OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER
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My mind became chaotic. I felt that all this time my in-laws were hiding something from their daughter-in-law. I'm Rosa's mother's son, so it's only natural that my face looks so much like my own. What's the problem with him?


Never mind. I don't want to deepen my curiosity. If it is true that the old woman is hiding something, then I will find out at the right time. Or maybe before the secret is revealed and one of us dies let it forever be a taboo secret. I took a step back, cleaned myself up and rested, I think, something more appropriate than eavesdropping on the old grandmother's cry.


I wrapped the towel around my body after I finished lingering in the restroom. The water person said it can calm the mind, so I tried it by increasing the duration of my bath to be longer. Sure enough, my brain felt washed back after soaking in there.


Pricil doesn't need to take a shower even if I never bathe him when the clock has been aiming at seven o'clock at night. This tiny baby is still prone to colds and instead I just wash his body with warm water.


“Ta ta ta ma long maaa.” Those vague rants raised a special spirit for me. Uh I really hope that my little daughter can talk soon. Big fast, mama's boy.


Drrrt drrt.


The vibration of the phone on the nightstand successfully made me stop my activities looking at Pricil's face. I threw a sideways glance and then grabbed the flat object on which the name Aren was written.


“Halo. Are you done with your business?”


“I want us to meet now!”


Waw.


What is this wind?


“Make what?” I asked astonishment. Why did he meet me these nights.


“Quick exit I have arrived in front of your house.”


WHWHAT?


I was shocked to hear the words of the long-haired man. How could he have set foot here so fast while his nose was not visible. Huft adds to people's work, it should be my time to rest.


I then rushed out while carrying Pricil in a sling. There was no sound of sobbing from the front room, maybe my in-laws were already asleep. Thankfully, this time I was able to freely meet the man who was waiting for me out there.


“What's up?” I asked after successfully dealing with Aren. His face looked flat, his body leaning against the front of the car.


“Cute me now.”


“Hah? Where to?”


“Later you also know.”


“But it's already night Ren.”


“Still at eight. Oh come on, there's something I have to say.”


“I don't want.”


“It's about work.”


I'm afraid I didn't hear the word ‘job’ from Aren's mouth. Okay fix means it's about my second source of living after becoming a babu at Mr. Reno's house. If this is so I don't want to have to come with Aren, who knows there is important news that he brings. Yasudah, it's true after all he said that it's still eight at night. Who would dare forbid a widow to leave the house?


The night breeze caused the branches of the tree to fall to the right and to the left. Some bikers also bandage their bodies with jackets or thick clothes. Luckily I was in the car at the moment. Otherwise, being able to shiver my little princess is exposed to the night breeze.


Aren picked the corner-most table and I followed him from behind. Damnit damnit! I don't know why the Hero's shadow is running around in my brain. When I was pregnant with Pricil, my husband took me to a special cafe in booking for both of us. All the food was on the table, romantic music was playing on our evening. Ck Hero damn it! You're out of my memory, asshole!


“What do you want to order?” Aren's question broke my daydream. Oh, my God, I didn't even realize that a cafeteria waiter was in front of us.


“As far as you are.”


“Good.” Then Aren ordered two servings of food and drinks that I did not know what kind. Since I do not have any allergies to any food or drink so I just leave all the orders to the gondrong.


“Ehm.” Aren berdehem's. Oh, maybe he'll start the conversation soon.


“Bar we are officially closed.”


HUH!


CLOSED UP?


Oh my God, why? What should I and my son eat?


I can't speak, it feels like my lips are moaning. Aren who realized this immediately grabbed my fingers tightly. A sad look emanated from his face.


“A woman with no identity has killed the man I found in the closet this morning. At first I smelled the smell of a dead carcass as I passed in front of room 205. Out of curiosity I finally broke down the door that was locked from the outside. There was nothing even the room still looked very neat. But my gratefully still sharp sense of smell breathed in an unpleasant scent from inside the closet that had the key plucked from the front, probably by the killer. I forced open the closet and found a middle-aged man covered in blood and a bracelet with the initials RS in his pocket.” Aren explained at length times wide.


“Then I and the bar owner were questioned at the police station and it just ended an hour ago before I met you at home. The victim's family did not accept, even though the perpetrator was not one of us but they still asked for compensation in the form of money two billion or me and the owner of the bar will be included in prison.”


“This is the order mas.”


“Ah yes thank you.”


A waiter came along with a tray containing two servings of ramen and orange juice. Ou ou ou it turns out Aren ordered the soupy food for our menu tonight. Where did ohiya get to? Ah this waiter just bothers me.


“You how else? The bar owner was forced to pawn his assets in order to make up for the safe position of his and me. I don't know if Che can work at that place anymore or not. But obviously the place will be filled by others until the owner of the bar gets replacement money to redeem it back.” The gondrong man continued his story. A sour raze painted in the form, I know very well that Aren is currently in a state of anxiety bin.


Oh God.


To be honest my heart was also not calm and my mind was also fretful. Although not how much wages I received from washing there but at least the rupiah that I can use to support myself and also Pricil. Ohiya another one, the attached grandmother.


“Then what are your plans after this?” I asked Aren who still looked dizzy.


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