My husband's a servant's son

Episode 19's

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Feeling unacceptable because it was Salma who had slapped him and scolded him like that. Jaka immediately clenched both his hands, his jaw hardened and his eyes reddened. He looked at the woman in front of him sharply. Looking at the frightened Salma he immediately sighed violently while throwing his own hand that was clenching strongly violently.

'No ... No ... You have to be patient. Don't get carried away by emotions, she's your wife. Do not let you scold him and hurt his heart. Patience Jaka, this is just an ordinary slap. And you must be strong with his words that are always painful.' said Jaka inwardly while closing his eyes holding back anger.

"Originally you know well, I'm not sebr*ngs*k you say! Although you are my wife, but I would not dare to do such things without your permission. And try to remember again, last night who told me to sleep here and who was the first to hug?" jaka said as he got out of bed and just went straight to the bathroom.

Salma still silently nailed while trying to remember what her husband said, "What does she mean? Was it me who told him to sleep here hugging everything else? But that's not possible, where there's a young CEO who is beautiful and successful like me want to sleep while in the arms of a village guy like him. Oghah!" salma said while praising herself.

"Blesson, did I go too far with him? I slapped him and charged him without proof. But is it true that he doesn't mess around? Hmmm Iyah too, the proof is that my pants are still intact. Just a different shirt, if he changes automatically he must see ... OMG! It's rude of kids!" cerocos Salma's.

While on the other side. After entering the bathroom, Jaka immediately locked the door and leaned her body on the door. And it did not feel clear circles escaped from the eye peluk.

"Argghhhh! Is it because I'm a poor country boy, the son of a maid and have nothing he can just flat-out scold me like that? Is this in my eyes just rubbish? What was my fault all along? Hicks ... Hikss ..." asked Jaka to himself as he ruffled his hair in frustration.

"Mother ... For many years, she left Jaka for Jakarta just to earn money for her daily needs. As long as mom was gone, Jaka just stayed alone with grandpa. But unfortunately now he's gone. After the departure of Jaka's grandfather felt lonely, it was very desirable for Jaka to follow his mother to Jakarta. And it turned out that it happened, now Jaka is already in Jakarta. But unfortunately the mother left Jaka for good" Jaka said.

"Wish I thought Jaka was going to catch up with you" Jaka said, staring at the bathroom ceiling blankly.

"Astagfirullah hal adzim! Astagfirullah ... If you think about anything, you need to calm down. Just follow the plot, maybe this is fate. You must be able to face all of this, spirit! The new age has given up anyway, you man. So don't be whiny!" Jaka awakens from his daydreams immediately istighfar as he rubs his tears and tries to strengthen himself.

Not wanting to be the mind of Jaka also chose to return to his original intention of cleaning himself while taking ablution to perform dawn prayers.

After the ritual of bathing. Jaka also came out of the bathroom using only a towel wrapped around his waist because he had forgotten to bring a change of clothes.

Cklek!

"Lo lama ba-" Salma's speech came to a halt when she saw Jaka who was just wearing a towel wrapped around her waist.

'Jeez her ABS ..🤤' said Salma in a heart stunned to see her husband's six pack body. Moreover, her wet hair dripped onto her body parts which made her look cool.

Jaka paid no heed to Salma, he walked past her just like that without turning his head towards her. "Battle shower, dawn prayer! I'm waiting, not for long!" said cold.

"Why remain silent there? Scribbles!" rejoice Jaka who saw Salma was still silent on the spot while staring at him.

"E-eh Iyah also want to take a bath," said Salma as she moved out of bed.

***

After performing the morning prayers, Salma got ready to wear her office clothes. While Jaka? He even wears his village clothes that make Salma upset.

"Lo why even wear a kayak shirt?! You forgot that you're working in my office now?!" salma asked annoyed.

"Hmmm" gumman Jaka cuek.

"If anyone else says it's scary, don't even cuekin like that!" his grunts were not gubris by Jaka.

Wh-tok-tok!

Suddenly there was a knock on the door of his room. Salma who opens instead tells Jaka to open it. While Jaka is just ignorant and does not pay attention to it.

"Bukain's at the door!" tell Salma to fold her hands over her chest.

'Don't want Jaka, she's your wife. You should have told him, from now on you have to be brave. Do not want to be trampled again, ' Inner Jaka.

"Gue said open the door, why are you even quiet?!" salma was upset.

Because Jaka was still silent as well, Salma was forced to immediately step foot towards the door.

Cklek!

Bi Inez was standing at the door holding a paper bag in her hand.

"Excuse me Non, sorry to interrupt" said Bi Inez politely.

"Dad what's wrong Bi?" salma asked a little flat.

"Here I want to give this Non, yesterday Mr. Devan nitipin to me before he left. He said this had a Jaka Den that was left in the car" said Bi Inez while giving the paper bag to Salma.

"Thank you Bi, oh where is Papah?"

"Said Omah Non again sick, so they went there," replied Bu Inez.

"So Omah is sick? Hmmm yes thanks for the info Bi," said Salma.

"Sama-sama Non, if so please excuse me first."

After Bi Inez Salma's departure back into his room, "Nih Cepetan change Lo's clothes!" salma said while giving the paper bag he was holding to Jaka.

