The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 88: Fatal Lies

"Why did you just come?"

It was not usual for Andre to arrive late to the store, and it made Haji Bagong feel a little strange.

"Aaaahhh.. that..that..."

And Andre suddenly so Aziz stuttered. When Andre was on the road, his car accidentally crossed with a car belonging to Hajah Maesaroh. And I don't know where he whispered from following her. Then it ends to see a reality, if Hajah Maesaroh meets his daughter, Saraswati.

Now Andre was confused as to whether he should reveal this information to Haji Bagong. Andre was very sure that Hajah Maesaroh went there secretly. Andre still remembers very well the geger gedhen when at Paijo's house. Haji Bagong obviously no longer wants to recognize Saras as his son.

Haji Bagong furrowed his brows, "You why ha?!"

"Oh. That was Andre's stomach ache, mules, so stop by the gas station first" Andre reasoned. Maybe he'd better shut up.

"Eat him if the meal is picky, do not be emphatic !" namel Haji Bagong, "there you changed it Sri, I doubt if not you who hold the money in Kasiran!"

Andre nodded, but his mouth suddenly made small talk. "Well, Umik how are you?"

Haji Bagong looked at Andre suspiciously again, "Well, why?"

"Umik said he wanted to play to Mbah Kaji today, why did you want to go there? See your grandfather too?"

Andre grimacing. Is correct. Hajah Maesaroh even lied. Clearly, he had seen Hajah Maesaroh meet with Saras.

"No.eh means Andre will go there sometime, hehe..."

"Haishhh. See his grandfather kog sometime"

"When you mean it..."

Andre grimaced again. Hurry him to escape. Enter the cashier area in the bulkhead with a transparent glass barrier. Than to get further. Haji Bagong was silent, especially nagging. Make a head turn.

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Towards the close of the store, all employees are busy cleaning up their respective work. Trays containing jewelry are packed to put into a large safe. Haji Bagong stood watching them. The thought of Haji Bagong suddenly slapped with his own scolding on Andre this morning. He could have told Andre the ungodly grandson for not looking at his grandfather. While he whose only son also rarely visited his father's house.

"Now!" Haji Bagong stopped Andre walking past him. Saras' cousin stopped and muttered.

"Will you go to Mbah Kaji's house, will you come?"

Andre scratched his head. Lothawat! umik can be caught if he lies. How'this?

Andre pening's. Rather than being a witness to his uncle's tumultuous riots, he better refuse. Foolish with the lies of Hajah Maesaroh, Andre will not follow again.

"Andre has an appointment with him, later if he cancels, Bah, hehe..."

"Huh, it's free for Abah to take you!"

"Many reasons!"

Haji Bagong cars have been parked in the Mbah Kaji home yard which is as wide as a football field in their village. His arrival was immediately greeted warmly by wrinkled men who despite continuing age but his memory is still sharp as razor sharp Feni Rose.

"Well, what if you want to come here? This morning your wife came here, now your maghrib has just arrived"

Haji Bagong softened his gaze, looking at the old man he called Abah. At the end of the udzur, Mbah Kaji first lived in the wife. Haji Bagong's mother died five years ago. Lucky Mbah Kaji despite having many children, while still jaya he also raised children from one of the orphaned foundations. When his biological children have married each and live all sufficiency in a magnificent house, Mbah Kaji does not worry because he is accompanied by his adopted children who are very filial, accompany and care for him painstakingly.

"Sorry Bah, if I go to the store in the morning, while Umikya Saras, that is, Mae wants to play here first," For what sake, Haji Bagong even corrects the call. Allergies may call Saras.

"Oh yeah.. How? Abah likes not to rawon Maesaroh cuisine?"

"Don't eat a lot, remember cholesterol is old.I also dare not eat a lot even though I like"

"Rawon snore!" Mbah Kaji nyolot, even though he is old he is not senile.

"Mae here did not bring rawon, see that the fruits that he brought were still at the dinner table, just did not eat the tender gandos, if eating Abah's teeth like linu, it's not strong nyokot"

Who was this morning for?

Haji Bagong squeezed his hand, his wife lied. This time he dared to lie. Or is he used to lying, but his unconscious self is lying?

"Say the same Mae, if you cook rawon also do not need to bother bringing it here, Abah has no teeth, has not eaten meat for a long time, want to play here Abah already seneng"

"Oh yeah, you really, don't want to take Saras home?"

"That's Abah's favorite grandson kog ya no-anya aja"

"You take him home! any way!"

"Ngisin-ngisini, son of wedok loro kog podo wae, gondeli wong lanang weigh wong tuanhe dewe!"

Haji Bagong's fist hardened. Angry and disappointed because his wife had dared to lie. Added to the memory of the sass Saras who had stopped from home. How is it that Haji Bagong knows Saras is married to Paijo. Mental can.

"I go home first, I have something to take care of!"

Haji Bagong got up from his seat. Ignoring the cries of Mbah Kaji who asked him to pray Maghrib first.

"Hlah, the fat boy, ora praying ndisek even directly back"

"Jane ono opo! It even mumbled my mummy!"

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"Is that coming home?"

"Do you want to prepare a meal first or take a shower first?"

"Have Maghrib prayed yet?"

"Tumben until this hour just entered the house, stop by where?"

Haji Maesaroh was mediocre, even happier. Because this morning until noon, he had spent it with Saras.

"Come by the house" replied Haji Bagong coldly.

Hajah Maesaroh rounded his eyes, shocked.

"Close to my house, my house, my parents' house!" terang Haji Bagong with a toilet tone. Intimidating.

Hajah Maesaroh's heart was falling out on the floor right then and there.

"YOU LIED! BRAVE NOW!"

"Well, listen to Umik first..."

"HUSH...!"

"ANSWER, WHO ARE YOU COOKING RAWON FOR?!!!"

Hajah Maesaroh's body trembled violently. Her tears are flowing again. This fight was not the first, but the pain was still the same.

Hajah Maesaroh dilemma as wife and also a mother of his children. His heart ached when it was snapped like this. At once sick because he was forced to forget the children born from his womb. How could?

"To Saras, Saras our son"

A second later, the body of Hajah Maesaroh was hollow. Falling on the floor. Unconscious.

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Othor again learned to sharpen the conflict yes, who hoped that Haji Bagong had a stroke continued to consciously accept Saras marriage, like too ordinary huh. Try something different, hope you like it. Matursuwun😁