The Crown that Be snatched

The arrival of Vika

This morning, the sun was shining brightly. The current time, it was already showing at eight in the morning. Vika's car still appears to be in the middle of traffic density.

"Ih, why the hell have to use all the jammed events," grumbled Vika.

Since then Vika can only grumble. While Liza could only stay by her mother's side.

Amidst the traffic jam, Liza stared out her car window.

Liza was shocked when she saw her father's car.

"Father," said Liza.

Vika was surprised when suddenly her son called her papa. Vika looked at her son.

"Papa? where's Papa?" vika asked, looking around.

"Mama, it's Papa Ma's car."

The green light suddenly lit up. Rama's car rolled so fast leaving a red light.

"Ma, let's go after Papa Ma. I'm sure it was Papa" said Liza.

"You sure?" ask Vika.

"Sure Ma, it was Papa."

Vika looked ahead. Looking for Rama's car that Liza saw.

"You sure Papa you were Liz?" asked Vika once again, on the sidelines driving her.

"I'm sure Ma, that was Papa. Mom doesn't recognize Papa's car, anyway."

"Who are you?" ask Vika curiously.

"I don't know Ma. I just saw Papa in the car. I don't see anyone in the car with Papa."

Vika drove his vehicle at full speed to chase Rama's car.

Sure enough that it was Rama's car. Vika smiled as she saw Rama's car already seen in front.

"Yes. That's your Papa's car. Where is he going" said Vika.

"Come on Ma, we'll go with Papa."

"Yes Dear. Mama also wondered about your Papa. Actually, where is he going. And why didn't he come home last night."

Vika is still driving her car after her husband's car. She was curious about her husband. He didn't come home last night. Vika wants to know, actually what Rama did outside the house.

After a long time Vika followed Rama, a while later, Vika arrived in front of the mosque.

"Lho, if you come here, Papa" said Vika. She looked puzzled as her husband's car pulled up right in front of a small house. Vika doesn't know who her husband actually met.

"That's Papa Ma." Liza pointed towards Rama who got off her car. Moments later, a girl, Liza, got out of Rama's car.

Liza was shocked when she saw Anna. He knows who Anna is. Because at that time, Liza had known Anna.

"Lho, that's not Anna. His pony is Madam Shakira," said Liza.

"Do you know that little boy?" tanya Vika looked at Liza fixedly.

"Yes Ma. Her name is Anna. I played at Shakira's house. And I met Anna, and I met Anna" explained Liza.

"Oh. So that little boy was Shakira's mother."

"Yes Ma."

"What a connection yes, your father is the same little boy," said Vika.

There have been various questions in Vika's mind who is the little boy who is currently with Rama.

Who is it, that little boy. Don't-don't, Mas Rama cheated again. And that's my son, my husband's cheating son.

Liza's getting out of her car. However Vika hurriedly blocked his hand.

"Where are you going?" ask Vika.

"Come down Ma."

"Don't, we're here first. We don't know what Papa you did in that house."

"Yes Ma."

"Assalamualaikum" said Rama and Anna after they reached his house.

"Wa'alaikumsalam," said Iren and Safia compact.

Rama and Anna went into his house.

"Cock fast. Where are you guys from?" ask Safia.

"We just bought some bun cakes."

"Kue? what is An for? you guys are eating."

Anna put a plastic bag on the dining table.

" What is this?" ask Safia.

"Open up Safia. It makes your snack the same as your friend," Pinta Rama.

Iren smiled.

" Geez, Mr. Rama is very good sir. You shouldn't bother Sir. I don't want to stay here long either."

"It's okay. Just eat it."

Rama wanted to take Safia and Anna away. But he was not tasty, because there Iren played to Safia's house.

Rama and Anna then enter the house and leave Safia and Iren in the living room.

"Excuse me" said Vika who was already at the door of Safia's house.

Safia and Iren turned towards Vika. They were shocked when they saw Vika coming.

"Mom Vika" said Iren.

Safia got up from her seat. He still did not expect the arrival of Vika. Iren stood up too.

"You're not Ovi's employee, are you?" asked Vika who seemed to still know the two women well.

Safia and Iren did not immediately answer Vika's question. They are still made hangers by the presence of Vika.

"Whose house is this?" tanya Vika looked at Iren and Safia alternately.

"This is my home. What's wrong, Ma'am?" ask Safia.

"I want to find my husband. I saw him enter this house with a little boy."

*Duh, why Miss Vika can nyampe here huh. Where did he know Mas Rama was here. It could be this bad, inner Safia.

Well, there could be a world war in this house. I don't want to follow. Mending I just go from here, inner Iren*.

Iren looked at Safia.

"Saf, I said yes. I'm going to the cafe. I think I've been here too long" Iren said.

"Oh, yes Ren."

After saying goodbye to Safia, Iren then left Safia's house. She was about to leave Safia's house, but she was worried about Safia.

Iren knows what Vika is like. It could be, Vika attacked Safia when she knew of Safia's relationship with Rama.

"I couldn't bear to leave Safia. There is Mr. Rama here. But what if Miss Vika attacks Safia. I just wait here. I also talked to them" said Iren. He's not leaving yet. Because he's still in love with what's going to happen after this.

After Iren exited the house, Vika approached towards Safia.

"You why? how do you look so nervous? my husband came into your house. Where is he now?" asked Iren looking intently at Safia.

Safia silence. At times like this, Safia seemed to find a dead end. Go wrong, back down wrong.

Moments later, Rama emerged from the central room. He was shocked when he saw Vika. Vika was also surprised when she saw Rama.

"Mas Rama, what the fuck is this Mas? so all this time you didn't come home because you were staying at this waiter's house?" Vika had already pointed at Safia's face with her index finger.

"If yes. Why why?"

"So we've been having an affair with him? it's really disgusting of you, huh Mas. For one week you didn't come home, you've been adulterous with her here ? pelakor. I don't know myself" said Vika. He's already starting to get emotional.

Vika had already raised her hand in front of Safia. But Rama hurriedly blocked Vika's hand and threw the hand away.