Passion of My Wife's Sister

Go home to Uncle

for two years I lived with Mayang, and Maria. I just saw the other side of my sister-in-law.

I noticed the situation below was safe I went down. "May, down!" call me.

"What the hell Mas, this cool again" I rounded the eyes. cool in where try?

"ayo May, get down! hunt them down here" I said again.

I saw Mayang, throwing some fruits. I don't know what the name of the fruit is and then he immediately came down.

"sook!" take me.

but Mayang, still picking up the booze, "What the hell is May?" ask me

"Yes, to eat Mas, Mayang hungry" I said honestly.

I had to help Mayang bring some of those fruits.

"But May, how toxic is this fruit?"

"No ko mas, just calm down. It's sweet-sour taste" I told.

"Not to eat May!" I'm warning again.

after that the fruit I held I threw away.

I can see the look on Mayang's face, turning sullen.not you alone are hungry May, me too.

we walked side by side, I never let go of the hand grip in the slightest. I was afraid of losing Mayang back.

my current goal is to get back in the car, so that we leave this place immediately and return to Uncle's house.

"Oh .. Yes May, besides climbing trees.you are good at climbing what else?!" he asked in the style of rangs

"Astarojim ... Mas Dimas!" peekiku.

"Astaghfirullah's.. May, not Astarojim!" Mas Dimas fixed my wrong words.

"Yes ... Mayang, you know"

"wait for May, our car?"

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Thank God we were safe at Uncle's house, fortunately he caught up with us in the forest. Uncle said someone saw us enter the forbidden forest.

then Uncle immediately followed us after his return from a visit at the home of another relative.

we've been here for a week. After Mayang and I, telling you about losing Maria, Uncle looks ordinary.

I don't want to think negatively about Uncle, maybe he is also worried just that he still looks calm in dealing with problems, does not want to look panicked.

my Uncle and I chatted in a saung near the rice fields, it was very cool and peaceful.It was fitting that Mayang, angry when I found out I was visiting here alone.

according to stories from Uncle, the hobbies of Maria, and Mayang, are very different.

it's worth Mayang, good at climbing trees. Apparently Mayang, since childhood likes to adventure.

and Mary, Mary would rather spend time at home and make things right.It is fitting that my wife never complained a bit.

indeed, I admit, as long as I was the husband of Mary, I never saw her ask for help from Mayang, her sister or me.

Maria, so independent.she is also a hard worker, yet Maria, changed in an instant this time.

I decided to go home tomorrow morning to the city, considering that I had to find the whereabouts of Maria, who still had not been found.

"Uncle, lunch is ready!" said Mayang who suddenly was in front of us.

"Come on. We're home in the morning!" take my uncle to nod.

I saw Mayang even running around to the rice fields that were accompanied by his son Uncle Ratih.

"Assalamualaikum.." Greetings when I want to go through the door.

"wa'alaikumsalam.." said aunty. "Let's get Dimas in and eat!" added again.

I went in and sat down next to my uncle, and I filled the plate with rice and side dishes.

"Mom, have the kids eaten yet?" My uncle asked aunt.

"Ouh. has been sir, but ... Mayang has not eaten he said he is still not hungry" said aunty explained.

I see Uncle is just a mangosteen.

after I finished coming with Uncle to the rice field.just looking around, I can't help Uncle.

we go to the rice fields on foot said Uncle is healthier on foot than using a motor. Uncle rice fields are not too far away, until there are many people who pluck rice.

"Well, this is Mas-Mas the other day?" he asked, I smiled as a response.

"Yes, I think I've gone home' don't know yet" said the father of the rice picker with a smile.

then the uncle explained to the father of the rice picker, where we got lost in the middle of the forbidden forest. The petrified uncle also saved our car when the handak was damaged by primitive man.

luckily Uncle came on time, otherwise I don't know what would have happened to the two of us.

"Already, Son Dimas just sit in the saung there!" tell uncle.

I just according, uncle's rice field is really wide. Uncle is said to be the one who is in this village, but uncle and aunt are acting ordinary.

I don't want to look rich in the eyes of the villagers.

if I think mah, uncle's house is not in the village. rather the suburbs.

"Mas, would you like to follow me?" ask Mayang, please,

since our existence here Mayang, looks more friendly with this self.

"But I'm talking about Mas?" ask her again who broke my daydream.

"No.. May, Mas, just stay here!"

"Yes already .." he answered and passed away.

I can only shake my head, I think Mayang, is old enough, but look at his behavior like a child who is still snot.

the installment ran here and there, I don't know.I remember at Maria's request, what if Mayang actually married me.

bother my life, I like parenting a child who is still sitting on the SD bench.

"where are you, baby?" my words, which may be only me listening to me.

after almost afternoon Uncle took us home' me and Uncle walked side by side.

Mayang, and Ratih, came home using a piggyback bike.

we could only stare at their backs and finally as they rode nyungsep on the fringes of the rice fields.

there was the sound of screaming from the sound of Mayang and Ratih's cry.

me and Uncle immediately ran to help Mayang and Ratih.

I saw Ratih only a little wound.but Mayang, he suffered a lot of injuries on the face, hands and feet that suffered a sprain can be said not to be moved.

by being forced to carry Mayang, on the back.was uncle who wanted to carry Mayang, I did not have the heart to see an old uncle.

"Pelan donk Uncle!, this is very sick" cried Mayang.

"It's slow, May"

I saw Mayang, Mayang who had been crying since then finally fell asleep.

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Thank God we finally got home.

the house is so clean and tidy. but .. wait-wait! does this mean that Mba Maria has returned?!.

I rushed into the house to find Mba Maria.

"Mr!" call me

"Mba, Mary!" I repeat my call.

there was a clap that echoed in this room.I also looked towards the source of the sound.

and ... I turned my body. Mba I've been standing on the stairs and staring at us dislike.

"it turns out that yes, you have a special relationship" he said

I immediately pulled my hand from Mas Dimas' grasp, and slightly kept my distance from him.

"No dear, what you see is not true" said Mas Dimas, flanking Mba Maria's cheeks with both hands

"already Mas, everything has been proven" he accused again.this time Mba I looked at me cynically.

I shook my head, and tried to explain that what he saw was not true.

I don't want to take her husband, "Mba!" please me.

but Mba I pull this hand strong, it looks so angry with what he did see it is not true.

"get out of this house! you traitors!" he shouted loudly.I sat down lethargic.

"Your lady May, you've ruined my household"

"no Mba, no! I'm not like that" said as hefty