REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 93.

Sarah nodded with a slanted smile on her lips.

"I deliberately brought him here, to account for his actions"

 Jeni.

"But, where did Sister Sarah know about Mr Ismail?" hisses.

"Easy, she's my assistant Lasmi's ex-husband. Lasmi has been sued for divorce after doing KDRT, not only that Lasmi has also told all about this senseless creature to Mbak and Mas Axel. So, well that's how it is. And here we are" Sarah said.

 Mr. Ismail who at that time came in a body full of bruises and wounds seemed to grimace in pain, Axel's hand grip on the shoulder and his hand felt so agonizing.

"Pardon me .. Please let me go, I don't have any problems with you guys," he groaned.

 Jeni looks sighing heavily, looks Mr. Ismail is no longer recognize himself behind a big hijab and plain face without his makeup at this time.

"So how, Jen? What better we do about him? Oh, yes, one more." Sarah reached into her bag and pulled out some documents from there.

"What is this, Ma'am?" jeni asked confusedly.

"That's a land letter and a house belonging to Nek Minah, his mother. According to Lasmi, he plans to sell all of it to join online gambling. Fortunately before it could be sold on someone else Mas Axel moved quickly to trap him and get the letter. Now please save it, it's an important item." Sarah pushes Jeni's hand forcing her to hold the letter.

 Jeni nodded. " In that case, let's just take it in first, Ma'am. Not good to see people."

 Sarah nodded in agreement, and they went into the house of ndalem'.

"As, you wait here for a moment huh. Ma'am wants to call Mas Musa," said Jeni to Asiyah who has been following him since.

"Eh, Ma'am wait." Asiyah interrupted while holding Jeni's hand.

"Why, As?" ask Jeni wonder.

 "The parents forgot that Gus Musa again sent Nek Minah to the same hospital as Umi?" he said it woke up Jeni.

 Jeni patted the eel slowly. "Astaghfirullah, I forgot."

"No papa, Jen. We just sit down and wait, anyway do not rush really." Sarah mediates.

 Jeni nodded her head inadvertently when she saw many pairs of eyes that are currently stealing views into the house ndalem' while cleaning the page of the house that is rather dirty after the event last afternoon.

"Sir, Asy to the back first yes, want to make a drink." Asiyah whispered softly, and after Jeni nodded she immediately covered the back of the ndalem'.

 Jeni walked slowly towards the door and closed it, so that no more whispered neighbors would color her life.

"Mom, how better? My husband is away, and I can't possibly tell Mr. Ismail here. Let's discuss it now, grandma is sick," complained Jeni feeling desperate.

 Sarah seemed to think for a moment and then patted the shoulder of her husband Axel who had been holding Mr. Ismail tightly until he kept grimacing.

"Where are you, Mum?" ask Sarah to Axel.

 Axel throbs. "Perhaps we should take this matter to the police station first. Since the beginning, you have been reporting, right? So this case should still be in the handling stage."

 Sarah and Jeni compact the mangosteen.

"Mas Axel is right, Jen. But what do you think yourself? As a person who is quite close to Nek Minah should be here you also have the authority," said Sarah.

 Jeni lowered her head while poking at the base of her nose which felt throbbing due to dizziness with this problem. At the same time Asiyah emerged from the kitchen carrying a tray of cold drinks and dry snack setoples.

"Please drink, Ma'am Mas." Asiyah placed the glass in front of each person.

 Asiyah nodded and sat down with Lesehan near Sarah.

"Haus .. please give me a drink," said Mr. Ismail, he is currently sitting mishandled under the chair that Axel was sitting with his hands still held by him.

 Axel took a glass containing a red drink that is the ration of Mr. Ismail and gave it to him, the man in brown skin immediately received it and drank it greedily as if very thirsty.

"Slow down" said Axel as he patted Mr. Ismail's shoulder gently.

"Please give more" asked Mr. Ismail again.

Asiyah was about to get up to make another drink, her heart was filled to see the condition of Mr. Ismail that looked terrible. No matter how bad she used to be, but Asiyah who missed the figure of an old man was so unbearable to see her condition.

"Eh, wait deck." Axel interrupted, making Asiyah hold back her movements.

"Why, Mas?" tanyanya.

"Not to make any more, this is enough." Axel pointed at his glass and gave it to Mr. Ismail, and again the man drank it so greedily that it spilled over into the clothes he wore and made it wet.

"Do you want to eat?" tawar Asiyah spontaneous.

 Mr. Ismail looked at Asiyah nanar, then slowly his head nodded.

"Ma-want, son."

"Take a little bit of it, As. Kaya Mr. Ismail is hungry" whispered Jeni who was immediately approved by Asiyah.

 The cute girl's gecas headed to the kitchen to pick up the food that was still there, the food of the party dish was just this afternoon.

 Sarah who had been silent since then arrived to open her voice when Asiyah was no longer seen behind the curtain dividing between the kitchen and the front room.

"Jen, I want to ask you something" she whispered to Jeni.

"Ask what, Ma'am?" sahut Jeni after drinking water in her glass.

"You've been to Ma'am's house yesterday, and met the same nanny triplets. Well you think you think one of them didn't look like that girl just now?" ask Sarah with a serious face.

 Jeni thought for a moment and then not long before she nodded her head.

"Yes, there's Mommy. The first time he opened the door yesterday, he looked a lot like Asiyah. Only the difference Asiyah veiled she is not, so otherwise the jelly will not realize that they look alike. But try if the nanny is wearing a hijab, surely they look very similar," said Jeni excitedly.

 Sarah mangosteen.

 "Well, I think so too. But ... We can't jump to conclusions just because of that, right? We must have stronger evidence, oh yes, before this Asiyah also sent a letter to Ma'am, which you brought yesterday. And the contents he asked Mbak to find out about his parents he said he knew the same Momy Mbak. Weird right?"

 Jeni's forehead frowned inside.

"Yes, how is it even the same Miss Ellen anyway? But it seems Asiyah is not possible to play, Ma'am. So far, Jeni knows her son is always honest and does anything with good reason."

"Well, that's also what we need to figure out. And for the first step, Ma'am wants you to do this ...."

 "What, Ma'am?"

 Sarah approached and whispered in Jeni's ear.

"Alright, God willing Jeni can," concluded Jeni slowly.