REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chaptre 125. S2

Asiyah, Rahman and Nature came down. Looking from the outside a lot of santri son and santri princess who seemed busy passing by inside the cottage, like preparing this and that.

"Omm Rahman!" exclaiming a boy who was none other than Abbas, the boy ran small and went into Rahman's sling.

"Hey, hotshot. What's up here? How is Abbas' house in a tent?" rahman asked, pointing at the tent in front of them.

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Not yet able to answer Abbas, Asiyah who had been watching them immediately interrupted.

"So Abbas, brother? Who was that baby?" ask her with stunned eyes.

Rahman nodded and smiled knotfully.

"Om Rahman, who is this?" abbas asked as he scanned Asiyah from top to bottom, knowing that he did not remember when Asiyah left the Abbas cottage not even a year old.

"This is Asiyah's aunt, Abbas' aunt, too." Rahman answered.

Abbas extended his small hand to Asiyah, understanding that the clever boy meant that Asiyah immediately welcomed her small hand and the abbot kissed the back of Asiyah's hand.

"Okay, my aunt's niece's pinter." Asiyah pinched Abbas on the cheek, making the boy a little uncomfortable because he did not like his cheek to be touched..

"Don't do it, Aunt Abbas doesn't like it." Abbas scowled while shaking his hand, his head also swayed in a funny shake expressing his dislike.

"Hey, don't be too rough on the little ones. Let alone other people's children, later the parents are angry again you pinch his cheeks. It should be if you pinch it on the cheeks of your own child," chirps ambiguous Nature.

Asiyah frowned in surprise.

"meaning?"

Nature clucked.

"Yes make your own children."

Rahman laughed softly at the words of Nature, although not in his end if there is a corner of his heart that does not accept to hear it.

Asiyah looked uneasy at Rahman, looking from her sudden gaze looking down even more.

"Abbas, Abbas .. le ..., where are you?" call someone from inside the cottage, seeming to be looking for the clever boy.

"Abbas is here, Bah. Same with Rahman!" abbas with his shrill voice.

The person who had called Abbas who was none other than Gus Musa was surprised when he saw out the gate turned out that there was Rahman and asiyah was also a man who had not known him was there.

"Gus" said Rahman bowing his head.

"Loh, you've arrived, man? It could also happen that Asiyah was here, Alhamdulillah it was a coincidence." Gus Musa greeted all of them including Nature who still put on a jutek face because he was secretly jealous of his wife.

"Geez, five years did not meet you more beautiful yes, As. The more persimmon like this," added Gus Musa while glancing at Rahman with eyebrows up and down..

Rahman only smiled wryly, but was reluctant to respond because what he expected was still not blessed by fate.

"Eh, this is how you can talk with the boat how's the story?" ask Moses again.

"I took the car Mas Alam, Gus. He is the one," pointed Rahman at Nature who had refused to speak.

Gus Moses nodded his head, and invited them all in. Passing through the big tent and greeting some students who passed by while carrying some goods and busy each.

"Gus, what's this about?" asked Asiyah while juxtaposing the steps of Gus Musa who was firm.

"Small small enough to wake up the balloon tent," chirped Nature, but her eyes were busy scanning all the beautiful decorations.

Gus Moses smiled a little.

"Ah, yes. So what is the name, want to say the magnitude also can not because we did not invite Mr. President here. So yeah, just a small one."

Nature of mangosteen with eyebrows raised both, just like the artist Reza Rahadian when thinking.

They all went in and sat in the living room ndalem' which since the old days has not changed, Asiyah is very happy after so many years finally able to set foot in the house that so longed for.

Abbas immediately ran into the house following the steps of Gus Musa, before they returned again with Jeni who now carries a tray in his hand.

"Dear, O Allah, the more beautiful you are. Subhanallah, you're so kangen." Jeni placed the tray in front of them and immediately hugged Asiyah.

"Mbak Jen ... Asy is also very upset, Ma'am. Ma'am is also getting pretty, mbak how are you?" sahut Asiyah hugged Jeni tightly.

Jeni broke her embrace and cupped Asiyah's face still with a look of disbelief.

"Thank God, you're healthy, right? How are your parents?"

"Thank God, all is well, Ma'am."

"Thank God you're back, someone's always been upset waiting for you since you left" Jeni whispered as she glanced at Rahman from the corner of her eye. But strangely Asiyah actually smiled wryly and even looked down.

They also sat down though still touched each other, but soon after Jeni realized that there were strangers who had just seen her sitting among them.

"Sorry, if I may know who this is?" ask Jeni politely.

Asiyah raised her face that had been bowed, and answered Jeni's question in a soft voice.

"This is Mas Alam, my husband Ma'am."

Deghs.

Jeni's eyes seemed perfectly rounded, she looked at Asiyah in disbelief and then turned to Rahman who just kept his head down and finally to Gus Musa who only looked back at her with a concerned look.

"Ekhem!"

Feeling in the cuekin, Nature also cleared her throat. Making all of them who were in the same strung up in shock.

"What the hell is that? What about diem? Is something wrong?" added Alam again, still with the face of the jutek ingrained meat.

Quickly Jeni shook her head and took the cup of tea she had made earlier and placed it before Nature.

"Ah, nothing. I'm just surprised because Asiyah was suddenly married when there was no invitation what got here," Kekeh Jeni tried to melt the situation.

"Do you want to be invited to come? The distance from our village to this city alone has been almost five hours, plus a partially damaged road. Sure you want belain to come if we give you an invitation?" sahut Alam sounded insinuating.

Jeni was stunned to hear the words of Nature which was very far beyond her expectations, she could only gawk at the presence of a man with a julid mouth like that.

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Aware of her husband's inappropriate words, Asiyah quickly took action. He pinched Nature's waist from behind, until the jutek-faced man complained in pain.

"Awww, Asy's sick." He whispered in Asiyah's ear because he did not want to make people know that he was in pain, afraid that the reputation of his jutek face faded like it.

"Racaine! So if you are using a filter, do not just apply!" reply Asiyah growled softly while strengthening her pinch.