My wife is still a Virgin

Chapter 63 Search Mak Perot #1

Mr. Ujang invited Mrs Han and her driver to enter her simple tenement house, while talking about Mak Perot and her closed clinic.

"Mom, let's go in, but I'm gonna take a shower for a second. The sticky body is exhausted," said Mr. Ujang while telling his wife to make two glasses of warm tea, considering his guest is an outsider. The car plate belonging to the old woman shows that the vehicle is from DKI Jakarta.

"Thank you" Madam Han said as she stepped into Mr. Ujang's house. To Madame Han, the house was quite narrow, as she was used to living in the mansion. However, he hid his discomfort in order not to offend the host.

"In, try to get a red map in the car," said Madam Han when he had solidified his sitting position. Mr. Kardi nodded and immediately went to the car to pick up the requested item.

Shortly after, Mr. Ujang met his guest after finishing cleaning himself for a while. "Sorry, Mom. I, tea, not good if not shower already meet guests. Please be understood yes," he said with pleasantries.

"Yes, Sir. Doesn't matter. How about we start talking?" madam Han's suggestion was that her matters could be finished quickly, so that she could return home immediately. "I will pay Mr. 1 million, if you can answer my questions and take me to Mak Perot's grandson" Mrs Han began the offer.

Mr. Ujang who was originally interested in helping him because of money, suddenly changed his mind. "I will answer questions from Mom for free, because I do not want to deal with Yuki," said Mr. Ujang, undoing his intention.

"Loh, Sir. Why?" ask madam Han bewildered.

"Yuki, uh.... That bad boy, Mom. Not really," said Mr. Ujang half whispered.

"This father lives in Yuki's rental house, right? Didn't you ever meet Yuki?"

"No, Ma. The house was sold to her aunt. Haish.. Anyway, mah, I don't want to deal with Yuki. He is a gambling man and a debtor" replied Mr. Ujang, who then got a cynical look from his wife.

"Mr! For a million dollars, yes... Let's help the mother!" urge his wife without thinking about the risks they will face if dealing with Yuki. "Wait a minute, Mom. If I may know, what's up to looking for Yuki? Maybe it can be helped by the other Mak Perot family. What, I want a v*tal massage?" tanya Euis tried to guess the needs of Madame Han.

"Haishis.. Nope. I want to make herbal medicine, herbal medicine. But, what could make it was only Mak Perot. Because it's... Eums.... Yes, because the ingredients are unusual," Madam Han replied, not wanting to discuss her matters further.

"Oh, so yeah. Hm....." Euis seemed to think for a moment. She then whispered to her husband, as if talking about things that Lady Han should not have heard. Her husband responded with a surprised expression, then shook his head slowly. However, the insistence of the wife continues to be intensified, making her husband not wart. "Remember! I want to apply for school!" just at that sentence, his wife's screeches began to sound.

"Hhhh...... " But Ujang took a deep breath. He then tried to provide an alternative solution to Madame Han, although initially still shrouded in doubt. "Mom, look, if you go to Yuki. That's not possible today. It was dark, after all, Yuki tea, was in the capital city... In Jakarta," he said. Madam Han was surprised. If only he had known before, of course he would not have had to drive for 3 hours to get here.

"Then?" ms. Han asked, trying to listen to the continuation of the sentence from Mr. Ujang.

"Mom, if you want to try. Mak Perot has a bang. He opened a clinic near here, the next village. Mak Perot Clinic was closed two years ago. That time was still the same as Yuki. But, when Yuki tea has a girlfriend, she does not really. Likes mabok, gambling, ouch... How naughty! Her mother's father is gone, dead. Yuki was nurtured by her aunt, and so on... Free association," said Mr. Ujang summarized the life history of the last grandson of Mak Perot.

Madam Han seemed to think for a moment. He is still considering whether to follow Pak Ujang's advice or look for Yuki who is not clear of his whereabouts.

"Yes, Sir. It seems, the idea of the father can be tried," said Madam Han steady. Mr. Kardi, who had been instructed to take the red map, seemed to receive a signal from the mistress. "This, please accept," said Mr. Kardi while thrusting a map containing cash of one million rupiah.

"Geez... Eleuhw.... Envelope this new model, mah. Drawn on Map!" euis said in flowers, while receiving the red map given by Madame Han. Mr. Ujang is seen stopping his wife's hand, then, returning the map.

"Here, tea, later, ma'am. If the treatment has been successful," he said with a feeling of unease. He is still doubtful about the success of the treatment carried out by Mak Perot's nephew who recently opened a clinic in their region. Sontak, his wife glares. Her eyeballs almost bounced out, looking at her husband's irritating behavior. Mr. Ujang just smiled faintly, and blinked his eyes, asking his wife to be patient. "Patience, Ambu. If the windfall, mah, will not go where," he whispered slowly while holding his wife's hand.

Seeing the dedication of Mr. Ujang, Mrs Han felt touched. "Already, Sir. Just accept. That is special money for alms. Please accept. Otherwise I don't know who to love," said Madam Han indifferently, hoping, the couple did not fight. He remembered his grandchildren who had been married. How wonderful if the relationship between husband and wife is based on love. Although the situation is narrow and squeezed, a true partner, certainly will not give up on the situation.

"THANK YOU, MUMMY!" euis said for a moment, grabbing the map that was floating on the table. She hurriedly entered the room, before being stopped again by her husband. "Alhamdulillah, rejekiiii." he murmured in his heart, stepping into his room.

"Sorry, yes, Mom. My wife, tea, likes it so. ", said Mr. Ujang was embarrassed by his wife's behavior. Madam Han smiled knotingly, and shook her head. "It's okay, sir. I understand," he said.

"Then, come... I'm taking you to Mak Perot's nephew. He's in the village next door, on foot, about 20 minutes, if you ride a car ya mepet,"

"We'll just get in the car, how?"

"Yes can. Ambu.. You brought this mother first yeah!" yelled Mr. Ujang saying goodbye. "Yeah." answered his wife from the room, probably busy counting money.

"Let's go. "take Mr. Ujang while stepping foot to the exit. They walked hand in hand to the car, and drove about 10 minutes to Cihempas Village, which is a neighboring village from the village where Pak Ujang lived.

"If you have got there, mother do not be surprised well." said Mr. Ujang suddenly. Of course it made Madame Han curious.

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