the pazzle are missing other pieces will lose. Ironically, this is precisely the jealousy that I have difficulty grasping

To get away I'm tied up, to get close I'm stuck.

I was behind the window glass, with both old hands gently rubbing my shoulders. These old eyes also witnessed all the sights that made my heart smell.

Kaysan danced in front of Nurmala Sari, witnessed by Mother and Father, as well as Tuniang Dewi who smiled proudly, he thought it was not in vain I served to educate them both.

"Jan go for a minute, Mbok."

"Be careful, don't go home late."

*

The weather this afternoon was quite sunny, I was waiting for Nina in the storefront of Miss Rosmini. We promise here. Anisa did not come to stay the night, she said there was an appointment with her lover to leave.

I chuckle amused as well as ngenes, I should still enjoy the time of dating, if not in line just say 'we're 'ease', fun. Unlike when I was married, there was a fear of parting with Kaysan, fearing that if my life was 'insecure', it meant that my life would only continue to be bound by the power of Hadiningrat kingdom, Hadiningrat kingdom, it could be that I was told to shut up with what I already knew, or even I was alienated to die without leaving a trace.

"Assalamualaikum, princess. Just daydream."

I was surprised, when the fat hand like a bakpao fist patted my shoulder.

"Vaalaikumsalam, ukhti. How are you?" I stretched out both hands, hugging Nina.

"My body weight went up 5 pounds, the sign is I'm good and healthy, Jani."

I smiled, "Good, I miss. Yuk street, Mall or tongkrongan."

"Nanang is now so drunk, he replaced Aswin in tongkrongan."

I nodded, "Why?"

"But the day you left."

"Can ae a soda can." I chuckle, concerned.

"Mall is yuk. Watch, McD, Photo box, or eat as much as you like, Nin. My wallet is thick now." I patted my pants pocket, acting arrogant.

"How much is your pocket money, Jani?"

"Many, don't know, will pass out."

Nina snorted dejectedly, "Asikin ajalah, the splashes are also the end."

We both headed to the Mall downtown, today I'm free. I became a rebellious Rinjani and I liked it. So this is how A Rebellious Princess feels. It is fitting that he does not feel at home, even lately rarely come home, I do not wonder why I used to ask how many houses Kaysan family, Kaysan family, has been, the number could be as many as the wife of Ayahanda and her children. It is difficult to accept my common sense, of course, different from the behavioral sense, crazy to make the five wives of Ayahanda and her children in one house.

Even crazier if I'm going to feel that. Amit-amit! May the universe not be blessed!

*

"Watch what, Nin?" Nina and I are already in XXI cinema, have ordered popcorn jumbo along with soft drinks, fortunately not baking soda, if yes, Nina's body is growing like the yeast of love that tastes twitching.

"Romantic film."

"Currently, I don't want a movie, unfortunately or crying. Horror, I'm trying to hook up."

"You are afraid, every day I drink a potion of tiger collar medicine." I said fieryly.

"Fighting party?"

"Yes, Indonesia."

"Without drinking that fight right away?"

"Yes, Kaysan mas drink mighty herbs, I drink tiger collar herbal medicine, fit well."

Nina shook my head, "Get me talking, I'm single."

"It matches Nakula, my sister-in-law."

"What fits?"

"Together singles!" I smiled wittyly.

We both walked into studio number five, the atmosphere was quite dark. Not yet anything I've shivered when a loud bang boils, "the basis of cowardice." said my mind softly.

On our F11-F10 seat, Nina was busy with her snacks. While I was busy turning off my HP screen.

Some time there was someone who came to sit on the bench F09-F08, I knew that person was no stranger to me. Truly this was indeed an accidental fate, as if God had opened my heart's eyes to say 'back off', God knows this is difficult, God knows, god told me that what I chose was a badass.

She's beautiful I admit. Her attitude was also elegant, as the beautiful woman earlier who danced elegantly saw me in just a satisfied smile. As if he was just saying from the look in his eyes, 'you are indeed his lover, but not considered', in my mind I said, 'it turns out the reality of life is more sinister than a horror film. The ghost is just engineering, now beside me there are even two ghosts who so nod me. Fate!"

Nina was furious, she wanted to switch sitting positions. During the 95 minutes, the atmosphere was tense, there were many screams of fear, many romantic couples were making out in a state of constriction. If they knew my heart was more gripping than a horror movie, if the audience knew my husband and his ex-girlfriend were sitting together watching a horror movie and I saw him. Silly, like a flying fish soap opera title.

The movie ends, my body is cold. Even a little shivering, "Are you okay?" ask Nina.

"Laper, haven't eaten yet. Want a tenderloin steak with burnt ribs." I said a little scream.

"I want to, too, Jani." replied Nina soberly.

I passed Kaysan and Nurmala Sari, we did not say hello. The air here is too thin for my thin body, in contrast to Nina. Along the way to the food court floor, Nina embraced my shoulder. "Now I know why you should be quiet, Jani. Later after eating we go home, your face is pale."

"Go home." I said.

"Great, my mom and dad would be happy. They both miss you."

I nodded, on the floor of this food court Nina was already drunk with all kinds of food menu. While I was just waiting for her to come, she knew Kaysan's debit card password, the password was so easy I remembered, because it was our wedding date.

"The food of the sultan's children is like this, rarely Jani I eat well." Nina Sumringah's face, I shook my head. "Home alone I ate brongkos vegetables, vegetable lodeh, chicken soup, mendoan, chicken beige. Just like Nin, it just tastes better not most micins."

"So you're not micin now, Jani?"

I chuckled, silly, back then if there was no snack me and Nina often had instant noodles mixed with the spice, without cooking.

"Eat, Nin. Enjoy what you have bought and spent."

"Soky wise."

I just smiled knots, I craved burnt ribs, and tenderloin steak of Nina's choice. Maybe next I'll make a cow pen. As a form of rebellion for the cruelty of the husband, as a form of taulandan wife who squandered the husband's money for personal business interests. I smiled evilly, the idea of the devil so incited the contents of my head.

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