My wife Kumel

Chapter 290 The Simbok Husband

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Simbok who had just realized that her husband was in the kitchen, made her go straight to the husband and pat him on the shoulder.

“Mr, why is it here?”

Tanya Simbok, but her husband ignored the words of the wife. Both eyes were so focused on glancing at Sarah's sitting body.

“Bapak?”

“Bapak?”

Repeatedly the symbol called her husband who, silent. Make the man instantly rampage,” What the hell is.”

Sarah who really enjoyed the dish made by the mbok, that's when she looked at the husband and wife who were fighting. Make Sarah sort her forehead,” what's with them?”

Sarah approached the two of them, where the quarrel continued, making Sarah scream.

” Stop.”

The quarrel of the two husbands and wives, was immediately stopped because the screams that Sarah uttered were so loud. Make them quiet for a moment.

Especially with the husband of the mbok, both her husband's eyes reddened. Holding every anger that continues to stir in his heart, his hands seemed to itch to slap his own wife's cheek.

“If there is no beautiful woman, maybe I have slapped my peot's wife.” Grumpy husband of the mbok, clenched both hands. He walked out of the presence of Sarah and her wife.

The mbok looks upset with the gaze of her husband, her chest up and down, up and down her emotions are completely uncontrollable.

Now Sarah, holding both shoulders Si mbok and said,” si mbok is fine right?”

When the question was thrown from Sarah's mouth, that's when the heart of the symbology was a little calm. The old woman gently rubbed her chest, exhaling. Looked at Sarah, smiling little.

“ si mbok is fine, Non!” mbok replied, starting to say goodbye to clean up the kitchen that was so messy.

That's when Sarah started, rushing back to the dining table. To finish the food that is still left on the plate, now Sarah's stomach feels somewhat relieved. He was not hungry like that.

Sarah still sees the symbol busy with her work in the kitchen, making her want to relax her body.

However, he was confused, which room he should occupy. Because everything looks shabby and doesn't look comfortable.

“Where is my room.” Said Sarah slowly, that's when she returned to meet the mbok who was in the kitchen.

Just set foot to meet the mbok, the old hand of the husband suddenly grabbed Sarah's hand. Making Sarah stop stepping and staring at the old man.

“Where are you going, son?” ask the old man.

“I want to meet the mbok!” Sarah replied, who did not suspect the old man's movements that looked a little flirtatious to him.

“For?” ask the old man who became the husband of the mbok.

“Ask my bed, sir!” answer Sarah.

The old man, smiled a little. His heart was thinking no-no, he answered kindly to Sarah.

“Tadi si mbok says. Your room is here,” said the old man. He pointed to the room he had dedicated to Sarah.

“Oh, yes already. Thank you, Sir,” reply Sarah. Entering that room.

The old man just smiled happily, with what he did and said in his heart,” golden opportunity.”

The man who was sweating, rubbed his forehead. His clothes were wet from washing the dishes that were piling up. Not to mention cleaning the kitchen that is so messy. The mbok is now working in the house of his wealthy neighbor, since he left Sarah's homework.

The Mbok is rarely at home, because the time to work is solid. From 6 am to 9 pm, and the time at home is only Sunday.

Both of his children who have grown up, as if he did not care about the fate of his own mother mbok. They are busy with their lives.

When looking for the whereabouts of Sarah, make the mbok shocked. Because Sarah is no more, there are only traces of the dinner plate.

“Nona, loh. Where was he, was he still here?”

The mbok who was a little panicked, started looking for Sarah's whereabouts. He fears Sarah is out of the house and is known to many, because now Sarah is a police fugitive.

“Nona.”

“Nona.”

Call Si mbok a few times, to the middle room. Suddenly the husband pulled his wife's hand. Go into the room with his mouth shut.

“Bapak.” The husband's hand was thrown away.

The old man just put his index finger on his lips,” hus. You can be quiet no.” Cetus the husband.

“This father is nothing,” said Si mbok.

“The beautiful woman is now sleeping, pity her,” grumbled the husband.

The mbok hit her husband on the head saying, ” Beautiful woman, she is Miss Sarah. My former employer first, father do not try to make him afraid.”

The old man just gently rubbed his chin and replied,” what a fear yes. I just can't bear to see him.”

The mbok only glared annoyed, since when her husband was so attentive to Sarah. Makes him a little suspicious.

“Father don't try to touch him in the slightest.” Reply to mbok. Pointing her fingers towards her husband's face.

The old man who became her husband just, frowned and left just like that.

The mbok hoped that if Sarah was in her house safe, because what she was worried about was not the police, but her husband who looked suspicious.

“Hopefully just my ugly mind alone.” Mumbam Si mbok's heart.

The mbok walked to the next room, to meet Sarah's whereabouts, when he arrived at the next room that slightly opened the door.

Now Si mbok, seeing Sarah is in focus looking at her laptop.

The old woman came in and said,” does the lady need something.”

Sarah sat down to answer the old woman's question with a smile,” mbok, don't treat me like the queen lord. I'm here just hitchhiking.”

“But non ...”

“Call me Sarah, do not non.”

“Good.”

That's when the mbok say goodbye, to go outside just shopping for kitchen needs.

Sarah just nodded her head.

In the room, Sarah is focusing on editing a video she plans to send as soon as possible.

Not forgetting with a small smile on his lips, he said,” the plan will continue.”

However, Si's husband continued to notice Sarah in the hole connected to her room. What the old man deliberately made, his two eyes were ceaselessly staring into the elokan body of Sarah who was well. Making the old man drool.

"I have to taste him" said the old man. Re-closing a small hole with a photo paste.