Teasers In The House

Part 21 Open War

As usual, I always wait for Arini at the mosque near home. Neighbors around have memorized that I am the most diligent person to the mosque, even they wade thumbs up for me. Many compliments I received because they thought I would devote myself to cleaning the place of worship.

It's not really a compliment that I expected, let alone what I did was not something big. I deliberately cleaned the mushala because all of you spent time waiting for Arini to come home. It's not ethical to just sit on a device in a place of worship, right?

It seems that God has excessive bonus love. God is good. The love of an understanding wife, gave me a way of righteousness that is lawful and easy, and now even a small thing is Allah's recompense for me. But .. It seems that God loves trials too, which is the presence of a mother-in-law who tempts the faith.

I don't think life is weird sometimes. Bobby's handsome and tajir twist, but can fall into the arms of an old woman. Even now he is not married, even though Bu hera left him long enough.

Even more surprising with Ms. Hera. She was helped by Mr. Rahman, making her an honorable woman with more than enough life. But why would she destroy her own husband for the sake of another man. I can't stop thinking about his crazy attitude.

These few days I was also amazed by the change in Arini's attitude. He just kept trying to be nice with Ms. Hera. What's the matter with him? His behavior raises a lot of questions in my mind.

[Mas, I'm home] a message came in.

Tumben Arini came home early, didn't even come to me at the mushala. Rushing I got up from a sitting position on the terrace of the mushola, half running I quickened my pace.

Steps start slowly when the feet begin to enter the yard. Ms. Hera who was having a selfie in front of the house made me slightly lower my gaze. This time his face returned cheerful, clothes that I had never seen for a long time now he was wearing again.

Singlet shirts that show cleavage and shorts ten centimeters from the buttocks, showing all curves are so semlohai.

I put my palms over my eyes, hoping that this view would not glorify him. However, the swing of footsteps stopped. The nerve muscles begin to tighten when the eyeballs buy right in front of the valley of two mountains.

And I was surprised and troubled, many times I asked the Lord for forgiveness. It was quite unexpected that the woman was deliberately confronting me.

Seeing me who has a pias face, the mother-in-law even smiled mischievously. My tongue was sticking out like a snake in my vision. The demon has returned. Was he not afraid if Arini caught his cat-like behavior?

"And when am I ready to eat?" asked him half-whispering in the ear while circling my sculpted body. Instantly the blood was like in the suction of the crown, the entire joint trembled. Does he really want to eat my flesh? How cannibal this woman is.

Mind fucked. Many prejudices have sprung up, spinning around in the head and making the head feel heavier. Is Miss Hera a psychopath? If true, that means my life is under threat.

"Mas Danu! Why are you standing there?" Arini's voice spread all my fear, I opened my eyes and immediately ran towards Arini who was standing near the flower pot on the porch of the house.

Before entering the house, I returned to Bu Hera. He was still smiling as he folded his hands to his chest, the twinkling of those naughty eyes he still sent to me. My God, he did that even though Arini was home. It seems like the open war has already begun.

"Daddy, I'm getting cringe." I tried to complain when Arini was busy preparing dinner.

"You're weird, Mom. Mas Danu is a man, Mas Danu should not be afraid." Always so, he simply responded casually.

"Mas is a boy, Dek. But if you're up against a psychopath like your mom, I don't dare."

"Who is a psychopath?"

"Your mother! Mr Time RT?"

"You're overreacting, Mom."

"Excess what? You don't know, do you, what Mom said up ahead?" I raise the tone of voice, honestly I am tired of Arini's attitude that continues to be calm and relaxed facing all these problems.

"What did Mom say?" He stopped stirring the vegetables and turned to look at me.

"Mother said ...."

"Come! When did it ripen? I'm hungry, right! Make it old! So if you cook, don't talk!" The voice of my mother-in-law had already been blaring in this small kitchen, stopping my conversation with Arini.

"Yes, Mom. In a minute."

Strange, really weird. Looks like something's wrong. I looked at the mother-in-law who was now sitting on the dining table chair, she took a fork and played it. I looked back at Arini, staying with her calm demeanor. But there is something strange. What's up with them?

Arini divides the seblak in three plates. But wait! I saw Arini's hidden hand gesture, he stuffed a bon chili pretty much into one of the dishes. Don't-don't ....

"Bikin seblak pedes terribly! Intentionally trying to make Mom have a stomachache?" ma'am Hera protested, shaking her hands to her mouth.

"Not too spicy, ma'am. Yeah, right, Mas?" Arini stepped on my foot, gave the code to say yes.

"Yeah. Seblak made by Arini is indeed a good top." I gave two thumbs up to Arini whom he greeted with a smile.

