Neighboring With Genderuwo.
Go home.
Satria and Sekar cars enter the courtyard of the mansion. Teak-carved joglo buildings lined up as the main house. While in front of the entrance gate there is a large hall. A kind of room for a meeting or a big event. While in front of the hall there is a fish pond and flower garden arranged in such a way as to make the view of the house look beautiful.
Satria parked her car, then
we walked in through the side of the hall.
Behind her, Nisa followed in her footsteps full of question marks.
"Why are you in the back, this is your house, right?".
"We go to Rama's place and mother first, only later
to your room".
"I really don't understand, I'll go with you Satria".
"You're this, it's really bothering me".
"How could you forget about your own home??".
"You've only stayed in my house for a day, right?".
"May your mama scold me later".
Nisa really can't think. He only remembers waking up in his room.Know, the morning was already in makeup and married to Satria in the hall. In the afternoon, Nisa was delivered to Satria's house and spent the first night there.
About her parents' house, Nisa really doesn't know anything. His head could not remember what happened to him. In an instant, she had to switch roles to be the wife of a foreign man whom Nisa did not know her background at all.
Satria took Nisa to enter the door of the joglo house in front of the hall. He said a greeting, then kissed the hands of the two old men who were sitting leisurely on the sofa. Nisa follows Satria, doing the same.
"You've arrived, let's sit down, son".
"Rama and mother, my parents set their greetings to you".
"Thank you son, say hello to us when you get home".
"Dark, come here son, mom and rama miss you once".
"When only last night did you leave us, but this house feels lonely".
"You don't bother your husband, do you??".
"Of course not Ma'am, Sekar quickly adjusted to our extended family".
"Thank God, son, I'm glad to hear that".
"O, yes ma'am..I want to say goodbye and ask permission to bring Sekar to Jakarta".
"You guys just got married, but you can't wait to get back to work".
"Indeed it should be so, ma'am, otherwise Sekar will be fed what??".
"Your wealth that much, will not run out if only to feed Sekar".
"It's been to Bu, maybe Satria a lot of work affairs that can not be left behind".
"Sana.help your daughter to prepare".
Mom and Nisa walk towards the joglo house which is Nisa's room. The two entered the room and cleaned up the items that Nisa would bring to move to Jakarta. She should automatically follow her husband, wherever he goes.
"Why to nduk, how do you look like such a sad person?".
"You're Ndak Seneng, going to Jakarta??".
"It's not so Mom, it's just that I'm still confused".
"Why else to nduk??".
"You should be happy to have a husband like Satria's".
"The guy's dashing, handsome, pinter looking for money".
"Wis to,, don't be weird, just obey your husband".
"Just be a good wife, never argue with your husband".
"Good Mom".
Nisa digested the woman's words well. Very similar to his mother, when giving advice. Types of Javanese women in general who are always devoted and devoted to the husband.
Nisa remembers Dito and his two daughters. Last time, Nisa told Sofia to take them home to Yogya. It should be at this time, Nisa is one city, considering it seems like she is also in Yogya.
"You daydream again, nduk??".
"Don't daydream a lot, later to the devil, just know your taste".
"Eh..no kok Bu, this is Sekar has finished cleaning".
"Yes, let me take Darmi mbok, there you serve to eat for your husband".
"Yes Mom".
Nisa went to the kitchen. The distance between the room and the kitchen is quite far. From a distance, an old woman was lifting a ripe vegetable. Maybe that's what Mbok Darmi meant by mom.
"Den ayu,, what do you need to use to the kitchen everything??".
"That's mbok, mother told me to prepare a meal for mas Satria".
"No papa, let me help you".
Mbok Darmi did not answer. He looked at Nisa's face. Soon, like a possessed person, Darmi holds Nisa's arm, with a frightening look on her eyes.
"Don't fall asleep Nisa, wandering souls, will surely meet the tip of the base".
"If you get lost in a storm, keep walking, do not stop and stay or even feel comfortable".
"The soul that moksha, will soon incarnate".
"Use conscience, in order to describe the content of the meaning that is actually being sought his answer".
Nisa listened to Darmi's words carefully. Although it is clear, but Nisa still does not understand his words. When he was about to ask, mbok Darmi suddenly realized. He apologizes to Nisa.
"Sorry, not intentionally".
"See, let me grab the plate first".
"Mbok Darmi is fine right??".
"Yes, den ayu, Ndak need to worry about the same symbols".
"Den ayu who must be careful, not all that is around den ayu, is a righteous person".
"You mean Darmi??".
"Use conscience to understand the surroundings".
"Den ayu must have found the answer".
This old man actually knew a lot. But his explanation was not presented openly. There's a fear of something. Nisa did not understand the warning mbok Darmi.
Finished helping prepare lunch, Nisa headed for her room. He thought he could rest for a while, because Satria was still with him. However, when Nisa went into the room, apparently Satria was already lying on the bed. Her smile expanded to see Nisa coming. Since then, Nisa continues to be the target of her irritation.
"From Nisa, where have you been??".
"Mas finished talking to Rama??".
"Have dik, mas kangen same you".
"Mas, it's still daytime, Ndak pantes Lo see this together".
"Then, if you suddenly come later".
"Why should we be ashamed, we're newlyweds, right??".
"Mom must understand what we're doing".
"You must obey the husband, can not refuse Lo Nis".
"You should've understood mom's banter, right?".
Nisa felt strange, the room as clean as this suddenly smelled a stinging foul smell. In her room, flowers are still stored
roses, jasmine and cantiletes, her former makeup yesterday.
Satria stepped closer to Nisa. He seemed to understand the contents of his wife's heart, because suddenly Satria ate the flowers left on her dressing table. It slightly disguised the stench that had been in his life.
Not yet exhausted her astonishment with her husband's behavior, Nisa's body has been lifted and placed on the bed. With a burning lust, again Satria fucked his wife. It was as if Nisa's body was opium to him. Nisa herself was astonished by Satria's volatile personality.
While making love, Satria becomes a slave who serves Nisa very well. While outside the room, Satria transformed into a person who is cute and arrogant.Seolah Satria has a dual personality.
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