REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 117.

"Congratulations, Lasmi. How come you're here?" asked Sarah also who was surprised by the existence of the woman who had been his assistant at the house of Nek Minah, because Lasmi had married back to the islanders sebrang and moved to her husband's place, how can he be here now.

"Javab, Lasmi! Don't tell me you ...." Mr. Ismail pointed at Lasmi's face with a look of ignorance, but strangely his face looks riled up.

 And when Lasmi stood up and stepped one step forward, Mr. Ismail suddenly immediately retreated and fell backward because he tripped his own feet.

"Hi, Sister Sarah, Mr. Axel." Lasmi greets Sarah and Axel with a sweet smile on her lips. "Hi, my crazy ex-husband" he hissed as he looked at Mr. Ismail, who was now sitting on the floor with a shocked face.

 Jeni did not care about all the drama that existed, after Lasmi moved from her place she rushed to the silent and cold body of Nek Minah then hugged her while continuing to try to resuscitate her, he knew that the body would no longer be able to respond to his every call.

 Kyai Hasan was encouraged by Umi Nafisah also followed Jeni inside, with Gus Musa who did not want to interfere with other problems in the family. They enter and begin to calm Jeni, while contacting some people who might be able to help the process of bathing and burial late house of Minah.

 While Sarah, Axel and Mr. Ismail are still with Lasmi who is now walking towards the living room.

"Official you how did it get here? Didn't you follow your husband to the island?" asked Sarah ventured, karna since Lasmi who was silent even made her a little afraid.

 Mr. Ismail got up and followed the steps of Lasmi who was now standing still in the living room, right in the middle.

"I beg you not to bother us anymore, Lasmi. You're happy now, aren't you? Please no longer come into my life, I'm alone now" said Mr. Ismail sounding clear.

 Sarah and Axel looked at each other because they did not understand the conditions that were passing in front of them.

 Lasmi seemed to glance at Mr. Ismail with a gaze that could not be interpreted.

"What do you mean, Mom? Gone off? You asked me to leave, did you forget that you still have a huge debt to me huh?" lasmi snapped firmly, making Mr. Ismail look aghast and retreated back one step.

"T-but, Lasmi. You seen? My mother just died, there's no way we're going to talk about that right now, is there? Please be generous a little, pity my mother if not immediately taken care of and mummified if we continue to argue," persuaded Mr. Ismail trying to negotiate.

 Lasmi snorted loudly, then stared intently at the old netra Mr. Ismail who used to always look at him sharply, but now let alone to look into his eyes said in a high tone in front of Lasmi, Mr. Ismail was not brave.

"When should I wait again? Until you finally catch up with your mother anyway, Mas? Huh yeah?" lasmi again.

 Mr. Ismail seemed to tremble, his hands swaying in the air with his head unceasingly shaking.

"No! Not what I meant, Lasmi. But ... But please, look at the situation, can't we just put this matter on hold?" pinta Mr. Ismail is still trying to sediba.

 Lasmi seems reluctant to leave, perhaps because it has been too long patient waiting for Mr. Ismail to fulfill his promise.

 Sarah finally took the initiative to help Mr. Ismail talk, especially now is not the right time to discuss other problems while there are bodies waiting to be dealt with.

"Sorry, Ma'am does not know between you what the problem is. But ... in saying Mr. Ismail has a point, now we must prioritize the management of the body first, pity if it is too long in the care. For that, please understand, Lasmi. This business tomorrow you can discuss again with Mr. Ismail after the affairs of the corpse is finished, how?" ask Sarah carefully.

 Whether because of Sarah who spoke or what, in the end Lasmi nodded and did not continue the matter first but he asked Mr. Ismail to promise to fulfill his promise after all the business in his house was finished.

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 After Nek Minah's funeral procession was completed, Jeni was still stunned on the red earth mound. Crying over it until her face is red.

"Sir, noah. don't be too crying like this pity late home, nduk," said Umi Nafisah while stroking the back of her daughter-in-law who looked very lost it.

 Jeni shook her head while still hugging the loose land beneath which lay the peace of someone very dear to her after Abah and her Mother.

"Sir, we're home." Gus Musa also persuaded his wife, because the mourners who delivered including Sarah and Axel had been saying goodbye to home since.

"The art still wants to be here, Mas." Jeni replied without letting go of her embrace from the ground and a gravestone bearing the name Nek Minah along with the date of her death.

 Umi Nafisah touched Gus Musa's shoulder.

"Le, Umi bring your brother home first huh. It's late afternoon, Abah time to take medicine is over too, you accompany Jeni."

"Keus Umi same Abah back up what? We only brought one car," asked Gus Musa worried, because now Kyai Hasan's face had started to look limp and pale, maybe also because since noon had not eaten because of their busyness.

"Look, Umi has ordered this taxi online. You just keep Jeni here, yes, until she wants to go home alone later do not force it. Abbas will let Umi take care of the house" said Umi Nafisah sage.

 Gus Musa nodded and let his parents pass to go home, staring at the backs of two very meritorious people in his life until lost behind the door of an online taxi waiting by the road.

"Gus Moses, Jen. I ... want to apologize once again to you, if I used to have a lot of wrong with you guys. I ... I apologize profusely," said Mr. Ismail who is also still there, now only the three of them who are at the funeral, starting the evening.

"Yes, Sir. I am with my wife, God willing to forgive you, regardless of your relationship with Nek Minah. God willing we have forgiven everything even since you have not said it," said Gus Moses like a breath of fresh air in the ears of Mr. Ismail who had truly regretted all his actions in the past.

"Thank God, maybe after this I will stay in the cottage, Gus. What can?" ask Mr. Ismail again.

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Gus Musa while still embracing Jeni's shoulder which is still sobbing on the tomb smiled knot.

"Maybe, sir. Come whenever you want," he said again, reassuring Mr. Ismail.

"Well, after the seven-day event tomorrow mom will go to the cottage."

 After reaching an agreement they were silent, enjoying the atmosphere of twilight at the funeral that began to cool.

 When Gus Musa was just about to return to persuade his wife to go home, Jeni's body was even more limp and fell in his arms.

"Oh my God, Dek Jen!" exclaiming Gus Musa was shocked when Jeni fainted in his arms, with a puffy face and flushed full of grief.