REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 18.

 The man, called Sarah by Uncle Andrew and Aunty Sonia, got out of the car with a bright face, soon the two hit Sarah and ruffled her hair like their own long-cherished son.

"Hey what is this? Why are you getting so skinny, son?" tanya Aunty Sonia scanned Sarah's frail body that had not fully recovered after hospitalization.

"Ah, Sarah's just on a diet, Aunt." Sarah berkilah's.

 Not wasting time they also walked into Sarah's house, but when the pairs of eyes Uncle Andrew met with Adam who was also staring at them, and his body froze.

"Ka-you? Why is it here?" uncle Andrew pointed at Adam.

 Adam cleared his throat after a few seconds.

"Ah, I .. I ...."

"He's the one who made the banquet for us this time, Uncle. And whether you believe it or not Bang Adam's fried rice is truly unmatched" Sarah said.

 But Uncle Andrew still looked stunned in disbelief, he walked slowly closer to Adam with teary eyes.

"You .. you're the same fried rice vendor I met yesterday, right?" cecar Uncle Andrew held both of Adam's shoulders.

 With hesitation Adam nodded his head, though his heart was worried about how to behave at this time. Like what he had thought since some time ago between having to accept or not his biological family.

"Pa, what's going on?" Aunty Sonia approached her husband and was astonished to see the closeness between the husband and a fried rice seller she had just met.

"Yes, Andrew. What's up?" ask Mr. Bryan.

 They were all astonished, having not received a definitive answer from Uncle Andrew.

"Everything .. seems like the right moment for ...."

"Wait, sir," said Adam. "It looks like we need to speak four eyes first."

 Uncle Andrew looked at Adam closely, but seeing the seriousness in Adam's eyes he finally relented and obeyed Adam's wishes.

"Sorry, I can't seem to attend this event. I have to finish my business with him first" said Uncle Andrew, embracing Adam and taking him away from the house.

"Hey! Can't you just talk here?" yell Aunty Sonia.

"No! It's important and urgent, just calm us down for a moment!" uncle Andrew was a few feet away from home.

 Aunty Sonia relented and went back inside Sarah's porch.

"Of course, let. It seems really important" said Mrs Ellen patting her sister-in-law's shoulder gently.

  The atmosphere began to be awkward, to melt it Sarah took the initiative to invite her family including Bu Leha and Ardi to enjoy the fried rice that had been prepared Adam on a long table that he deliberately placed on the terrace.

"What if we just eat now? You really should know the taste of this fried rice. In guarantee you will be addicted," said Sarah confidently.

 They all agreed and began to approach the table to taste the fried rice that still seemed to be smoking it. The delicious aroma makes anyone interested in trying it.

"It seems like it would be appropriate to eat with a cold drink" said Mr. Bryan, scooping a mouthful of fried rice into his mouth.

 Sarah rolled her eyeballs. "Yes .. yes .. of course Mr and Mrs Big, I will make it immediately."

 They all laughed at Sarah's grunts, but then Lady Ellen stood up and aligned her daughter's steps into the house.

"Don't sulk, Momy'll help make it."

 Sarah smiled happily at her mother and joined their hands in making a cold drink.

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 The sound of hasty steps was heard from the direction of the stairs towards the second floor, and merta Madam Ellen raised her head there and sat with Bima who seemed to wear work clothes but looked tangled everywhere.

"Male?" mrs Ellen frowned.

 Bima flinched and almost fell slipping if only he did not hold on to the ladder guardrail.

"M-Mom?" hissing Bima while buying his eyes as if seeing a ghost.

 Sarah also stopped because she wanted to see how the husband would face his mother at this time.

"What are you doing at home? Isn't this not a holiday? Whereas in the office your absence is always full? Is that cheating?" urged Lady Ellen beaver.

 Mrs Ellen is very disciplined, she does not accept any reason for her employees to quit their jobs. Even if it was his own family. It is also what makes the company he founded with great difficulty can be a large company that is quite well known.

"Ah, that ... that ...."

"That's what, Bima? Tell me honestly how many times have you cheated company absences? Looks like you're tired of working there huh, Bima?" sideline Mrs Ellen with an angry face.

 Bima shrieked, since long ago when faced with his mother-in-law he never dared to speak. I don't know where the courage came from when he was about to trap Sarah in marriage to get their former treasure.

"Ma-I'm sorry, Mom. Sa-ku .. I just a little unwell today, so I .. I want a leave permit," said Bima defend herself.

 Madam Ellen walked quickly up the stairs to reach Bima's place. Bima wavered as Madam Ellen's hand clung to her forehead.

"Well, wow..my daughter-in-law is sick apparently. But strangely your body is not even hot, what pain do you mean, Bima?"

 Bima gasped and began to look around for a reason that was reasonable enough for her to give to her ferocious mother-in-law.

"Ah, hemmm pain ... pain it .. duh what is it? ah, pain .. toothache, Mom. You've got a really bad tooth Bima, Mom."

 Sarah laughed when she saw her husband's behavior, but not with Miss Ellen who is famous for her cold attitude. Forcibly Madame Ellen opened Bima's mouth and scanned each of her teeth.

"Your theatrics are too cheap! You think you can fool this old lady by saying that hm? I'm not the honorary teacher at school you can lie to with just a piece of paper with a sick license, you understand? Say Bima! If you're tired of your job now, then I can easily replace your position." The madam walked slowly down the stairs leaving Bima with a million expletives in her mind.

"Basar old bangka sial*n! Just look, soon all your treasures will be mastered!" hiss Bima stared intently at the place that passed by Madam Ellen earlier. It still loomed in her eyes how the ridiculing smiling Sarah looked towards him, and of course there was a grudge in her heart to avenge that.