That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Iri, tell me Boss?

“Log in!”

Weni's body staggered forward after Mayang pushed her into the house with all her might. The girl looked at her brother who was closing the door with a dislike face.

“Kak why, anyway? Any problem? Why do you make me ashamed in front of friends!” No longer able to hold back, he finally raised a loud protest.

“Thy? You're ashamed of Brother picking you up like that? Where do you feel ashamed when kissed by a guy in public!” reply Mayang with a thunderous voice. The girl really looked angry.

“Why be ashamed! She's my boyfriend! Wh why? Jealously brother? Brother is envious because up to this age has not also had a lover! Envied? Say Boss!"

Plaque! The sound of a slap followed the strangulation held back from Weni's lips blaring in the air. The girl touched her painful cheek, then looked at her brother with a dislike expression.

Mayang himself seemed shocked by his spontaneous actions earlier. He looked at his trembling palms. Sorry, why he could lose control to slap his own sister.

“Wen, sorry ... Brother unintentionally,” lirihnya full of regret. All this time his relationship with his sister was normal and fine. Love each other and love each other. Obviously, this incident really made him very sad.

“Continue, Brother! Keep going! Don't just slap, if you have to kill me!” weni shouted in a defiant tone.

The noise in the living room apparently invited the attention of other residents of the house. Father, Mother and two housekeepers seemed to be struggling to come to both of them.

“This is what's the fuss?” Anwar asked to mediate between the two. However, his two struggling daughters did not also take their eyes off. They still look at each other in silence.

“Father ask yourself to Daddy's daughter.” Lazy arguing, Mayang decided to get out of there and went to his room. Closing the door by slamming, do not forget he locked it before then splashed on the mattress and buried his face right on the pillow. The girl was crying in silence.

 ***

At five o'clock in the morning Mayang woke up as usual. After carrying out his duties as a religious person, he began to prepare himself. It was too early, but he had to do this. Honestly, he was still lazy to meet and again quarrel with his sister. Therefore, he planned to leave early in the morning before Weni came down from her room and met at the dinner table.

Sculpting himself in the mirror, Mayang looked into his puffy eyes by the rest of the crying overnight. In addition to regretting slapping his sister, he also regretted the words of Weni who seemed to corner him. Indeed what is wrong if until now he has not also had a heart patch? Does it make others lose? Ah, Mayang did not even understand why Weni's mind was so shallow. Though his intentions are good. He wanted his brother to take good care of himself. Guarding honor. Not only his honor, but also his family's honor. If anything happens with Weni, does not the family also bear the shame?

Mayang's gurgles shook his head to dispel the sentimental side that suddenly came.

“Non Mayang early in the morning is ready. Where are you going?” asked the assistant named Yayuk with an astonished expression.

“You go to the garden, Bi. As always. Only today will be very busy, so the departure of kudu early in the morning,” replied Mayang reasoned.

“Owh, so,” reply Yayuk while nodding understandingly. The middle-aged woman noticed her boss' son looking for something in the refrigerator. “Non Mayang find what, anyway?” tanyanya.

“The app is out yes, Bi?” mayang asked still with a bent position, while his hands were still busy opening plastic bags on the bottom shelf.

“Ih, that's the place for vegetables, Non. The fruit in the middle. If nothing means to end. I haven't been shopping, Non.”

“Yes, out of dech,” regrets Mayang while pursing lips. His eyes were accidentally fixed on the bag of bread on the table, then his smile was perfect.

The girl immediately rushed towards the dining table and grabbed the bread.

“Ya, already. I have this breakfast only,” he said with semringah. His hands deftly put chocolate jam on one side of the bread before then sprinkling the two loaves. Smiling at Yayuk who had been paying attention since then, he left.

 

***

On the plantation, Mayang underwent activities as usual. Do what needs to be done with joy. He can even forget a little bad incident of his quarrel with his sister.

That afternoon while talking to the father, their chat had to pause when Anwar's phone suddenly rang. The middle-aged man hurriedly reached into the mobile phone from his pocket. The name of the wife listed there, until without a second thought he then raised it.

Curious, Mayang watched his father carefully. At first he still showed a smile when he thought the mother called because she told him something. However, his expression changed in astonishment as the father showed an expression of panic. Even without saying anything, the middle-aged man walked quickly to his car, and only hinted at Mayang to stay there.

Not wanting to be tormented by curiosity, Mayang rushed to his motorbike to catch up with the father who had left there first. Although driving, but the mind of Mayang wandered to nowhere. Until arriving at the courtyard of the house, he was surprised by the arrival of foreigners with a row of luxury cars lined up.

“Yes Allah, what is this?”