Passion of My Wife's Sister

The Strange Attitude of Mary

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"Alhamdulillah..tillah" Mas Dimas said Hamdalah as a form of gratitude we arrived home safely.

I got down and walked slowly into the house.

but why the door can be opened yes, the feeling I've been locked. I immediately took the key from inside my backpack and sure enough the house key is on me.

In this house that holds the keys of the house yes it was me, Mba Maria, and Mas Dimas.we both have their own keys.

what that means is that Mba Maria has returned. I immediately pushed the door for me to enter the house.

I looked for his whereabouts, heard the clapping sound I heard in my dream.The difference is I went into this house alone without Mas Dimas.

I turned around, and "Mba Maria." my great-grandson.

My mom looked at me softly, I rubbed my eyes to see if this was just a dream.

"You're a Corpse traitor, you snatched your sister's own husband"

I shook my head, quickly dismissed my sister Maria's accusation.she was standing right where I saw her in my nightmare.

the words seemed to spin in my head like broken tapes that kept spinning over and over again.

I who was dissolved in daydreams was surprised when there was someone patting on my shoulder.

I grimaced a little and looked at who was behind me.

"Mba Mary!"I said stammering, the thing I feared would come true.

I saw my mom just shut up, unexpectedly. Mba hugged me tight.

my mom has never behaved like this before. Mba I'm a great woman, a strong woman.

but ... what? My mom is different now, she looks lethargic and helpless.

I took off his embrace, and stared at his pias face. "Mba, where have you been?" my many.

but Mba Maria just smiled wryly, "Are you okay?" he asked back to me.

it's weird that he shouldn't have answered my question, but he asked me instead.

Mba Maria looked at the wounds on the body and said "Is this very painful. May?"

I shook my head quickly. The wound on my body I can still bear "Just a little pain'" I answered honestly.

"Darling!" said mas Dimas.

"Where have you been? why not tell and not tell?" the consecutive questions that Dimas asked.

I decided to give privacy to both of them.

I'm sure they must have both missed.

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when I got to my room I was immediately lying down.

I was very tired, the journey we took spent hours, plus my current situation is not in good condition.

when I closed my eyes, Mba Maria came and sat on the edge of my bed.

"Your mother, under may" explains Mba Maria.

"Are you, at Uncle's place, taking good care of yourself there?!."

deg...

why suddenly Mba I asked like this. is it possible Mba Maria had the same thoughts as in my dream.

my dream was a sign.

I began to tremble, I was afraid Mba I lost his mind.one said if one was experiencing blind jealousy he did not know anyone.

I began to tremble, cold sweat began to drench my forehead.What should I answer?

my heart was beating faster, as if it needed oxygen.

I was shocked when my mom held these two hands.

"no need to worry!" he said and left.

what's with Mba Maria, even from her net she looks very slow.Unusually, Mba Maria is a nimble person.

doing homework alone he sat set sat set.

she's like a mother to me, where maybe I could hurt her heart.

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I flanked Maria's cheeks with both of my hands, but yes tepis.and chose to go after her sister Mayang who was in the room.

I was waiting for Maria in the room, I was sitting on the edge of the bed just wanted to ask her where she had been for two weeks.

what the hell happened to him? why he didn't give us news.

all the questions I wanted to ask, unfortunately my wife chose not to return to our room.

until I slept waiting for his arrival.

I realized, there was a knock on my bedroom door.I immediately got up and opened my bedroom door.

"Master, lunch is ready." bik Ning told me.

after Bik Ning left immediately, unfortunately why didn't I ask about where they were going.

I immediately cleaned myself up, it did not take long I had finished bathing and was complete with home-based casual clothes.

I got down immediately, after I got to the dinner table I pulled up the chair and dropped this ass.

I saw my wife coming up to me and filling the dishes with rice and side dishes.

Maria never let me take rice by myself.

he said this was a form of a wife's devotion.

as I was about to put rice in my mouth, a voice sounded.

Bruk!

"Mary" I cried in surprise.