My Husband's True Love

My Husband's True Love
Season 3's. I'm asking now



The atmosphere in the house looks very quiet tonight.only a faint sound from a mobile phone that is currently held by Riska.


"Quiet down. We're having fun tomorrow",


Riska's behavior still remains the same as before, Dissenters.had often also Ma'am pasih to cry for her. The behavior of Riska has indeed crossed the limits of fairness.


His phone put it back. His plans are tomorrow Riska will go along with her friends. Looking for a guy who can give him money of course.


No one knows if Riska is like that. All her mother knows is that Riska does like to ask for more money for her school. I don't know what Riska did with the money. The most important thing for Maasih is, Riska can go to school and graduate after this.


Next morning. Riska has made her mother teary. Early in the morning like this Riska had asked her mother for more money.not a little she asked but quite a lot for a child her age.


"Mom just worked. I don't have any Riska money",


"I can't believe you don't have any money. Must have saved her",


Ma'am still keep Keukeh by not saying where he put his money.


Ma'am is saving up for both of them's survival. To pay for Riska school is quite expensive.


After not finding any Riska finally left just like that. selflessly Riska went to use her white-gray uniform. While walking Riska kept her frustration to her mother.


"Don't blame me for this',


Riska also has bad intentions, finding out who her new mother's employer is.


Riska walked down the sidewalk, while her feet kicked the small pebbles that were there.


From a distance, a red car drove slowly. indeed deliberately slow down the speed of the vehicle in order to stop tepa beside Riska.


"Bareng I yuk", There was a sound from inside the car which was a friend of Riska.


Not friends, rather people who want to use themselves.


"OK", replied Riska and then opened the car door and entered it.


They both leave immediately. And their goal right now is not to go to school. Except to Maya's.


***


Mom's face was still looking very sad. This morning's incident was able to change the feelings of the mother who was ordinary just now to be very unusual.


Disya who had seen the movement of Bu Asih also looks very confused.Bu pasih who usually talk now just silence. Even Disya who had asked him to speak earlier only replied with one word.


"Mother is there a problem??", asked Disya ventured. He is not the type who wants to know about other people's business. But seeing the facial expression of the bua makes Disya very curious about what is being experienced by the woman she just knew yesterday.


"No mbak. I just don't feel well",


"Are you sick??" asked Disya, and she got closer. Afraid that anything will happen to the new art.


"I'm just dizzy, ma'am. I'm okay",


"If you are not strong. Mommy can go home rest. I'm okay", said Disya.


Disya afraid if it continues in forsir it will make Bua's energy actually become weak.


"Thank you mbak. But I am still strong. Then I continue to work again Ma'am", finally Disya also let Bu Asih back to do what he should have done. But Disya felt that something was hidden from Bu Asih.


Meanwhile. Right now, Riska is in a house owned by a friend who gave her a ride this morning.


"We're just sitting here. Than we dizzy at school. Get it here right??", said Maya who is a friend of Riska earlier.


Maya invites Riska in. The house was so big that it made Riska who was only the son of a maid to be very astonished by the Greatness of the house.


"This is Lo's serious house", Riska again asked Maya.


"Yes, this is my home. Not my house, rather my parents' house",


"It turns out you're rich. Pantesan Lo every day bring a car", said Riska by still looking at the entire house.


"That's not much", Maya's arrogance is now being shown in front of Riska.


Shortly after that. There was one of the art in Maya's house that brought snacks and two glasses of orange ice to quench the two girls' thirst.


"Non Maya did not go to school??", asked Art who saw her employer's child was not in school.


"His school holidays are bi", replied Maya lying.


"Oh holiday yes non. tumben tuesday holiday", With innocence art it thinks how can Tuesday like this school holiday.


They were silent, but Riska remembered something. A plan he has not yet done. The plan is Riska will come to the mother's employer's house later.


"Oh yes may. I say goodbye first. I have business", Pamit Riska to Maya.


"Okay, but I can't help Lo ya", Maya replied again.


"Thank you for the ride", Riska finally left Maya's house and planned to meet her mother at her employer's house.


Riska asked her mother. Where now his mother works, and she also told him the slap where he works now.


"What is the mother's house like now" said Riska who is currently riding a public vehicle to go to the address that has been notified by the mother.


Shortly after that Riska arrived at the place where Riska was in a very large house.


"Wahh... Very big house", Riska looked at the house as if she could not believe what she saw at this time.


The 17-year-old girl seemed to be amazed to see something she had never seen at this moment .


Riska is approaching. Start pressing the doorbell.


"I have to make sure if mom really works here", Riska also without hesitation pressed the doorbell of the house.


Riska pressed the bell twice. But there was no confirmation and no sign of anyone in the house.


"This is not his house. How come no one??", asked Riska while continuing to look inside the house.


From inside the house, now Mother Asih who heard the sound of a bell rang immediately put down the knife he was holding. Bu Asih is currently peeling papaya fruit.


Immediately Bu Asih out of the house and see who are the guests in front of the employer's house.


Looks like Ma'am is no stranger to the girl who is behind him.


But Ma'am still does not want su'udzon, ma'am still think good with the girl in front.


"Yes, find who??" Bu Asih asked, and after the girl turned around made Bu Asih look very surprised by his arrival.