Somplak Boss

Part 37: The Eye of the Basket

"Where haven't you been home for two days?" reprimand Viola when Rustam had just stepped one foot into the apartment.

"There are interests to be resolved," Rustam replied calmly, then threw his suit onto the sofa.

"What do you do, Mas?" Viola turned off her television and then threw her remodel on the table.

Rustam.

"Or don't you just be the mafia here?" guess Viola was horrified.

"Huffttt, I'm tired. Don't fight, do."

"You're weird. Not coming home for two days! Asked what work, never answered. I also can not hold Hp, that means what try?! I miss the house people, too, Mas." The viola began to explode.

"I want what work is not important, what matters is that your life is fulfilled." Rustam took a bottle of orange juice in the refrigerator and then sipped it.

Viola smiled smirkingly. "What can be happy with that?"

"Ah, already, lah. I'm gonna take a break."  Rustam closed the refrigerator door violently, then went into the room and threw his body into the bed. The man massaged the base of his nose. Confused should be how to prohibit Viola from holding the phone. He was afraid that his rottenness would be exposed if Viola called the houseman.

"I want to buy a handphone now. I miss my parents." Viola opened the door of his room.

Rustam cannot wart. He was confused as to what to do to ban his wife.

Feeling no agreement, Viola finally turned around to leave.

"Wait!" Rustam got up from his seat and sat down on the edge of the bed.

Viola.

"Actually I'm ashamed of your Papa." Rustam let out a rough breath. "I left, when the company went bankrupt. It was all my fault. What am I gonna say to them?"

Viola pensive.

"You believe me, right?" soft Rustam. "I'm working here to patch Papa's company's financial leak."

Viola could not bear to see Rustam's pinched face. "Why don't you tell me?" Viola walked over to Rustam then sat down next to him.

"I don't want you to be disappointed that you chose me." Rustam.

Viola forced a smile to appear on her lips, intending to comfort Rustam. "I chose you because I love you."

"Ak.. I'm scared."

Viola frowned.

"There will be a misunderstanding from your father to me, if you call him. Papa must be angry with me. That's what I'm afraid of when you call Papa."

Viola pensive.

"I mean, I want to make up for my mistakes first, before apologizing to them." Rustam glanced at Viola.

Viola was silent, then his hands moved rubbing Rustam's back. He still did not understand the direction of Rustam's conversation.

"Patience first, yes. Hold shinders. Don't call people home first, before I replace everything I've broken from them. I want to be responsible." Rustam put on his puppy eyes.

Viola remained silent.

"Please!" The man held Viola's hand and stroked her slowly.

Viola finally nodded in doubt.

Rustam grinned as Viola left his room, approaching Rena who was suddenly crying in the bathroom.

***

The atmosphere at the residence of Mother Erwin was quite crowded, because many Erwin brothers who came to visit a successful nephew in the capital. Most of them regret Erwin's relationship with Viola who had to run aground in the middle of the road. But, their regrets were treated with the presence of Zahra next to Erwin.

Zahra was uncomfortable as Erwin's three single nieces were unceasingly staring at her while gawking. Zahra tightened her seat with Erwin.

"Owh, so you're now opening a restaurant business?" ask Uncle Erwin.

"Yes, Mang." Erwin nodded. He was asked various questions from his Uncle and Aunt.

"Naon atu Aa, Viola moved to France?" ask Aunt.

"Hmm, maybe her husband now has a job there, Bik."

"Well, even though Bibik misses pisan or Rena." Aunt Erwin pouted.

"Mas.." Zahra nudged Erwin's arm.

"What, anyway?" erwin whispered softly in Zahra's ear.

"I'm uncomfortable. Your nieces, tuh, from that moment on," sizzled Zahra uncomfortable.

"Cuek, Iah. Poor thing they never saw an angel." Erwin giggles.

"Naon? What, those whispers?" Kepo Bibi Erwin's.

Zahra and Erwin immediately turned their heads with cengo faces. "Ah, this is kebelet" he said." Erwin reasoned while scratching his head that did not itch.

Zahra shines a horse. "I went back first, yes, Tea," she said.

"Sok at all." Her aunt Erwin nodded.  There were three uncles, and two Aunt Erwin who came, the remaining three nieces Erwin who was still single, and two children who were toddlers.

Zifa immediately moved from her seat. "I'm Temenin" he said walking after Zahra. Having previously glared towards his cousin with a sharp gaze as if saying, 'basic pervert'.

"Why, Tea?" ask Zifa because she found Zahra looking restless in the kitchen.

"Ah, no." Zahra looks clumsy.

"Say he went to the toilet. How come, stop here?" Zifa scrunched his forehead.

