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KB-7
Heh, she thought I would just let go of it? With his departure from this house, the Meti has hit the war drums.
The number you are calling is inactive. Please try a few more moments. The voice of the mobile operator was heard when I tried to call his mobile number. “I've expected.”
Even though I was inactive, I sent a message. I'm sure he'll occasionally activate it to check.
\[Tell me, otherwise I will go to your family and humiliate you there.\]
An hour, two hours, the message still ticks one. I paced with a chaotic mind. If it proves my husband is cheating on her, watch out! Kuremas' head is getting dizzy. Gradually, my chest rumbled throbbing pain.
Is it possible that a husband as good as Hans could do treason? After what I've been giving you all this time. He was always there for me too. How could it be to lose? What else if he did it with that damn maid.
Oh, naw! My room, my bed, was shared with another woman. So mean! Oh my God, what am I supposed to do? Clear circles are falling down without me preventing them.
Ting tong ... suddenly the bell of the house was pressing. I walked from the sofa to the front door. Don't forget to wipe away the tears that still want to drip.
“Oh, Hendra, huh? Sorry what is needed?” ask me after opening the door.
“Sorry, Ma'am, the Meti is there? You are contacted, not active. ”
“You're Meti's girlfriend?”
“Hehe .. yes, Ma'am,” I got shy.
“But his Meti is gone.”
“Means?”
“He just ran away from home. Here I am again confused to find him where.”
“Kabur? Why did you escape?”
“That's him I want to ask too. Do you have a problem with him? ”
“No, Mbak.”
“If you later get news about him, please let me know, yes!”
“Good, Ma'am. Then I'm sorry.”
Hendra is over. Now I'm sitting at the door. So it's true that Meti is in a relationship with Bu Laras' son.
Then what is it possible to be in a relationship with Hans as well? It doesn't feel possible. Physically, Hendra won a landslide victory over my husband. But why did Meti have to run away, anyway?
I returned the chat I sent. Finally got the blue tick. I made a call right away.
\[Thank you, Hendra just got out of my house. Otherwise I'll tell him how cheap you are.\] The message I gave you before I touched the number.
Click ….
“Hallo, New. Please don't tell Hendra's weirdo.”
His ripeness Hendra is a weakness \*\*\*\*\*\* this small.
“Tell me exactly what happened? You're playing crazy with your master huh?”
“No Madam! I wasn't. I actually helped Madam to sniff out Mr.”'s affair
“You mean?”
“More Mistress find out for yourself. The Madam's in-laws knew this as well. I've been depressed enough all this time. Please do not add to the load.”
“Funny once you. It was you who was burdening me. Basic don't know yourself!” my hardik.
“Stop bye, Mistress.”
Tuutt .. he turned off the unilateral connection.
“Arrggh!”
I studied and pondered what Meti had said just now. He said my in-laws knew about this.
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“Yes, my dear, do not bother until delivered all. Can transfer,” said semringah in-laws.
“No hassle, Mom. I want to be friendly too. It's been a long time ‘kan I didn't visit.”
“Hans is not wrong to choose a wife. You are the best.”
“Ah, Mother overdone.”
“Serious Ghost. He said there was no money? Why force like this?”
“So happenstance, Boss gives bonuses. So I immediately remembered Mother.”
“Oh my God, thank you Mantu.” Hans' mother smiled broadly to reveal her teeth. “Eh, forgot! Why come alone? Where is Hans?”
Did you ask Hans? Didn't he know that he went to Bali to follow Dea.
“Mas Hans to Bali with Dea, Mom. How, I don't know?”
“Ke Bali with Dea?” Seemed shocked.
“Bu, why Bu?” I rebuke the in-laws who lay down for a moment.
“Oh, yes-yes. Mom forgot. Lately, I don't know why you're forgetful. Hehe ...” My in-laws this time forced a smile.
He is not very good at theatre. The smell of lies was strong all around me. True it turns out said the Meti, this middle-aged lung woman knows something.
Allahu akbar, allahu akbar .. azan magrib reverberated from one of the TV stations.
“Not felt already magrib alone. Mom, I'm in prayer, yeah!”
“By-can, of course.”
I chose prayer in Dea's room. When I prayed I locked the door to his room. I quickly finished the three rakaat faster. The rest I searched the closet and the drawers inside.
Tok, tok, the sound of the room door being knocked. Hadeuh, but have not found anything.
“Mantu, how long? Come on, let's have dinner first,” take my in-laws from outside the room.
“Oh, yes, Mom. A minute.”
I didn't come out long enough not to be suspicious. We enjoyed dinner together. Hans' father had died a long time ago. While the maid in this house always works until the afternoon only.
“How good is not Mother's cooking?”
“Taste Mom always good. The restaurant chef just lost,” my praise.
“Ah Ghost, you could have. Mom's cooking time is equated with chef. Hehe,”.
“Bu, can I stay overnight. Mas Hans ‘kan again in Bali, so at home I'm alone. Meti again staying at his friend's house.”
“Which way, your maid. Not the employer, instead stay overnight,” grunggutu.
“Tak what Mom. He rarely stays, really. So how can I stay?”
“Ya certainly can, Mantu.”
After dinner we spent time together in front of the TV. Suddenly my eyes caught a photo album on the shelf of a closet not far from the TV shelf. Tumben once had a photo album. I had never found it every time I visited the house of in-laws. After asking permission to take it, I immediately took a look around. It turned out to be an old photo album.
“Bu, whose photo is this?” I pointed at a row of adorable little baby photos.
“It's Hans. Funny, huh?”
“Iya.”
I open sheet by sheet until the last page. How, I feel something is awkward? The feeling I didn't find any pictures of babies or toddlers other than Hans.
“Why, Mantu? ” asked when I saw me keep reopening the album.
“If which Dea photo, yes, Bu?”
“Dea?” Instantly the ripple of the mother who was relaxed watching her beloved soap opera changed.
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