REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 137.

"Oh, this is my cup. " Sri picked up the pink cup that was on the table in front of Aish and noticed it. "Well, it's real, it's mine and I have her initials. Who's this who invented it?"

 Aish flinched, as well as Hendro who immediately choked on his own fried rice.

"Huk, uhuk." Hendro coughed with reddened and watery eyes as he endured the stinging and pungent that filled his nose and throat.

"Oh, my goodness, all right?" sri said as she rushed towards the water dispenser attached not far from the soup kitchen, filled the pink cup in her hand and gave it to Hendro.

"Mas, this is in the drink first."

 Hendro received the cup and downed the contents into the toilet.

"Pedes must be, Mas?" sri asked, honestly in her heart Sri began to put her heart on Hendro since she first saw him this afternoon when dropping off Aish.

"Still," replied Hendro briefly as he rubbed his watery eyes.

"You want some more water, A?" This time Aish asked even though in his heart he was an extraordinary gamang.

 Hendro shakes. "No, you just sit down. Finish the food."

Sri threw her body weight in its original place with a look of annoyed face, her lips were flaming red that seemed like starving louhan fish.

"Mangs! That's the gate in the open so if entering the mall how? Close it up first!" his jolt was on the Midun mang who had just finished his meal.

"Yes yes," sigh mang midun as he moved from his place and returned to his guard post, fortunately there is already a bottled drink so he does not have to worry because of the heat.

Aish continued to eat in silence while Hendro who was no longer lustful chose to put the plate just like that.

"Well, how come you don't eat anymore, Mom?" chirping Sri with his wooden sok lagak.

 Hendro snorted without intending to answer, I don't know if he was upset if asked by Sri who he thought was exactly the comfort woman.

"Yes, A. Why not eat the food?" aish asked this time.

"Udah full," said Hendro chose to answer Aish's question.

 Aish nodded and no longer asked, but in his heart he was still very curious about Sri who claimed that the pink cup belonged to him but of course Aish did not dare to ask.

"Oh yeah, I haven't been answered yet." Sri again interrupted, absolutely no problem when it was cuekin by Hendro who for Sri looks forgave all indifference and coldness.

"What is it, Ma'am?" ask Aish slowly even though not in the end his heart is now rumbling great.

"It." take the cup. "Where did you get this cup? I've been looking for a long time, but I haven't seen it, it's worth it to me."

"Precious?" aish's forehead wrinkled, Hendro who was silent stealing heard also astonished.

Sri nodded as she swallowed the fried rice in her mouth before replying.

"Yes, that's me buying my girlfriend back when we were just as new to this city as nomads," he said casually.

Deghs

 Aish's heartache heard Sri's answer, why his mind was immediately fixed on Satrio who was Sri's boyfriend. Unknowingly his tears began to pool in the eye but as hard as he could to keep from falling, even though his heart was too sick to accept all the facts that exist.

"What's your girlfriend's name?" chirped Hendro when he knew Aish could not dare to ask.

 Sri smiled knot, looking very happy even though only once asked first by Hendro.

"I'm just asking whose name is your girlfriend, why is it so spread everywhere anyway?" ketus Hendro's.

"Ah, uh .. emmmm, yeah how ya. Tell you not?". kekeh Sri even more tempting because he knew Hendro was curious about him.

 Annoyed by the behavior of Sri Hendro chose to throw his face and no longer ask what, for him it is better to ask directly to Satrio to explain everything rather than ask Sri whose behavior is exactly the salesman.

"Eh uh, how come, Mas handsome?" sri lamented while singing her lips up like a chicken butt but the color was red.

 Hendro was silent, no longer answering and behaving as if he had not heard.

 Sri took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly

"I told you, my ex-boyfriend's name is Sutrisno."

 Aish suddenly lifted his face, shrunk the corner of the eyes that had watery and looked at the face of menor sri stick.

"Not Satrio?" said it.

 Sri turned her gaze at Aish and closed her mouth holding back a laugh.

"Don't tell me you found this cup in her rented, did you?" kekeh Sri makes Aish increasingly clueless.

"Yes, why? And why is it there?" Hendro answered ketus.

"Well, it's true, the contract he landed was my contract before I was asked to be this boarding manager. So it's natural that there are my things left there because the transfer time is a lot that I live because most, because, if I want to take it again there is already no one so it is not good to ask for the rest of my stuff. Yes, I'll just let it go in using the person who owns the house now. So who named Satrio?" sri explained at length, brushed off all the excitement and unrest in Aish's heart since then.

"So ... This also has the Mbakya?" asked Aish began to dare to ask after all fretted got his answer, he thrust a small piece of photo that looks like Sri from inside his pants pocket.

 Sri accepted it and noticed the details of the woman's face in the photo, and immediately she laughed again.

"Yes this is me just finished school, my goodness the funny thing is not and so it looks real from his village. This I have a lot before maybe partly left behind in the rented house, I used to apply to work here and there before managing this boarding house," explained Sri again, it's true that hitting all the presumptions in Aish's heart will be his lover.

 Hendro unconsciously looked at Sri with sparkling eyes, maybe because Sri's answer all made the questions and anxiety in Aish's heart fade changed a great gratitude because knowing the lover was still loyal to him a.

"So your girlfriend's name isn't Satrio?" added Hendro who still wants to convince again.

 Sri put on a smile and shook her head.

"No, Mas Satrio was also I just just know as the person who signed my contract first. We also rarely say hello if it is not an important thing that usually happens very rarely, haha. He is a pendiem, not my type. Type I yes ... the macho who is sturdy like this Mas," Sri kikik while hiding her reddened face when imagining being in Hendro's arms.

. While Hendro only sighed heavily and chose to no longer look at him let alone ask Sri before she vomited because of it.

"Aish," called Satrio who had been the subject of their conversation.

 Aish quickly turned his head, his eyes warmed when he saw the idol standing before him. Satrio's sincere smile, in the end he knew if only for him and never divided.

 Aish ran, hit Satrio's field body and poked his head in the niche of the lover's chest.

"I love you, Mom."

"Mas too, baby. Now, and always will love you. Just you" Satrio whispered near Aish's ear.

 Without them noticing, two drops of tears fell from the pair of eyes that were endlessly scanning them. Withholding a heart that is crumpled due to unrequited love.