"Hmmm," again Jaka was just indifferent while receiving the paper bag and just went into the bathroom.

"Huh, really Lo! Say thank you cake," said Salma annoyed.

"So, why is he so now? It's weird, what because of that?" salma asked, wrestling with her mind, "Let's not think!"

***

In the yard, when Jaka wants to go to the office. As usual he saw Mr. Mamat who was sweeping the yard while humming.

"Navy ... Pain ... Moal beunang in ubaran. Kuring pain hate in stay married again unfortunately ... Hicks ..." Mr. Mamat showed his face while pretending to be sad.

"For Pak" Jaka said with a sweet smile that was just a fake smile.

"Eh morning also Den, hikss ..." said Mr. Mamat still showed his sad face.

"Why Sir? How did his face feel sad? Ugly know sir," joked Jaka.

Hearing that, Mr. Mamat immediately stopped crying, "Den Father? Is my face ugly?"

"Mmc ... Even worse than that, animals that often fall on the ground, who like to eat bananas, sir," replied Jaka with his typical Sundanese and indo language.

"Ha-ha-ha ... Yes panteslah Den, as I know that animal is indeed the most handsome animal in the world. Ha-ha-ha ... Yes, I lost," said Mr. Mamat who wanted to be funny, but failed.

"Emang iyah, the most handsome animal monkey in the world?" gumman Jaka astonished.

Mr. Mamat stopped laughing at things that were not funny, "Eh cuddle Aden go where to take the Ujang all?" tanyanya diverted the conversation.

"You work sir."

"Aren't you at the factory wearing that bodong motor?" ask Mr. Mamat.

"Please sir, it's safe" Jaka started riding his bike and turned it on, "You're coming with sir?" the question that makes Mr. Mamat's eyes immediately sparkle.

"Den Pen? If so, join the dong until the front complex, want to try how it feels to ride a motorcycle like that," said Mr. Mamat.

"Hahaha you can, yes let's go up!"

"Udah Sir?" ask Jaka who immediately put forward his motorbike. Suddenly a voice sounded ...

Bugs!

"Geek!"

"The Otong ... Hicks ... How the fate of Lo tong, if Lo is sick can not make children dong. Hicks ..."

Instead of riding a motorbike, Mr. Mamat instead sat on the ground with his legs grilled by a broomstick. Indeed, it was because of the pleasure of riding the Ujang, Mr. Mamat until he forgot to put his broom. He even continued to hold it and when Pak Mamat raised his foot to ride on the bike suddenly Jaka even launched his bike.

To his surprise, Mr. Mamat even lost his balance and he immediately fell forward to hit the handle of a broom that happened to be very fitting about the otongnya.

"Don't you sir?" asked Jaka who happened to be not far from the residence of the Alexander family, he thought Mr. Mamat was behind him.

"No, no, really? Sir? Mr Mamat?" out of curiosity Jaka also looked back which turned out to be no one.

The man stopped his motorbike, "Oh my goodness, sir why are you sitting on the ground like that? Ha-ha-ha ... Didn't I ride the bike just like me?" said Jaka when he saw Mr. Mamat whereabouts of Mr. Mamat.

"The Otong ... Hicks ... Help napa Den," said Mr. Mamat to Jaka who was in front of him.

"What's sick sir?" ask Jaka worried.

"The Otong Den."

"The emergency must be brought to this hospital mah Pak," said Jaka.

"In the syringe Den?" asked Mr. Mamat still with a falling position because from earlier Jaka did not help him stand up.

"In the injection sir, I used to have. The needle is also long, along the gini nih," Jaka said scaringly while showing his middle finger.

"Gerri also well Den," said Mr. Mamat while shivering in horror.

"Dad sir, but I can't take you to the hospital. You see, I was in a hurry, so I'm sorry, sir. Assalamu'alaikum, if you do not want to go to the hospital ask for the same medicine Bi Inez. It must be healed!" said Jaka who immediately left Mr. Mamat alone without helping him stand because he was in a hurry.

"Where is Den going?! Help me stand up! Aden Maen went that way. Eh but really also well said the Aden, if Inez who is medicine must be cured immediately," said Mr. Mamat with his own smile considering Jaka's orders were ordered in medicine by Bi Inez.

Mr. Mamat began to close his eyes slowly while smiling himself while fantasizing about the otong in Bi Inez.

"Dad there Nez ... Ah yes it's good ..."

Byurs!

No wind, no rain suddenly Mr. Mamat was soaked. In shock, Mr. Mamat opened his eyes immediately, and saw Mak Lampir who was standing before him with both hands on his waist and eyes bulging.

"I-inez?"

"Dad, what did you say my name?! Pake said it was good all over again?! Think again what?! Must be thinking of something, right?!" bi Inez asked as she folded her hands over her chest and looked at Mister Mamat sharply.

"E-eng-not really .." replied Mr. Mamat nervously.

"Hmmm, excuse me!" suddenly Bi Inez immediately took a broomstick that had injured the otongnya without the knowledge of Mr. Mamat. And ...

"MAHKK!" peekik Pak Mamat in pain.

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