Sincerity Jelita's Heart

Chapter 9. Payed

I woke up this morning, last night from Aunt Jelita's house I came home almost one night. After returning home I could not sleep immediately because I had to take a midnight shower so that my valuables fell asleep again. Just imagine how not to wake up if as long as I am at Aunt Jelita's house I am presented with a scene that makes my testosterone hormone immediately increase greatly which causes my pride to continue to struggle.

Even until now I can still remember that shadow kept ringing in my head, with the dress that was a low cut I could see them swaying as Aunt Jelita's body moved because like I thought the woman was not using her cup glasses, I guess because the dress is so thin. I can see it vaguely.

I don't know if Aunt Jelita was conscious or not when I saw all that. Or he used to show it to other men too but I couldn't possibly ask that either, why would I get upset when I thought about it. If only she was my wife I would've locked up in my room.

Instead of thinking about things that are not better I take a shower, fortunately today my schedule is off.

Tok tok tok tok

"Ris... are you awake?"

I was looking in the mirror while combing my hair, mother called me.

"Already mom..."

"In front there is Mbak Lita, want to see you he said," said the mother a little shouting.

What was he saying, mbak Lita means aunt Jelita. Oh, my God, what should I do.

"Ris.." mom called me again.

"Yes ma'am, I'll be out soon." I opened the closet to look for good clothes because the clothes I wear are a little shabby. Finally I found a thin white shirt that if I wear can print the abdominal muscles . "This is perfect, indeed only Aunt Jelita can show off, I can also show off which will definitely make the eyes of the women hungry."

Once again I look in the mirror, making sure I look perfect. Fortunately I've been bathing and perfumed, ehh wait it seems like I still need a perfume that smells really man.

"That's it. The smell must have made Aunt Jelita clamps." I smiled to myself.

After making sure my appearance was perfect, I also came out of the room because I did not want to make my bidadar wait long. Apparently Aunt Jelita and my mother were chatting in the living room, my smile expanding upon seeing the interaction of the two of them. If Aunt Jelita becomes my wife, mother and daughter-in-law will be familiar like that. People say, speech is a prayer that may be accomplished without us knowing it. So if I used to say Auntie is my wife then there's a chance that it will also come true.

"Ris. loh even stood there. This is how Lita has been waiting for it." Mother's voice broke my daydream.

"Yes ma'am" I replied embarrassedly, like a girl being flanked by her boyfriend.

"Oh my goodness, Ris, my mother's most handsome son, her face is like this."

Mother makes it embarrassed, yes it is obviously the most handsome, mother's child is just me.

"It's okay ma'am, if it's healed also handsome again later." I answered him with a little joke.

Deg. Early in the morning already got the intake of vitamins from his smile, aunt Jelita charming, apparently he was a little entertained with my crisp joke.

"Mommy's proud of you, Ris. Mbak Lita has told everything to mother, he said you managed to save his nephew Mbak Lita yes trus you also have managed to beat the begal that usually makes the citizens afraid," that word while rubbing my arm.

Speaking of begal, I also thought about it last night. I'm not happy because I've snatched up two of the people's garbage but I'm afraid that if they turn out to be friends. It could be that their friends came to me and took revenge. Then my life won't be quiet now.

"Yes, mom to the vegetable first. You guys just talk," said mom very understanding. My mother is the best.

"How did Haris wound? does it still hurt?" aunty Jelita asked to open a conversation between us.

"It's not too sick tan, thanks for auntie treated me last night."

"Sama-sama Mas, auntie just did what auntie should do. Oh yes have you had breakfast, aunt bring porridge. Aunty thinks you must be in trouble if you eat the usual food."

Whaah, I happen to be hungry, "Thank you tan, it's a bug." I smiled happily. Really a dream woman, less let alone try. Beautiful already, independent, motherly and understanding.

"Let aunty bribe yes," he said.

"No need to tan, I can still be alone." Actually it's okay but I'm afraid I'm suddenly home.

I also ate the porridge that Aunt Jelita brought me, it tasted very good on my tongue. Although it took a struggle to eat it because my lips and the area around my mouth felt numb.

"Where does it taste, not good?"

"Enak tan," I replied as I chewed.

"Thank God that Haris likes it, I'll bring it again if it's time for lunch and dinner too until the wound heals."

I was surprised to hear that, it seemed like it was too much for me. Must be troublesome and food as good as this is also not cheap. "No need to tan, I'll ask you to make fruitful food."

"No need to mas, I also cooked a lot of porridge earlier . If Mas Haris doesn't want to, baby if he's wasting his food."

I was even more surprised to hear that, Aunt Jelita cooked herself porridge for me and it was like eating at an expensive restaurant. "This is aunt's cooking?" my many.

"Yes mas, is it possible because it doesn't taste good so Mas Haris doesn't want to anymore." Aunt Jelita's face turned sad, it seemed like she thought I didn't like her cooking.

"It's not so tan, I thought auntie bought this porridge in the restaurant because it tastes very good and I guess it must be expensive so I don't want to bother auntie."

"So Mas Haris likes my porridge, I'll bring it back here." I can finally see her sweet smile again.

We continued chatting, Aunt Jelita told us about Fitri who was the child of the divorce victim and the girl lived with her father who was the sister of Aunt Jelita. His father was busy working until very rarely had time for his daughter. It's worth the appearance of Fitri like that, surely because of the lack of attention from parents so he was wrong.

I had asked where the little girl who had wet me yesterday, it turns out she was with Fitri.

"Tante is sorry, said Wanti's mother yesterday Sasha peed in Haris's pants. Sorry Sasha for that." Miss Wanti is my mother's name.

I'm ashamed to hear it, why should you tell me such a thing.

"Nothing tan, the name is also still a baby. That's the mother who forgot to put diapers on."

We laughed, joked and talked together. Aunt Jelita is not too shy and more open now. I also became more comfortable, especially plus the bonus view of a pair of papaya mateng when with him.