WHEN CASANOVA FELL IN LOVE
Chapter 41
Two days passed. Yasna who is ready to undergo the action comes to Rani's house with her lover.
Yasna sat in a wheelchair with her face on a bandage and Yazid pushed the wheelchair in a tattered camping suit.
"Assalamualaik." Yazid pressed the bell several times.
"Goddessalam...." Keep moving towards the gate.
"Who's looking, Mas?" Open a little gate.
"We want to ask for mercy who has this luxurious house," he said, like a billionaire Rani in their minds.
"The lady is out" said Bik Inah. The middle-aged woman looked pity on those who looked like beggars.
"We will wait" Yazid said confidently.
"good. Please wait on the terrace." Bik Inah opened the gate a little and let them sit on the porch bench.
The middle-aged woman who worked at Rani's house immediately entered and made two cups of warm tea for them. Bad plans are still accepted with a chest of air at Rani's house.
Yazid and Yasna reviewed the smiles as they saw Rani and her husband arrive home. Bik Inah who opened the gate reviewed the smile on his master.
"Who, Bik?" Rani asked after the fashionable woman got out of the car and was about to enter the house.
"Say he would ask for mercy, Madam" replied the honest Bik Inah. The middle-aged woman said what they said.
"What mercy? Money or work?" Rani asked a few questions.
"Ga tau, Nyah," replied the same confused Bik Inah bdnegan Rani. The middle-aged woman left them, too busy the woman to cook and clean the spacious house.
"You what?" Rani looked at the two beings who seemed to be starving.
"You need mercy from your mother." With both hands he poked as if a sincere apology.
"What mercy? I'm not a billionaire" Rani said, after which she chuckled, while her husband just shook his head with a smile.
"We, the victims of the fire, have no place to live, have no one. Pity us," said the man stammered, the clear feathers in his eyes almost decayed.
"You husband and wife?" Both of them nodded steadily, so steadily the plans they laid out.
"Allow the gardener or the security guard here" said the man.
Rani looked at her husband who looked with pity at Yazid and Yasna, before long the man with the thick coat of arms nodded in agreement. The wife and husband are both noble-hearted.
"I agree if you become a gardener only, because my security guard does not need it too much" explained Rani. Yazid cupped his hands together and said Alhamdulillah, the same thing Yasna did.
They are so grateful to have returned to Rani's house, Yasna's plan is so great to control and destroy Rani's family.
Rani and her husband step inside, Yazid follows while pushing up Yasna's wheelchair, a smile on both lips.
"Big. Please take them to the room near the room, Bibik," Rani asked as the fashionable woman looked at the house that was cleaning the living room table.
"Okay, Nyah." Bik Inah nodded his head looking at Rani who was standing in front of him.
"Whose name are you?" Ask Rani to Yazid.
"My name is Yazid, my wife's name is Yuli" Yazid replied with a slight smile.
"Yazid you help make Inah clean up your room," said Rani, the fashionable woman left them, the man in the thick coat just glimpsed and then passed following Rani.
"Come," make it polite. The two nodded, Yasna did not say much because she was afraid that they would recognize her voice.
The middle-aged woman cleaned a room she had not used for a long time and moved some items that had been unused, while Yasna just sat quietly on her wheelchair.
After cleaning the room, let Inah say goodbye and let them rest. Now the two of them are staring at each other.
"I thought I'd get the front room" said Yasna, rising up from her wheelchair and dropping down rough on the bed.
"This is more. Lucky they still believe," said Yazid, staring at Yasna.
"We can have a husband and wife relationship without anyone we fear" Yasna said.
"Yes. But I'm tired of being a gardener." Yazid complained, still grateful Rani was willing to accept them without any conditions.
How's our clothes?" Yazid began to get angry with the clothes he was wearing.
"Look, the count of three makes Inah will deliver clothes for us." With confidence Yasna said it.
"Couldn't you?" Yana raised one eyebrow.
"That's great!" Both laughed amusedly.
The thick-bodied man approached the door and opened it, sure enough to make Inah deliver some old T-shirts and jeans Juna who had not been used, as well as Yasna clothes that had been left on the clothesline, after delivering clothes for them, Bik Inah left their room and headed to the kitchen to prepare lunch.
"Crazy, it's my shirt that's left behind" Yasna said laughing heartily.
"Damn. Clothes this good they're not wearing, they're losing a lot" Yazid said, flipping through the clothes he gave them.
Rani's house, which has every bathroom in the room except the room bik Inah, because it makes Inah do not like if the bathroom is in the room because of the smell of urine according to Bik Inah. If keeping clean can't smell.
Two hours passed and they had cleaned themselves and Yasna had replaced the bandage on her face that she always carried. Yazid smiled at Yasna who was able to heat up wearing bandages for the revenge he planned.
"Tomorrow ready for a new job?" Asked what Yazid was solidifying himself in the mirror.
"Ready anyway. But yeah tired, you're good to sit still from morning until night," Yazid objected.
"For a while, after everything is done we will become queen and king" Yasna said, after which she chuckled and immediately shut her mouth so that she would not listen to her voice.
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While in other places Mora and Juna are not getting along. Two days Mora had silenced Juna because of a short message calling her husband affection.
"Dear let's eat!" Juna had served lunch on the table, athletic man was good at cooking even though it did not taste as good as Mora's cooking.
The beautiful woman with the title of wife did not answer her husband's words, Mora's tiny body curled up in bed. The pain is still felt or is this just congenital pregnant women only?
"Honey," call Juna to touch his wife's forehead while shaking off a little blanket.
"Let's eat, then we go to the nearest midwife!" Juna's orders were not responded at all by the pregnant woman.
Without waiting for the cue juna carried Mora's tiny body towards the dining table and placed it on a chair like putting a doll.
"That's rude!" Mora glimpsed at her husband, while Juna gave a smile.
"It can be more sadistic than this" said Juna, glancing at his wife and pouring water into a glass.
"Open your mouth!" Juna's orders while bringing the spoon closer to the little woman's mouth, Mora shook his head slowly.
God is so good at making two human beings with two different personalities come together to appreciate each other.
"A little bit" said Juna slowly. Touching his wife's chin gently.
"Don't you love the one who's here?" Connect Juna while touching Mora's flat stomach.
"I love you and I love you too, Mom. It seems like you never loved us" Mora said in a high tone. Now his heart will be filled.
"Why say that? As hard as I put my effort and effort into keeping you with me, I tried to snatch away the love that was almost lost to me but still you said that I didn't love you, my wife?" Juna took a deep breath and touched his chest. "Just look at this chest and see who is enthroned there," continued Juna annoyed.
"But the message in your gawa, Mas," said Mora vibrated, after dropping a clear circle.
"He's a nobody. I've never been in contact with anyone, if you doubt we used to meet that woman" Juna said without hesitation. The athletic man looked at his wife's eyes.
"No. I believe it now," Mora said softly as she lowered her face. She was so ashamed to accuse her husband of cheating on her with another woman.
The athletic man approached Mora, holding both cheeks until the childish face looked up slightly and Juna landed a kiss on his wife's forehead.
"Now eat!" Tells Juna, Mora nods and takes a semi-bribery of rice from Juna's hand.
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Sometimes problems do not always have to be solved in an emotional state, mutual succumbing in a relationship is very important to maintain household harmony.
Nor in one relationship there is never a commotion, checks and disputes are a spice to add harmony after the incident.