"Actually I'm worried about your nephews." Zahra pouting. "They keep on seeing me."

Zifa raised her eyebrows. "They drooled, beauty of Zahra tea."

"Yes, cook up to all that ngliatin me." Zahra gasped in shock, her heart as if it was about to be dislodged seeing three figures gushing its head in the doorway, people peeking. He thinks ghosts.

Zifa looked directly at Zahra's gaze then glared sharply. "Hey, why are you there?!" pekik.

Erwin's three nieces and nephews immediately fled the place.

Zahra's face turned pale. It was like being terrorized by an unarmed gang of girl destroyers. Indeed, the ABGs are more dangerous than the striped-nose Om-Om community.

"Issshhh, they're so tacky!" Zifa grunting.

"I went to my room, huh." Zahra bit her index finger fretting.

"Yes, Tea, not pa-pa later I say to Brother."

The two then left the kitchen. Zahra headed to the room, while Zifa returned to the living room.

"Owh, yes." Erwin nodded. Then he went back to talking with his Dad, Mom, Uncle, and Aunt.

Zifa felt something was wrong. Where did the three lashings go? Hmmm, don't-don't you? Zifa seemed to think.

Out of curiosity Zifa again moved from her seat. Looking for his three cousins in all corners of the house. Zifa shook her head looking at the three men of her age with her who were jostling over peering at the door of the room.

"Sstt, don't be noisy, oy!"

"Aisshh, my foot is stepped on."

"Replacements."

"Ah, not visible."

Zifa grinned. The girl grabbed the handle of the broom behind the door and then she slapped it blindly at them. "Hayoo...., what are you doing here?!"

"Basin' bashful!!"

"Go no, go!!!"

"GO!!!"

Those who were not prepared to be attacked could only use their hands as a shield. Zifa was still beating them blindly.

"Yes, geez, Fa, geez!"

Zifa glares. "Gue's ashamed to have your kayaking cousins!!!"

"Norak know!"

"Bus…"

One of the three men immediately smothered Zifa's mouth. "Sttt!"

Everyone who was in the living room immediately ran towards the commotion. "Hey-hey, why is this?!" ask Zifa's father.

"Eh, no, no, this is again learning drama for the pension event tomorrow after tomorrow." Zifa stepped on the foot of one of the three of them.

"I. yeah, Om." They look clumsy.

"Owh, what's the fuss?" Erwin sighed. All of them who had panicked snorted simultaneously, then dispersed the ranks back into the living room.

"Well, back to your habitat!" push Zifa glared. The three of them lowered their heads and followed their parents into the living room.

Get Erwin and Zifa in front of the room. "Where's Zahra?" ask Erwin.

"In dalem," answered Zifa ketus then waltzed away leaving Erwin.

Erwin frowned then opened the door of his room. Zahra hugged her knees in the corner of the room. Making Erwin instantly also immediately held back a laugh. "Why are you there?"

"The situation is conducive, Mom?" ask Zahra ashen.

"Not yet, it's still ragged outside." Erwin smiles.

"Issshh."

"Why are you still there? Like someone who feels unprotected. There's a security guard here." Erwin praised himself.

"Your niece, the eyes of the basket!" Zahra snorted then moved up and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"No papa, make me even more dear."

"Kok, then?" Zahra.

"Yes, I feel like I have to protect you. Because you're like gold that many people hunt."

"I don't feel that way."

"Because you don't love yourself."

Zahra pursed her lips. "I'm no longer holy, Mom."

Erwin sighed. "Why should we bring up mass then, if we can change the future?"

Zahra.

"Now you are a different Zahra. Arsyilla az-Zahra the pious woman, the prettiest, the prettiest, and the prettiest for wearing her Muslim dress." Erwin cupped Zahra's cheek. Her cute face when viewed up close is getting adorable.

"I.." Zahra bit her lower lip. "Baper's."

"Hmm, if the papers are like this, when do we have a fight?" Erwin frowning.

"Owh, how about the story?" Zahra raised her chin as if defiant. "As for you I dare!"

Erwin raised his eyebrows.

"Gini-gini used to be in school I had taekondwo tau!"

"Oh, huh?"

"Yes, but only two days, it never left again." Zahra giggles.

Erwin pinched Zahra's cheek. "Basic!"

"Emerah really, yes, couples if never quarrel there is no sweetness that." Zahra poked her lips.

"Yes ntar if the pity continues later suddenly swipe."

"Yes, yeah. We, right, can't fight destiny." Zahra leaned her head against Erwin's shoulder.

"But a good prayer, deh." Erwin smiles.

"I want kidnapped children, Mas."

Erwin just cleared a short moment. "I want to hug you?"

"Monggos."

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