Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

36. Ideal Wife (5)

That Sunday morning, Yanti led Kito around the house. A laugh escaped the young mother's lips as Waskito asked to stop at the grocery store.

"Morning is the snack, Le?" sapa Mbak Sur the owner of the warung.

"Yes, I guess, Mother. A small child has been shopping pinter," continued Yanti who then carried her child so as not to disturb other buyers.

Yanti showed Waskito the names of various objects while waiting for his turn.

"Mbak Yanti, what's the chicken coop ndak dipake?" ask the new employee at the shop.

"Hmm? Oh, yeah, want to buy a chicken forgot to keep."

"I have two tails that are a month old. Ma'am Yanti wants to? My house is nowhere near enough."

The woman was happy. "How much?"

The young man shook his head. "Ndakn't. I'll go home from work to Ma'am's house."

"Lho, no.. I want to buy," persuaded Yanti.

"Ndak, Ma'am. I-" the young man's answer was cut short by being called his master.

"Nas! Get me the sugar in the barn!" mbak Sur's orders.

"Yes, Sur Ma'am!" he said loudly and then turned to Yanti. "I'll get on with my job first, Ms. Yanti."

The young mother only watched as the young man swiftly lifted the sugar sack, and other items. Since it seemed like the young man was busy, Yanti just bought a peanut cake for Kito before walking back home.

Arriving at home, Yanti did her usual activities. Clean the house and wash clothes.

Lately Dennis is more often wearing a short shirt, maybe the influence of hotter weather. Yanti's thoughts returned a few days ago when they went to Talun, Nglegok.

In cold, clear water.

If Dennis had not refused his invitation, they could have played water together. Flush each other and pull each other in the water.

Yanti asked inwardly. If you play water, Dennis will also take off his shirt? Or just wearing shorts like Darren?

"Yan.." call Dennis with his heavy, heart-shaking voice.

"Ah, Oh my God!" yanti shouted embarrassedly as she imagined the romantic atmosphere between them. His hands were full of foam, patting the surface of the water until it was wet everywhere.

"Wanty! There's something on you," Dennis said, hitting his feet slowly over and over again, using the tip of his stick.

Yanti who was surprised, immediately turned to the man who was already standing nearby. He asked, "What, sir?"

"There's a real thing, tuh..." Dennis pointed towards the side yard of the house visible from the back door.

There, Yanti saw a young shop clerk carrying a woven bag.

"Well, is it coming?" ask Yanti to herself. He then rushed to wash his hands.

"Who is that?" dennis asked, his eyes sharp.

"Anas, sir," Yanti replied then quickly went out and greeted the young man. Unconscious of Dennis' wrinkled brows.

Dennis had no choice but to look at Yanti and the young man hahahi in the courtyard. The longer, the hotter his chest. He did not like to see the closeness between the two.

Yanti's eyes were sparkling when receiving the woven basket. The two were smiling and occasionally stealing glances. The man was much shorter and not as handsome as he was.

Dennis's eyes were then fixed on the young man's arm that was gleaming in the sun.

"Tsk, deliberately wear sleeveless t-shirts to show off." sneered Dennis as he crossed his arms in front of his chest. "If I wanted to, I could wear open clothes too!"

The longer Dennis gets, the more upset he gets. Partly because it feels rivaled by the presence of foreign men whose quality is far below it.

As Yanti walked in, Dennis walked over. He saw that there was no basket in Yanti's hand.

"What's that bring?" ask Dennis, start the interrogation.

"What, Sir?" Yanti asked back.

"You were given something to that man." Dennis tapped his wand on the floor several times to show his annoyance.

"Chicken, sir," Yanti replied as she slipped her hair behind her ear. "So morning after I met, Mas Anas said he wanted to bring it home."

Yanti who was surprised by Dennis' voice suddenly snapped, just shut up.

"This place is my home, you can't just haphazardly bring people here! If he does not intend well how?! If there's anything you want to take responsibility for?!"

"I'm sorry, sir". said Yanti who was panicked and frightened. His heart also hurt, but Anas himself offered. He's not the one who asked.

"If this is your house, whatever! You can't be careless here!" Dennis just shut his mouth when he saw Yanti's submissive attitude that stood still.

The young mother did not even lift her face.

"I'm sorry, sir," Yanti said once again. His voice vibrates.

"Yes if you understand. Next time do not repeat," said Dennis who began to subside his anger, turned around and left Yanti.

Without Dennis knowing, tears trickled from the young mother's eyes, straight to the floor. Make the dots dark. He didn't even dare to move until he didn't hear Dennis's wand anymore.

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Dennis' anger that afternoon made Yanti very sad.

In addition to accusing him of carrying just anyone, Dennis also told him not to recklessly act in his home.

Yanti knows it's Dennis' house, but... The employer said as if Yanti had acted ignorant, presumptuous, in someone else's home.

He realized that he only worked as a maid. But can't a woman seem to dream of finding a loving companion... The handsome, the rich, and from a respectable family..

"Why is your face so tangled, Ti?" ask mbok Jum. "Usually at this hour you've also come home if Mr. Dennis is at home."

Yanti tried to smile. "Once Mbok Jum. Mbok Jum knows the contents. Delicious, Mbok."

The fat lady knew that Yanti was lying. Since then Yanti has not spent knowing the contents she took. And just daydreaming while looking at his son who plays cars. He could guess the cause. Mbok Jum didn't know exactly what Dennis was saying, but his screaming voice was heard all the way here.

"No need to be too taken by heart" advised mbok Jum who sat near Yanti. "We if there are more thoughts or fatigue also want to be angry constantly."

"Yes, Mbok," said Yanti. The stings on his lips did not radiate in the glaring sight.

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Throughout the afternoon, Yanti thought of many things. Including his learning activities.

Therefore, after dinner and washing the dishes, Yanti made up her mind. He came to Dennis who was sitting reading a book in the study.

"What's wrong?" dennis asked without raising her face and voice.

"Sir, I want to stop studying with Miss Niken."

This time Dennis spontaneously looked up. He did not believe what he heard. "What do you mean stop learning? Don't you know how lucky you are to be studying at your age?"

The man even stood up and approached Yanti by dragging his feet.

"Others for school will have to pay, but you just sit at home! Just read and count is not smooth, do you not want to be in high school? You can be a civil servant! It can be easy to make money!"

Yanti took a step back to hear the word from Dennis. But not bowing his head one bit.

"I'm not Mr. Dennis' wife. I'm just a maid. Contracted wife. After getting certainty about Mas Darto, I also want to go home to Nglegok, sir."

Dennis didn't know why he was so surprised, but he staggered backwards. What Yanti said was not wrong. Just...

"But... Not so fast as it could get word of a missing person." Dennis' voice shrank.

"Yes, Sir. I learned too, everyone still knows that I don't read, don't know anything. So I-i"

"Uk!"

Yanti's words came to a halt when she heard Waskito's shriek followed by the sound of items falling near the stairs.

"LOCUS!!" yanti shouted, who immediately ran towards the stairs where her son was already below. Dennis was not far behind the woman.

"Ukkkkkk.. UWAAAAA!!!" the boy's cries for more than a year broke.

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