MY POOR HUSBAND WAS SEIZED BY THE PERJOR TAJIR

MY POOR HUSBAND WAS SEIZED BY THE PERJOR TAJIR
CHAPTER 2



I'm Rika Ayu Anjani. I'm only 29. I got married at the age of 21 years. 1 month after graduation strata 1 Mas Randi asked me to be his life companion. Although I come from a mediocre family but lucky to be able to get an education to college, I attended one of the top public universities in my city, my academics are quite smart, and I have a lot of skills, it can be accepted on the registration of wave 1 which costs are still cheap.


After marriage I was not allowed to work by Mas Randi. To fill my free time I received orders of pastries online and I wrote a little. Good results to help the family economy.


People say my face is beautiful. My body is petite ideal with a height of 155 cm and a weight of 48 kg. My skin is clean naturally, smooth without acne or black spots. Although not white. My mother said my skin was yellow. I am diligent in home care, of course at a low cost. I bought scrubs and a set of make up buy in a mini market that is affordable by the contents of the wallet.


Mas Randi Millionaire my husband's name is 33 years old. I received his proposal 8 years ago because Mas Randi was a gentle, loving and responsible man. It is not handsome because of dark skin but the body of Mas Randi is sturdy and dashing, athletic cool language. Mas Randi worked with Mr. Indra at a salary of 2 million according to UMR in our area, but still got gas money and food money.


My son Reyhan the 7-year-old brother is currently in 1st grade school and Rafael the 6-year-old sister is currently in kindergarten school. My life is perfect. Having a loving husband and cute and smart kids.


But my dream has not been achieved so far. I pray every day to have a house, a four-wheeled vehicle and a lot of savings. I often dream and dream. Ah it turns out that fantasizing is so fun. Dreaming, God will embrace your dreams as I have often read. It doesn't all come from dreams.


This afternoon I was fantasizing Mas Randi turned into a rich man, when already rich Mas Randi turned into a handsome man. Again while being engrossed in fantasies I was surprised by the loud horn sound of Mas Randi coming home from work.


As usual, I welcomed him.


"Dek, later if you break the fast using a typical Lampung sambal, raw and boiled lalapan, tofu and fried tempeh yes, mas want to eat sambal" said Mas Randi.


"Okay Mas" I answered takzim.


I rushed to my room to get my smartphone before cooking. I have been fantasizing. So unconscious kesorean started cooking it. When I'm gonna plug the charger cable into my smartphone


Trings..


There is a message balloon from the messenger app. Looks like photos of Korean opa-opa idol of the mothers appear. Facebook account with the name ARENDRA HARTAWAN sent a messenger. But since I hurriedly wanted to cook I didn't open it. After you finish cooking. Eh but I look like Bang Rendra Ririn's brother huh. Ah later I am afraid of the iftar to arrive.


I ran into the kitchen. When passing my small dining table near the kitchen I saw Mas Randi's smartphone reads there is a message coming in, Mas Randi was bathing seen the bathroom door closed. Curious I open the green color application with the name Ririn sending a message. Since when did Mas Randi keep Ririn's number. I wanted to open it, but again I remembered I had not cooked. I turned off Mas Randi's smartphone without reading the message. I passed into the kitchen starting the combat with the kitchen utensils.


At 17:30 I had finished all the dishes to break my fast and served them at the dinner table. I cleaned myself in the bathroom.


15 Minutes before I break the break, I sit in the living room with Mas Randi and the kids. The kids are busy playing new lego, I bought a toy this morning with money given by Bang Rendra yesterday.


I opened my smartphone. Still looks like a messenger balloon. I click open. Read message.


"Assalamu'alaikum's chat.. Madam Rica" read the message.


I didn't reply to him right away. I opened my profile through the Facebook app first. Yes, this is the account of Bang Rendra, seen the cover photo of the family photo there is Ririn, Pak Indra and Bu Indra. What's wrong Bang Rendra sent a message to my account.


I continued reading his account. I've been friends since when I've been friends with him.


I saw the year of birth that appears in the profile section born in 1990 hah still young yes. 1 year above me age. Uh why am I being a kepo huh.


I typed in a reply


"Wa'alaikum salam. Yes Bang"


After that, I turned off my smartphone. I'm talking to Mas Randi.


"Mas, Ririn's son Mr Indra was the one who chatted Mas?"


"Yes deck" he answered briefly.


"What do you need Ririn chat Mas?" Ask again.


"Sak indra mendahin Mas work at Ririn's new shop who wants a grand opening tomorrow morning. Ririn chat tomorrow tell me to leave a bit like that." Mas Randi.


"Ooo" I answered briefly.


Ah my hunch is not good after seeing their strange gurgle yesterday.


Adzan maghrib's voice. I took the kids and Mas Randi to the dinner table to break their fast.


At night Mas Randi and the children pray tarawih. I'm preparing the ingredients to make a cake order for tomorrow. Sounded Tring! the sound of the incoming messenger message on my smartphone.


I clicked to open it


"Bak Rika, I'm Rendra Ririn's brother. Sorry to send a chat suddenly. Yesterday opening time with me saw Mbak Rika like a stranger. It turns out Mba Rika was Papa's employee. We are also friends on Facebook. I added the time Mba Rika wrote about 'Wife of life and death' The writing I read when I slumped after a few days before I lost my wife and baby at once. Since then I have followed Rika. I love his writing." The message is long.


Oh well, yesterday Bang Rendra was always watching me. I already know my Facebook account.


"Oh yes thank you Bang has stopped by my simple writings. I hope my writing is good for readers." I sent a reply message.


I closed my smartphone. I continued my activities.


*****


Since working at Ririn's shop, Mas Randi came home always when it was getting dark. Usually at 4 pm Mas Randi has arrived home.


I once asked Mas Randi. Randi replied


"Mas is a Dek trust employee so Mas has to take responsibility until the store closes."