PELLET THE MIDWIFE

chapter 25. Drunk Satya

"Ningrum!"

While raising the height of his negligent subordinates, Entin shouted in front of Ningrum's house. His face was red and held in anger.

Before long, the one called out from inside. In broad daylight this was the best to sleep, but Entin instead shouted like a fire, making Ningrum wake up from his nap.

"Ono opo to, Entin?" Ningrum came out while confirming her hair ties.

"Your son does not know himself! It's been in please even visit!" Entin spoke in a high tone, leaving Ningrum wide in disbelief.

Raka's mother, did not seem to be joking. Even her eyes were reddening holding back tears.

"What, you mean? Ojo talk carelessly!" Ningrum's voice was no less loud.

"Sopo zinc talk carelessly? Raka called me, she said Puspa ran off with another, richer man!"

Ningrum's body instantly suffocated, the woman even nearly fell down. Fortunately, there was a table for him to hold. "About opo to you, Entin? My son can't!" Ningrum looked at his best friend with a sad look.

"Can't be an opo? Buktine, she's playing shaman to snare Fadli! " Entin spoke in a cynical tone.

It was very painful, when he was accused and harsh words from the only person who had defended him.

It was still clear in Ningrum's memory, how Entin continued to defend Puspa at a time when the entire populace was jeering him. However, right now he was the only person who insulted Puspa right in front of him.

"Why would you say that, Entin? Isn't Puspa like your own son?" Ningrum's tears began to fall. The insults of the citizens alone still continue to be received every day, now added Entin. If he could, he would soon leave the village.

Until now Ningrum is still waiting for news from Puspa. She hopes her daughter gets a job soon, so she can come with her. However, Entin's words broke his heart.

Could it be, Puspa did such a lowly thing?

"Give me Raka's number! I'll talk to him myself!" Pinta Ningrum. from a few days ago she had asked for Raka's number, but Entin reasoned that her son's phone number was no longer active.

"No, you'll definitely curse him later. I memorize your nature, surely you will scold my son. Though your son was wrong," Entin passed by leaving Ningrum without permission.

Until Entin's heart hurts his best friend's feelings. He should have spoken better.

Ningrum entered the house with a grim look. Until then, he did not believe what Entin had said.

Ningrum grabbed the phone on the table, looking for Puspa's new contacts there. He had to ask her directly to Puspa the truth.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mommy!" Very audible, if Puspa happy to get a call from his mother.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Nduk."

Ningrum tried to hold back his cries lest the daughter find out and became worried.

"You, okay to?" ask Ningrum.

"Thank God be good, ma'am. Opo ono? mom's voice is hoarse, mom's crying?" Puspa was worried about the state of the mother.

With a heavy heart, Ningrum asked the truth of Raka's story.

"So, Raka said that, Mom?" Puspa sounded emotional.

"Yes, is that true what he said, Pus?"

Across there, Puspa was also agitated. He was confused to tell a story. Her mother would not stay silent knowing her daughter had been sold to a nightlife.

If you choose silence, it will be impressed that he justifies Raka's words. Like the fruit of the malakama, Puspa is in a dilemma now.

"Did you believe me?"

"Yo must to, I trust you more than Entin's words." Ningrum's speech made Puspa's heart feel relieved.

"Everything Bulek Entin said is not true, ma'am. I am no longer with Raka, because my work place is far from her boarding house. So I need to worry!" Puspa had to lie for his mother.

"O ... Yo wes if it is, then let's not omeli the Entin. She was maki-maki you in front of mom, it hurt so much at me," Ningrum started crying.

"Wes, there's no need to be stirred. By the way is fine with him, ma'am."

Puspa could not sleep. The shadow of the mother's face always flashed before the eyes. It was a pity that the woman had to stay among those who continued to blaspheme her.

The night is getting late and Puspa has not been able to close his eyes. In his view the shady face of Marni who was sleeping. 'If only Mom were here, ' he murmured inwardly.

In order to dispel the uneasiness in the heart, the girl chose to exit the room. The house felt empty at night.

"Hasn't Satya come home yet?" Puspa muttered as he looked towards the master's room.

Brakk!

The heart stops beating when the main door opens hard. The girl settles, towards the direction of the sound. 'What's baling?' his inner.

A shadow appears to be leaning against the door. The lack of lighting, making Puspa do not recognize the person.

Puspa, trying to remember the location of the light switch. With a shaking hand he pressed a button.

Chequek!

The lights instantly lit up the entire room.

"Satya sir?" Seen clearly, Satya's body is leaning on the door.

"Piye Iki?" Puspa wanted to approach, but his heart felt doubtful. Given how arrogant that guy is.

When he saw that satya would fall, with a reflex movement Puspa caught him.

Brugh!

The big tall body fell right in the arms of Puspa.

"Mr, Drunk?" ask Puspa. The strong smell of alcohol came from the man's body. Either he had spent how many drinks, so just standing up could not afford.

With heavy steps, Puspa swept the heavy body towards the guest room. Seeing Satya's unconscious condition, it would be very difficult to bring her to his private room.

"Wes, just stay here. I am not strong if I have to go up the stairs. Waking up Miss Marni is also not hearty." Puspa muttered to himself while laying Satya's body on the bed.

Brugh!

Unexpectedly, Satya's hand grabbed Puspa's arm violently until the girl fell right over him.

That position made Puspa feel uncomfortable. He tried to get up, but Satya's hand held him back. "Don't leave me Pamela! I love you!" In an unconscious state, Satya continued to fumble.

"Sir, Sir! Iki Puspa is not Pamela!" Puspa patted Satya's two cheeks to resuscitate the man, but his efforts were in vain.

"Bu ...! Miss Marni ...!" Puspa called out to Marni with his voice. With that loud voice, it was certain that the middle-aged woman immediately woke up from her sleep.

"Mom!" Marni searches for Puspa's whereabouts.

"I'm in the guest room, Mom!" sahut Puspa's.

"Why in the guest room at night?" Marni muttered as she walked towards the room.

"Astaghfirullah ...! What are you doing?" Marni was shocked when she saw Puspa was piercing her master's body.

"Help me, Mom!" Puspa waved his hand at Marni.

"This is what the story is, how can this be?" Marni continues to nyerocos while helping Puspa apart from Satya's embrace.

After successfully escaping, Puspa immediately stood up and repaired his tattered clothes due to Satya.

"Hurp my breath, Mom," said Puspa as he stroked his chest.

"Have it, help me!" with a defeat, the two women managed to position Satya's body on the bed.

"Is Mr Satya often like this, ma'am?" tanya Puspa was curious.

"Let's get out first! I'll tell you everything!" bring Marni. The two women finally went outside the room, leaving Satya already asleep.