Wa Story My wife

Wa Story My wife
The Part 32



Hot weather lately, many complained by some residents in the capital. The air is also a challenge for human daily activities.


Puspa and his father and sister, this afternoon will come to the address occupied by his sister.


He hopes his parents' problems are resolved today, and Mr. Ilham brought his two younger siblings to live in Semarang, with his father and mother.


Starting to step on the gas pedal, Puspa drove his car down a slightly crowded street. With a mind that branched everywhere, no matter what disturbed her thought, this time Puspa felt so anxious about meeting with his sister. Unlike when he met his younger brother, Puspa's feelings were so calm.


After arriving in front of a house that is classified as luxury, Puspa pulled over his car


"Akbar are you sure this is your aunt's house?" tanya Puspa while removing her seat belt


"Betul mba, I used to live here with my aunt and aunt's husband" answered akbar


"Yes let's go down" Ilham said


The three of them got out of the car, occasionally looking left and right, the atmosphere was a little quiet, maybe because the temperature was so hot, making people reluctant to move outside the house.


After a few times Akbar knocked on the door, there appeared a figure of a woman the age of Puspa behind the door


"Sorry who you're looking for?" heed


"I want to see Aunt Ranti, is there?


Puspa scanned his gaze towards Akbar, he was astonished by the name called by his younger brother, as if he was no stranger to the name of the aunt, he remembered that Cantika's aunt was also named Ranti. But Puspa immediately dismissed that thought.


"Which name is Ranti it's a lot, this is just a coincidence" Inner Puspa


"I'm sorry Ranti's mom doesn't live here, she's already sold her house to my husband"


Father, Puspa and Akbar looked at the woman fixedly


"If we could know, where did Miss Ranti live now?" ask Mr. Ilham


"I'm sorry I don't know" said the owner


"If you'll excuse me, sorry to interrupt? sambar Puspa


They're back in the car. In the car, Puspa could not be separated from the shadow of Bu Ranti and Cantika, Puspa continued to think about the possibilities that occurred, until the voice of the father shocked Puspa


"Son, let's go, let's go home first, we'll find it next time" said Mr. Ilham


Puspa nodded then started his car, slowly moving forward, because his mind was completely out of focus.


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Some vegetables and side dishes have been arranged neatly on the dining table, this time Puspa cooks himself because bi Sumi has been picked up by Mr. Anan, to return to work at the home of the in-laws


Anjar who did not come to dinner, and has not yet returned to the office, because there is overtime in his office, Puspa, Ilham and Akbar enjoy dinner only three.


"Mother tomorrow, father and Akbar go home first, pity you've been in staying too long"


"Is that so, sir?" tanya Puspa


"Yes father will try to ask the Arum family in Semarang, where his aunt and Tika live"


"Yes, if you want it like that, then you just tell me the address so that Puspa and Mas Anjar are looking, so you don't need to come here"


"Sorry Puspa father has troubled you"


"No sir, Tika is my sister, it's Puspa's duty to look for her"


"Akbar you have plans to continue where the school is?" connect Puspa


"Akbar actually wants to go to High School?"


"Where to go in the pesantren?" ask Puspa again


"To high school alone mba, I used to enter the boarding school because there was a scholarship for orphans, there was no charge at all, because I was kasian with uncle if I had to finance my school"


Hearing Akbar's words, Mr. Ilham's eyes reddened to hold a clear circle that was ready to plunge wet the cheek.


He felt guilty for his son.


"You can decide your school, achieve your goals, choose the best school for you" said the father


"But is it okay if there is a cost and the cost is expensive sir?" ask Akbar


"It doesn't matter at all" replied the father


"Can Akbar also go to college, sir?"


"Very good?"


"Akbar, in pesantren is better, can learn religion as well?" tanya Puspa


"Yes mba, but Akbar wants to enter High School, later study religion can be while in school"


"After High School you want to go to college in what bar? tanya Puspa while scooping rice into his mouth


"Take the mba law?"


"Well, which is the spirit of learning?"


"Yes mba"


The clock is 9 o'clock but Anjar never came home


waiting for the husband, Puspa checked his laptop to prepare the material to be taught tomorrow to his students,


After more than half an hour, the sound of a car stopped in front of the house. Slightly peeking from the gap of the window curtain, which turned out to be Her Husband, Puspa immediately opened the door


"Not sleeping yet?" ask Anjar


"I'll always wait if you're overtime, so don't ask me if I haven't slept?"


"Well, I thought you were pregnant, who knew your baby wouldn't wait for the papa to come home"


"That's the mas, still waiting while sitting in front of the tv, have you eaten?"


"Not dhe?"


"Didn't you eat anything at the office?"


"No, just drinking coffee, today office work a lot, no time to eat"


"Yes, I've got to get on the same clothes wash my hands, I'll heat the side dish"


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"Same father Akbar is sleeping, dear?" ask Anjar when she is sitting at the dining table


"Yes, they've been in the room since 9"


Puspa looked at Anjar who was eating a full meal, he was considering wanting to say the incident when he visited his aunt Akbar's house.


"What's the matter, baby, is there a problem?" ask Anjar.


Anjar always asked that, because he did not want his wife in trouble


"Hmmmmm"


"What's the dhe?" if there's a problem, say the same mas" I don't want you to stress"


"Mas, did I go to Akbar's aunt's house this afternoon?"


Anjar stopped his eating activities, grabbed a glass of water and drank it.


"Oo yeah, why didn't you tell me you were going there?"


"I'm sorry, you asked to get there quickly"


"How serious? does that mean Tika's here?" ask Anjar curiously


Puspa shook his head


"Keep dhe?" ask again


"They don't live there anymore, so haven't met Tika?"


"Ooooh We can find it next time dear" said Anjar while continuing his eating action.


"But I'm a little surprised?"


"Surprised why?"


"When Akbar said that his aunt's name was Ranti?"


Again Anjar stopped his scooping activity


"Replace?"


"Yes, by the way about Ranti, I remember Cantika, and,,


"As can what we're looking for be them?"


Similarly, Anjarpun was surprised to hear the words of his wife.


"Is it possible that Cantika was Tika mas?"


Instantly Anjar stared at Puspa's eyeballs, it seemed that Anjar also had no taste to finish his food"


"May it be just a coincidence dear" Anjar replied as she clasped Puspa's hand


"What if it's right mas"


Anjar leaned her purse on the chair, took a deep breath and exhaled it violently.


Anjar realized Puspa's concern


"Honey you don't think too much about it, hopefully it's not him we're looking for, and if the same is him, we should also be ready to accept him right?"


"What reason does Cantika still want to have you?"


"If he still thinks like that, I will go far from his face, I will take you abroad and we will live there,


"Truthfully mas ilfil same cantika dhe?" he's so ambitious, it gives me goosebumps"


"Mas has finished eating, if it is, I finish, mas go up and then take a shower" said Puspa


"Dhe, you can't be stressed or cape, remember yes, in your stomach there are two babies"


"Yes dear" replied Puspa sereya touching the cheek of the husband


Tak Ayal Puspa still thinks about Tika, Bu Ranti and Cantika


Seriate