SECOND MAHLIGAI

Chapter 47 - No opponent

A woman with a nude-colored SYAR’i rode down the stairs with a heart beat. He felt his chest being crushed by a boulder because of a fear he could not describe. But, now or later he still has to do this, there is no way forever he will continue to hide.

“Come! Sasi, you can.” murmured.

Nathan Arsakha's wife continued to swing her steps while continuing to chant prayers in order to reduce her fear a little.

Sayup - I heard the voice of the mother-in-law who was chatting with her guests and when her steps arrived and stood right next to the favorite vase of the father-in-law. The net saw someone who had been almost 5 years he did not meet.

“Gosh!”

Sasi who was quite nervous was eager to turn around and did not intend to continue his steps. But when he was down squeezing his fingers someone called him.

“Sayang.”

Sasi looked up and her eyes widened.

“Why here? On wait, Mama.”

Sasi was still silent and dumbstruck staring at the very figure he was craving and he was waiting for his arrival. He didn't think this guy was coming in time.

“Hey, why? You scared?” Pulling Sasi's chin and kissing her lipstick-polished lips was brief.

“Not it, Mas, just said come home late?” Sasi looked towards the large wall clock that was there.

“New at 8.” said.

“Yes, it was. But because, Mas, seeing someone in that line, Mas, go straight home.”

“Mama, Contact, Mas?”

Nathan shook his head, “All the CCTVs of this house, it's on a mobile phone mas, so whatever's going on in every corner of this room, Mas, knows.” His whisper.

Sasi blinked her eyes and seemed to think. “But, in the bathroom, we don't exist. ‘kan?”

Nathan laughs amusedly, “There is, so.” What a silly question.

Sasi rubbed her chest in relief. “Yuk, Mass. Sasi ready.”

Nathan smiled and grabbed the wife's arm. He rubbed the back of Sasi's hand and continued to spread a smile to make the mother look to move her shoulders because of a loud sigh. He's satisfied.

“Goodnight. Mistress - Mistress, introduce, this is my wife.”

Sasi lifted her chin and looked at all the women friends - her mother-in-law's friends gently.

“Goodnight, all.” Sasi's polite greeting.

“Night, Darling. Wow, very pretty, Jeng Anggi, his son-in-law.”

“Classy, definitely an educated child, yes?” the other sahut.

While the woman who clearly knew who the daughter-in-law of Madam Anggi began to feel uncomfortable in her. Sometimes he looked down even a few times trying to turn his face away. His heart trembled, his legs were even almost hollow as he felt his soul drift into the air.

“Wah, where does it work?” ask mistress Lusi enthusiastically.

“I, home only, Mistress.”

“Home alone, he is already quite bored, but yes...how else, Sakha, possessive.” Timpal Madam Anggi helps Sasi not to be asked questions that may not be able to answer.

“Iya, ‘kan. Sakha?”

The handsome man who was still wrapped in office clothes nodded in agreement with the mother's words.

“I accidentally asked Sasi at home, anyways for what she works, enough me. Similarly, Papa, he does not allow, Mama, to work despite efforts on his behalf where - mana.”

The woman who is now upset began to think of things that could drop the image of Sakha and Anggi mistress. He grinned and was ready to open his mouth.

“Janda or girl?” chirps.

Everyone who was there instantly focused their sense of sight on looking at someone who was asking something beyond their expectations.

“Dia, Widow.” Nathan answered briefly with a wavy look like a celurit who grabbed the middle-aged woman's mouth.

Sasi took a breath, she gave strength to her own heart, “Sorry, Madam, I am a baby widow one.” Sasi continued to chimed in on the husband's short speech.

“Janda?” they said it at the same time without sound.

“Wah, Jeng Anggi, this is lucky, huh? Can be a daughter-in-law complete with her child as well,” said a woman named Nina. The younger cousin of Mr. Subianto, the father of Diandra.

“Sure. You know, my granddaughter, smart. Just like, his mother. Even he got to the jump class.”

Everything there is gawking. They became curious as to what the new granddaughter of the Suryabrata family is.

“Damn, very lucky. Heh, however, Aslan is my grandson, but I can't say it here. Watch out for you, Sasi. Just wait!”

After the introduction of Suryabrata's son-in-law, Nathan, who did not want his wife to continue - continued in an uncomfortable situation, finally said goodbye. He took his wife out of the house and heard the sound of a car leaving the hospital.

“Jeng, have you been asked the origin - the proposal?” chirps madam Mahardika. The woman is still trying, she hopes there can still be reproach to humiliate the woman who has become her ex-daughter-in-law.

Madam Anggi, smiled slightly and folded her hands together. All his friends who were there knew enough if Anggi had done this sign he did not like the question of the person.

“Background, yes?”

“I, think the question, you, have gone beyond the limit, Mrs Mahardika. Who, you, inquire about the origin - the origin, my son-in-law!” That cold gaze made not only the mother of Galih freeze, but everything in there gulp down their saliva.

“I think this meeting is enough. Lusi, if the next meeting still has him, do not invite me, even charity events!”

Without looking and waiting for his friend's answer. Madam Anggi passed by with her sly laugh.

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