The Crown that Be snatched

The accused

This morning, Shakira was still struggling in the kitchen. He was still busy cooking the menu for his family's breakfast.

Mr. Junedi and Ms. Astri were already sitting in the dining room waiting for Shakira to serve her food.

"Mom, yes old Safia, do not come here again" said Mr. Junedi. He began to miss his children and grandchildren.

"Mom doesn't know either. Safia is busy, sir. Maklumin is Sir. If he rarely plays here. He's busy again" said Ms. Astri.

"It's not every day Mom. There must be a holiday. I miss Safia and Anna."

"Emang mr. doang, who misses. I miss you too, sir. Especially Anna. Granddaughter mother."

"Yes. He also misses his son Safia. He's a cute, beautiful kid. Pinter really talks about it."

A few moments later, Shakira approached the dining room. He then served food on the dining table.

"What are you talking about seriously?" shakira asked looking at her mother and father in turn.

"We're talking about Safia again. He hasn't been here in a long time, we've missed him" Astri said, helping Shakira prepare the dishes at the dinner table.

"Why not on the phone, Ma'am, Mr. Safiya. Safia has a hape. Just call if you miss."

"If you are healthy, you want to play to Safia's house" said Pak Junedi.

"Yes, I also want to play there," said Ms. Astri chimed in.

"Yes, later if you are healthy, I invite you to play there. We're playing with the four of us Rio huh."

Mr. Junedi and Ms. Astri only smiled when they heard Shakira's words.

"Yes Kir, you have never seen Safia's house" said Mr. Junedi.

Tok tok...

The sound of a very loud knock on the door shocked Shakira and her two parents.

"Shakira. Who's that?" Astri looked at Shakira.

Shakira shrugged her shoulders.

"Sana Shakira, you open the door first!" pinta Pak Junedi's.

"Yes, Mom." Shakira then walked over to open the front door.

Shakira was shocked when she saw Vika already standing in front of the door.

"Eh, Miss Vika. What's up, Mom? tumben came here early in the morning?" Shakira greeted Vika with her friendly smile.

Vika stared intently at Shakira. "Where's my husband?"

"Sir Rama? Mr. Rama is not here, ma'am" replied Shakira.

"liks. My husband did not come home for two nights. And I'm sure that Mas Rama came here. Because last night I went to his office he wasn't in the office either. Maybe he's staying here." Vika was staring at Shakira.

She thought that Rama was her husband for two nights, staying at Shakira's place.

Shakira is confused by Vika's attitude. Suddenly she came in a rage, and asked Shakira for her husband's whereabouts.

"I don't believe in you. You could have lied to me, Ms. Shakira. I'm sure my husband must be inside." Vika is still insistent, she still thinks that her husband is inside Shakira's house.

"Bu Vika, I'm not lying. What I lied for. Mr. Rama is not here."

Vika will sneak into Shakira's house. Shakira hurriedly blocked him.

"Mom, Miss Vika can't dong get into anyone's house carelessly. I haven't let my mom in."

"But I want to find my husband. Who knows if he's inside."

"Bu Vika, I would have said, that Mr. Rama is not here. And I also never hid Bu Vika's husband in my house. Don't expect my ex-wife Mr. Rama, Mr. Rama's nyariin mother to my house."

"But I still don't believe in you. I'm sure my husband is inside."

"Mom Vika, please Ma'am. You can be more polite when you see me."

"I want to find my husband. Step aside Ma'am Shakira..!"

Shakira was unable to stop Vika from entering her house. Without permission from Shakira, Vika just entered Shakira's house.

Arriving in the living room, the two old men of Shakira looked at Vika. They looked confused when they saw Vika.

That was his wife Rama. Why is he here, Mr. Junedi's mind.

Why did his wife Rama come here, Inner Bu Astri.

Mr. Junedi and Ms. Astri, since then can only look at Vika and Shakira without speaking.

"Bu Vika, I told you, Ms. Vika's husband is not here. Very indiscriminate Ms. Vika, entered the house without permission. Miss Vika in teaching you no manners at school?" Shakira has started to get emotional with Vika's attitude. He didn't just shut up with what Vika had done.

"Bu Vika, I told you that Mr. Rama is not here. I can't believe it."

Vika doesn't mind Shakira's words. He called out to Rama in a loud voice.

"Mas Rama's...! Mas Rama's...! where are you, Mas?" exclaim Vika.

Vika steps into Shakira's room to check if her husband is in Shakira's room.

She also steps into the kitchen and into Shakira's backyard to look for her husband. There was no Rama in Shakira's house.

Ms. Astri and Mr. Junedi are still confused. But they did not dare to talk because since then, Vika could only get angry.

"Look, there's no Miss Vika, your husband isn't here. Anyway, why is he here and staying here. There is no need. So tuh people, do not be jealous and do not need to be suspicious. Especially suspicious of me. I am his ex-wife, Mr. Rama. But that doesn't mean I can be close to him anymore" Shakira said at length.

Vika silent. Shakira was still emotional and did not stop talking.

"Some, why do I get close to people's husbands. There's no luck. Single men are still many, for what I have to get close to people's husbands," continued Shakira.

"Yes. That's right you said my husband wasn't here. Sorry, if I accuse you carelessly" said Vika.

Vika then steps away from Shakira's rented house. While Shakira could only sigh deeply after Vika left her home.

Shakira walks over and slams her body in the dining room mingling back with her mother and father.

"Crazy for people. It's been a nerve time, people. Maybe early in the morning she was angry with her husband in my house. Really sucks," Shakira grumbled.