"Mending Mom to the front stall. Here, I'm asking for money to buy fried rice." Mom stood up and turned her hands towards Arini.

"Say I want to eat something?"

"Not anymore! I want some fried rice!" Still with a tone of care mom continued to raise her hand asking for money to Arini.

"Rather than buy, Arini masakin, ma'am. More hygienic when cooking alone."

After having a hard dialogue until emotions began to ignite the heart of the psychopathic woman, Arini finally took out twenty thousand money from the negligent bag.

The woman rushed away leaving me and Arini who were still enjoying a bag of meatball sausage handmade by my superwoman. A smile emanated from Arini's lips which I also welcomed with a satisfied smile.

Ah, my woman turned out to be sneaky as well. He can work on his own mother. Looks like he wanted to reply to Bu Hera's attitude earlier this evening. Clearly, Arini was willing to let me be bullied by her mother.

"Ofucking!" Shouted Bu Hera from the living room. Many times he called Arini, but the so-called was still fun to sip his homemade seblak sauce.

I saw Ms. Hera's face flushed red, as if a bull's horn was coming out of her head. His emotions exploded until he hit the dining table.

"Why is that mom?" arini asked flatly, still with his casual attitude he stepped into the sink washing the bowl and spoon.

"Why is Bobby ahead? Who gave me the address of this house?"

"Where do I know, Mom?"

"Answer, Arini!" Ms. Hera was burning with emotion, she pulled Arini's shoulder rough until she turned her back.

"Can't you be rude?"

"Mom's fed up with your attitude!"

"Same. I'm also fed up with Mom's attitude of constantly flirting with Mas Danu!"

My eyeballs seemed to jump from the petals watching two women related to blood shouting at each other. Arini, who used to be calm, was now shouting. What exactly is Arini planning? Why is Bobby in front of the house?

Rushing I left two women of different generations who are still struggling. Long steps towards the exit of the house. Is correct. In front of the fence was an athletic male figure, a figure I had met a few weeks ago.

I stepped towards the fence, trying to take a closer look at the figure of the man under the dim street lights. It was Bobby, but something was different. This time it looks far from the word parlente. It's so much different.

"Bang Bobby, huh?" I try to convince.

"Yes, Dan. It's me." It's me."

"But ...." I didn't keep my word, I circulated the look behind Bobby. Where is the sports car he used? Why just a motorbike?

It was only fitting that Ms. Hera immediately ran away to see him. That matre woman how could be interested in her look? Stupidhead! I don't think Bobby is sane either. Already knew his wife matre, but instead came up with such an appearance. If he's smart, he should come in a fancy car. Guaranteed Bu Hera to hang and want to reverse.

"Can I come in?" bobby asked, my mind was making fun of him.

"Bo-can, Bang. Please come in." I opened the fence wide, allowing Bobby to bring his blind motor into the yard.

"It looks like there's a lot of people in the house" Bobby said.

Duh, I just remembered that the two women were still fighting with their mouths. Immediately I ran because I heard the sound of the clanking of the slammed pot.

The view is astounding, the kitchen conditions are very messy. All the cooking utensils that were hanging and lying on their stomachs in place, have now been scattered on the floor. Crazy woman is like an infidelity. He does not accept Arini who he thinks has told Bobby to come home.

"Arini, you started all this! You'll see what I can do with your husband! Just look at it later!"

The menacing scream that came out of Bu Hera's mouth made me shudder in horror. Again it was me that he was going to make a target of revenge on Arini. Anxiety after anxiety really tests my adrenaline.

Arini who saw the behavior of Bu Hera who blindly chose to get out of the kitchen and headed to the living room. There is Bobby, the father-in-law who is now a little bit of good looks.

"You can see him in the kitchen, he's still so busy ruining my kitchen utensils" Arini told Bobby.

Without waiting to be invited, Bobby rushed to the kitchen whose condition was already in a mess. Will there be scenes now?

Bu Hera's eyes barked, signifying a fiery rage. The sense of not accepting Bobby's presence became more when he saw the man he had been avoiding was already in front of him again.

All this time I saw the incredible anger of a woman. The cry of Bu Hera which is more precisely the scream full of wrath echoed filled the entire house. Maybe to the neighbor's house.

My vision could not be separated from that tense scene. It doesn't feel ready if that psychopathic woman takes a knife and attacks Bobby. A terrifying shadow flashed in my mind. Duh, Gusti .. lest that happen.

My chest is beating fast. Worry covers the mind and heart. All the fear of the bad made me cringe even more. Afraid that the woman would blindly attack anyone nearby.

Arini, what have you done? Why are you fishing for such a big commotion in your own home? What exactly is your plan?

I want to leave the house that turned into a den of thieves. The house that threatens my safety. Should I go?