REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chaptre 69.



"Mbak Jen why daydream tho? The feeling of yesterday was not focused," asked Asiyah when she found Jeni was daydreaming while doing her job in ndalem'.


 Jeni gasped and immediately continued her work washing dishes that had piled up former guests who came to Kyai Hasan's house.


"Ah, no, As. Mbak just thinking brother Mbak, there are the lahiran and Mbak want to jengukin."


 Asiyah mangosteen and began to help Jeni rinse the dishes that have been soaped so that Jeni's work is finished immediately.


"Yes, let's go so Asy Temenin, Ma'am. All of us take the road dedek, kasian him in the cottage continues. Even though many of his friends must also be bosen also Mbak every day that he saw it was mulu," said Asiyah chuckled.


 Jeni gave a heavy sigh, as if she did not want to leave but her heart was eager to leave.


"Well, how is that even? Do you really want to go, really, what?" ask Asiyah again.


 Jeni shook her head but then nodded back. "Ah, I don't know As. Mbak is confused, because they are the former employers of Mbak first."


 Dahi Asiyah wrinkled. "Why, Mother? It's good then, Ma'am can be friendly with former employers and can connect again the old communication."


"The problem is that his business is not that easy, As. Ah, think about it later, dizzy Ma'am." Jeni flicked her big hijab back and refocused the dishes in front of her.


 It didn't take long, and the job was finally done. Coinciding with that, Gus Musa looked into the kitchen while carrying two plastic bags.


"Mbak Jen, Asy. It's a material to make in the refrigerator, please arrange it first."


 Jeni and Asiyah approached Gus Musa and politely accepted the plastic.


"There is food for the little one as well, later brought by Mbak Jen. Let's learn the snacks of his son Mbak Jen," said Gus Musa again while walking back to the front house.


"God, thank you very much, Gus." said Jeni even though Gus Musa was no longer seen.


 After that they immediately carried out the task of Gus Musa and arranged all the groceries into the refrigerator, and then out of the kitchen ndalem' to return to the dormitory.


"Well, there are also many snacks that Gus Musa bought for Dede. I think there's a smell of new papa candidates, isn't there?" kekeh Asiyah teases Jeni.


 Jeni patted her arm slowly. "Hush, there's just you. Where there is such a thing, anyway who wants to be the same Mother is already a widow has children, just another maid. Halah, wes did not dream of having a husband again Maak, living with a child just feels like it is enough."


 Asiyah nodded and laughed softly. They resumed their steps towards their respective rooms to rest.


 When she had just stomped her body on the mattress in her room, Jeni again heard Asiyah's voice in front of the bedroom door.


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"Mbak Jen, Ma'am Jen!" call him.


 The door opened, and the coquettish face of Asiyah seemed to be laughing widely there. She came in and in her cradle appeared baby Jeni was nibbling on the hijab she was wearing.


"This, Ma'am. Dede was crying when she was with Nuning, so I brought her here. Wanting to see him eating snacks from Gus Musa," the Asiyah chuckled again as she sat on the floor in front of Jeni.


 Jeni smiled to welcome her child who began to crawl closer to her while whining slowly, it seems like the baby was starting to thirst because it had not suckled.


 Jeni breastfed him first until the baby was full enough, while chatting with Asiyah, the santri closest to him during the cabin.


"Sir, Mama did not have any thoughts of nyariin new father is for the grandpa?" tanya Asiyah arrived, her mouth was full of bread in Jeni's jar, they always shared whatever food they had to eat together.


 Jeni breathed a heavy sigh. "No, As. No thought of getting there. You are too traumatized as a man. Everything is the same, nothing makes them special and needed in your life now."


"But surely someday dedek will nanyain where his father, Ma'am. At that time, what will you answer?"


 Jeni shakes. "Oh, Ma'am hasn't thought of getting there. Maybe Mbak will forever be in this cottage, so that the child will also be a good child Budi ethics and religion if he grows up here. Other problems Mbak just surrender the same power, let all Gusti Allah who ngatur for Mbak. Because as good as the planner is Allah'SWT alone."


 Asiyah nodded in understanding, and no longer asked much. After the baby Jeni was satisfied enough to suckle her back rolled and crawled closer to the baby's hand that Gus Musa had bought for her, Jeni still put it near Asiyah because it had not been sorted out.


"Dedek wants to eat this? Ma'am I did, yes" said Asiyah asked permission to open a baby biscuit with a picture of a small bear in front of her.


"Yes, just open." said Jeni while lying on her back, she needed a short break for her body and also her complicated mind.


 Baby Jeni who had begun to be able to sit was eating voraciously, Asiyah who accompanied her looked very anxious to see how to eat the baby. Several times Asiyah seemed to tease her so much that the baby wanted to cry.


"Mbak, who was said to want to see Mbak's brother so?" Shirt Asiyah after a while of silence.


 Jeni looks back confused because she has not thought about it since.


"Come, As. It's also a dilemma.". Jeni says softly.


"What's the matter, ma'am? There must be a reason why Mbak became everything just because he wanted to see a nephew," guess Asiyah.


 Jeni nodded as she felt that there was nothing to cover from Asiyah anymore, in addition because they are close to Jeni also know that Asiyah is not the type of bucket woman who likes to talk about other people's problems to others again.


"Don't want that story?" ask Asiyah again while feeding baby Jeni with biscuits.


"Mbak can only say, the brother's husband Mbak .. is the ex-husband of Mbak himself."


 Asiyah's eyes widened. "So, he's also the grandpa's real father?"


 Jeni shakes. "Not."


 From Asiyah frowned deeply, increasingly clueless with Jeni's previous life path that for her was too complicated to understand.


"Then who's Dedek's real father, Ma'am?"