PELLET THE MIDWIFE

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With great authority Satya came and took Puspa's hand in front of everyone and admitted that the girl in the ash dress was his future wife.

"He's my future wife,"

Not only was Fadli shocked to hear it, Puspa could not hide his surprise.

"Don't look at me like that, honey! I became more and more in love," Satya tightened her hand.

Instantly the blush of Puspa met with shame. Satya must have been lying to save him from Yasmin's insults, that's what Puspa had in mind.

Fadli could not hide jealousy in his heart, although he also doubted the words of the man before him.

"All right, we gotta go home. You can't be outside too late we also have to prepare for the wedding, so I don't want you to be sick,"

Satya holding a friendly Puspa made the girl misbehaved. Eager to get rid of Satya's arm that was now coiled around her waist, but she had to hold it back otherwise Fadli would know if it was all just a charade.

"Depart, Sir!" Puspa quickly moved away from the employer's side when he got outside the hotel.

"Sir, why not become a soap opera artist? acting father is amazing," said Puspa while giving two thumbs up.

Brugh!

Puspa's body fell right in Satya's arms as the man abruptly pulled his arm.

"Do I look like I'm acting?"

The sharp gaze of the man can make the heart rhythm of Puspa restless.

"I mean, Father what?" the girl who is now very close to the man who has repeatedly saved her in his life is upset because of the work of the master.

"Let's get married!"

"What?" because of Puspa's surprise to push rough Satya's body until the man rewinded his steps. His voice was very deafening.

"You're like a scared cat very funny. Ha ha ha ...!" It could be that the man laughed after making Puspa overheated.

"Hurry in! Or I'll leave you here."

Puspa immediately followed the employer into the car.

"Don't do that again, sir! That's not funny," Puspa grumbled in the car.

"I'm serious,"

"Satya sir!" shouted Puspa annoyed.

"Deflect your voice! My eardrum could break. You want to make me deaf?"

"Finally, Mr. Jahil is very good, but thank you for Mr. Satya has saved me from embarrassment,"

The car was speeding through the cold night wind. Meanwhile, across there was a hot one. Fadli, no longer even greet the invited guests. The man had long been in the toilet to vent his anger at the burning flames of jealousy.

"You're only mine, Puspa!" snarl. Until now Fadli continued to regret his actions to Puspa that night, if he could control himself they would still be together.

***

In the middle village there is a furore. Entin came to Ningrum's house and cried hysterically inside.

"What's up, Entin?" although the relationship between the two women deteriorated lately, but Ningrum could not ignore the woman who had been his best friend for years.

"Ra-raka ... Rum," He said in a snoop.

"Why rabbit?"

"That's what Puspa said, Rum. Hiks hicks ..."

Entin has sent all the money from selling rice fields to Raka. However, the boy did not give any news at all making him worried to the point of not eating well and not being able to sleep well.

Armed with a piece of paper that he got from Puspa at that time, Entin was determined to leave for the city because of fear that something bad was happening to his son only wayang.

After a fairly time-consuming journey, Entin also arrived at the address to which he was headed. A minimalist blue chat house located in a narrow alley.

"So you've been living here all along, Ka" said Entin. His heart felt sad to know his son lived in a small house, very different from what was told by raka so far.

Entin knocked on the door several times, but there was no word from inside the house.

"Who's it from, Mom?" a young man came out from the house next door.

Entin walked over to the man.

"Yes, Mom,"

"Do you know where he is?"

"Raka if it's working at this hour, ma'am. Whose mother?"

"I'm Raka's mother,"

At first the man named Bambang hesitated to give Raka's workplace address to his mother, but Entin continued to force.

Entin could not enter Raka's house so he carried a bag containing his clothes to the address Bambang gave him.

"Opo to work account? It's almost night when you haven't been home?" muttered the woman who is now on public transport to her son's workplace.

Entin was more confused when he arrived at the destination. A building with sparkling lights in every corner is obvious it's not a factory building or anything like that. The woman also stepped up while continuing to carry her bag.

"Where are you going?" Just about to step in two big-bodied men prevent Entin.

"I want to find Raka" said Entin.

The two muscular men also looked at each other. Why are mothers looking for Raka. Was the man out of stock and carrying an aged woman? The two laughed loudly, causing Entin to be confused.

"Mom just go home! inside there's still a lot of stock of beautiful women whose skin is still tight and smooth, so old women like you are not in need," the two laughed again after uttering disrespectful words to the village woman.

"What do you mean?"

Intentionally Entin's gaze was fixed on the man who was sitting on the sofa in the flank of two scantily dressed women. From the giraffe it was seen that the man was drunk heavily.

"Raka?" lirih Entin . Without a second thought Entin directly barged in to meet his son.

The two bodyguards who were engrossed in laughter were unaware of what Entin was doing.

"Raka!"

Entin's voice boomed between the thump of music so loud. With little awareness left Raka recognizes her mother, but she doesn't rub her because she suspects she's hallucinating right now.

"Geezers!" Entin watered his son's face with a glass of water on the table. I don't know if it's water, he doesn't care.

Raka moved because she did not accept the treatment of the woman in front of her.

"Bad!" the word swearing was immediately thrown from the man's mouth without knowing he was rebuking his biological mother.

"You snapped mom!"

"Mom-Mom?"

Raka wiped her wet face and tried to see who the woman before her was. Only then did he realize if it was his mother who was standing with a pushy look.

"Mom, why are you here?"

"So really Puspa talk? You're outrageous!" Entin rushed out of the place which made him feel uncomfortable. Many couples of men and women who blatantly fondle without shame. As a woman living in the village of Entin could not bear to see the scene that he thought was very embarrassing.

With the roar of Entin's tears back to the village without seeing his only son, he was afraid that he would curse him in anger if he continued to be near him.

"Wes to, Entin. Sing was patient," Ningrum tried to calm his best friend who was still as unwilling.

"Sorry Yo, Rum. I've said bad to you and Puspa,"

"No papa .you are so out of ignorance" Ningrum hugged Entin tightly he could feel the sadness that Entin was feeling right now.

"I'm sorry for my son's brazen behavior" he continued.

"Come."

Drett!

Drett!

Vibrating the phone in Entin's pocket made him take off Ningrum's embrace.

"Hello sopo Iki?" Entin asked on the phone because the number was not stored on his phone.

Ningrum watched Entin carefully as he wondered who was calling.

"Open?" Entin's facial sharpness turned pale making Ningrum worried.

"What's up, Entin?"