When My Wife No Longer Asks for Money

When my wife no longer asks for money (9)

Sunday was very cloudy, the intention to bring the streets of Rania I had to stop. I cleaned the house because on Sunday I allowed Siti to take a walk. While I will clean the furniture a little dusty, I see Madam Siti is ready to leave.

Where the hell is he going? looks like I have to follow where she went today. The motion is so suspicious, While my Rania lives with the neighbors for a while.

"Where are you going to be tidy?" I asked for a smile, looking at the slightly agitated Siti.

"I want to go out for a while, Want to go for a walk with my girlfriend," said Mbak Siti smiled and then pinned the bag in her hand, I gawk at the appearance of mbak Siti this morning is unusual. Today she wears jeans and clothes on her knees, not forgetting the hair in the boating booth booth adding beauty at the age of 31 years.

"A very beautiful impression today, will be known to me mbak ya?" say me.

Siti's face suddenly pias because I asked her to introduce her boyfriend to me, Is there anything hidden by mbak Siti. Did he want to meet the guy on the phone last night, what if he had better go to the room to change clothes.

"Ahh, yes mbak. then I go out first Ma'am," said Mbak Siti pamit. I just nodded then passed to my room and changed clothes, and, it's impossible to be a detective with a home negligee so he'll know that I'm following him.

After dressing up and leaving Rania to Pok Marni, I walked up to Siti. I lost track of him, where he went so quickly I lost it. I looked left to right and forward and my eyes were on a woman riding on a motorcycle. Yeah, it turns out it was Siti's mom I had to follow her.

An hour after Ms. Siti, she finally walked to the park as well as I followed her from behind. I'm looking for the safest place not to get caught by Ms. Siti.

Ten minutes waiting, finally a very familiar man in my eyes walked up to Mbak Siti and hugged her, What a hug like this. What connection they had, I walked slowly and sat in the chair behind them.

"How, have you succeeded,"

"No, you don't think I dare Mas" said Mbak Siti writhing spoiled.

Yes, that man is Mas Rahman.the man who married me two years ago.It turns out Mas Rahman never changed, he kept cheating on me. I took the phone and opened the video to record it so I had evidence to report it to the police and divorce him.

"Ckk.. You are so stupid, even though you are at home and more free to take the certificate of Ratih Darling's house" said Mas Rahman.

It was very rude of them, so Mas Rahman told Ms. Siti to steal my home certificate thankfully I had stored it in a safe place. Since when they were related.

"I'm sorry, tomorrow I promise I'll get the certificate of the house so we'll be able to sell it and go far, you promised Mas to marry me," said Siti's mother, slumped in my husband's arms.

I saw them ride apitam, my heart rumbled violently and I did not expect if Mbak Siti stabbed me from behind when I was good to him, It seems I will expel mbak Siti from home, I don't want to stay one-stop with a traitor and I'll file a divorce papers with the court.

"Yes, Mas Promise. Once we get that certificate we'll get married and go far," said Mas Rahman.

After feeling enough to record, I put it away and put my phone in the bag. I have to hurry home because I left Rania, I took a taxi by chance passing around the park.

I pinched my slightly painful forehead, not to mention the matter about the terror. Was all this Mas Rahman's doing so that I was afraid and sold my house or someone else wanted to harm me. I don't know.

The taxi stopped on the road because of the red lights, I accidentally saw Mr. Yanto with a man right next to my taxi. Is he the one who was with Mr. Yanto yesterday, it seems like I have to follow them.

"Aren't you following the car in front, sir?" I said I gave instructions to the taxi I was riding.

The car continues to walk after Mr. Yanto's car, so it stops at a house and looks beautiful woman who sits in an old chair, the man greeted the woman while Mr. Yanto just stood up and entered the minimalist house.

I saw mothers buying vegetables, and I went down to find out who the man and the woman sitting in the chair was.

"Don't you wait a minute?" my word.

I went out and joined the mothers.

"Sorry, ma'am, may I ask you a question" I said with a smile.

"Can you ask what?" said the fat mothers.

"Do you know the woman in the wheelchair?" tanya pointed to the house that was approached by Mr. Yanto and indeed the woman was seen sitting outside.

"Ooh, Ms. Sekar.he was the woman who lived in her husband 25 years ago and she has become a little crazy since then," said the mothers.

"What's wrong, Neng?" ask the other mothers. I gulped, what should I tell this mother.

"Ahh, is it okay Mom? I'm just asking, who was living the same now?" ask me again to find information.

"Sekar in the care of his son named Riko and Pak Yanto his uncle," said the mother again.

What, Mr Yanto? so Bu Sekar is his sister Pak Yanto then what is the relationship with the man who was met by Mr. Yanto the other day, what is the relationship with Anggara. I really don't understand, what is the secret behind all this? who exactly is Mr. Yanto. After asking permission, I returned to the taxi to go home because I had gone too far following Mr. Yanto and the car had to turn back towards my house.

I walk towards the taxi, tomorrow I will come back here again to find out who Mr. Yanto and Riko really are, so that everything will be clear. I opened the car door but suddenly someone from behind called me.

"Mom Ratih...?"