To Mutia

Caught cheating

"But really, ma'am."

Simultaneously, there was a loud sound from the dropped pot hitting the floor. A second later Mutia held a sigh while rubbing her chest, before throwing a sharp look at the voice owner who had already shocked her.

"Keyla! What if it's because I'm surprised that I'm suddenly born, you want responsibility?"

Instead of feeling guilty for shocking Mutia, Keyla put on a wide grin. "One of you is too focused on your cooking, until I knock on the door and say hello. I kept opening the door, apparently not in the key. Oh Allah, Mutia, you are so careless. What if someone bad comes in? It's still good that he's just grabbing stuff in this house, but if he hurts you too, what?"

"Why are you the one who nagged? I should have been angry that you had been scorned." mutia murmured, but Keyla only responded with amused rascals. "And I don't want to lock the door, but the door can't be locked. This morning Nyimas opened the lock too hard and made the key that was already bent, so it broke in the keyhole."

"Well, how are you?" pulling up the bar stool, Keyla sat her body down, as Mutia returned to cooking. "Did you call a handyman for real? It is dangerous to be kept for too long. I'm afraid what I said happened. Yes.. even though this complex has a security guard, still we can not be careless."

"I've asked Nyimas to call the handyman, but he said later, he wants the same report Mas Yudha first."

"He wants a report to the boss, let the boss take care of the payment. Really, a calculation, anyway. The cost of the craftsman will also not be very expensive. After all, if he doesn't want to spend money on repairs, he shouldn't have ruined it." Keyla throws lips. His hand grabbed the banana in the basket, opened its skin, then devoured it greedily, venting his frustration at Nyimas who he was eager to swallow alive.

"I thought so, too, Key. Trivia like gini, do not go to Mas Yudha. So I asked for his exchange number and said I would pay the fee, but Nyimas got angry and said I was looking for face. I didn't lose face, so what's it for."

Keyla laughed crisply at Mutia's grunts, making her choke and cough. The pitying Mutia saw Keyla pat her chest, quickly giving Keyla a glass of water.

"The ant! Almost dead me." complains Keyla after affirming the water given by Mutia. His face was red due to lack of oxygen. "It's funny that I'm on the news under the title Beautiful woman died of choking on a banana."

Mutia could not hold herself back. The pregnant woman let out a laugh, along with her hands moving to turn off the flame of the stove.

"Kualat*you said Nyimas."

(Because/witch*)

"where possible. My parents aren't either." Rejected Keyla. "Continue.. How is the continuation of the story of the door?"

"Yes, connect." Mutia raised her shoulders. Indifferent, but his eyes were worried. "Hopefully the key has been fixed before night."

Keyla nodded slowly, then stared at the dishes containing food on the bar table. "A lot of it, Mut. Are you eating lunch for all the residents of this house? How much are you paying them?"

"No, it's." Mutia put the plate filled with grilled tilapia fish on the pantry, then washed all the cooking utensils she had used. "I cooked for Faisal. My sister had a two-week school break and she decided to visit me and vacation here for four days."

"Well, so you can't let me out, dong." Keyla's face showed a disappointed look.

"Sorry." Mutia felt guilty, as Keyla laughed out loud.

"At least, Mut." Keyla patted Mutia on the shoulder. "Well, by the way, you want to take your sister to the airport? With me, I want to go to the beach. Ordinary, eye wash see bule man wearing dalem doang pants."

Moving on from her seat, Keyla picked up her handbag that was on the bar table. "I don't want to disturb your quality time with your sister. Bye, I'm going first."

"Key! Keyla!"

But Keyla ignored his call. The slender-bodied woman only waved her one hand at Mutia, without bothering to stop her steps and turn around.

"Basic, Keyla."

Mutia again struggled with her cooking. Serving plates containing his sister's favorite food to the dining table. Soon Mutia heard the bell, accompanied by the sound of people saying greetings. Knowing that the voice belonged to her sister, Mutia rushed off the apron and wiped her hands, then walked quickly towards the living room.

When the door opened, Mutia instantly received a tight hug. Although she was shocked, Mutia finally laughed when she heard Faisal saying he missed her.

"You, what if I don't open the door? Can be a long matter." complained Mutia while wiping the darling black mane her sister who was slightly damp due to sweat.

Faisal knitted his brows, then released his embrace on Mutia. The teenager's hands held onto Mutia's shoulders, as her eyes focused on her big brother's stomach, which a few moments ago seemed to hold their arms.

"Corn.." His breath choked. Faisal raised his gaze, looking at Mutia with a shocked and confused look. He wanted to ask, but somehow he suddenly became mute.

"Sign in first. We're talking inside." grabbing Faisal's hand, Mutia pulled the teenager with the bag on her back to get into her room.

Upon arriving at Mutia's room, Faisal immediately jerked the woman's hand. Laying down her bag carelessly, then throwing a disappointed look at Mutia.

"Well pregnant and I didn't know it at all. It's been this big," Faisal pointed at Mutia's stomach. "Yuk hid it from me." Mutia's shoulder returned Faisal clutching firmly. "Si... Who is the baby's father in Ayuk's womb?"

Mutia sighed softly. Faisal often acts like a possessive brother and treats him like a bad brother.

The tension between them was solved by the sound of a knock on the door of Mutia's room, both of them simultaneously turning towards the door. Mutia frowned, wondering about who was behind the door of her room at the moment, because as she remembered there was no one at home other than herself and the other occupants also rarely went home during the break.

Not wanting to be curious any longer, Mutia walked up to the door of the room and opened it. A second later Mutia found a familiar figure, standing tall before her and giving her a sharp look.

"Mas... Mas Yudha." said Mutia.

Instead of responding to Mutia's words, Yudha stared back at the woman. Staring at the man standing one meter behind Mutia with suspicious squeaking eyes and dislike, before casting a disappointed look at the pregnant woman before him.

"What is this, Mutia? You brought a man into your room?"

Mutia had trouble gulping. Why does he feel like he just cheated?