Wife Display

The Giodava 17

They finally arrived at the house of the family. A middle-class housing, where the majority of the citizens are traders.

Tok to tok. He knocked on the brown door a few times and heard a noise from inside, the sound of screaming to open the door, until finally the door was open, an old man who already had two colors of brightly smiling hair revealed his teeth that were no longer complete. Trunket.

“Father,” Hugged the man standing in the doorway. Her tears trickled as her embrace was reciprocated. He's the only resident of this house who has always been kind to Inah, one reason Inah has to remain patient in this house until his age.

Inah took off her embrace, then brought the father who was no longer young to sit on the sofa. “Bapak how are you, mr healthy?” tanya Hama sat down on the floor.

“So son, you're healthy, bring your husband in! too bad he's still out.”

Holding his forehead, he forgot he wasn't alone. Sangking felt bad for Bian, Inah also did not realize what his father had mentioned.

Inah immediately stood up and approached Bian who was still standing casually in front of the door with a loud bang in his hand.

“Bian let's go in, geez forgive me for forgetting you.” Inah says shyly. It made her face look cute.

“Ah Yes In.” Bian replied after a few seconds, Bian was stunned for a while to see Inah's unusual smile.

While the man that Inah called the Father stood up and walked towards the room of Inah's sister. Knock on the door and call him to come out. “Inah came with her husband.” she revealed after opening the door of the room itself. Then come back and sit on the sofa to coincide with Inah and Bian who also just arrived.

“Bapak already ate sir? Mother and sister where?” Inah opened the bushel from Bian's hand, again he forgot to introduce Bian. He kept showing me all the menus he brought.

“Then this way, you will eat again.” replied the father after seeing the food menu that Inah brought for his family.

While Brother Inah peeked out of the door of his room, watching Inah who was showing off what he was carrying with a cell phone in his ear could not help but stare fixedly at the man sitting next to Inah. He closed the door when he saw Inah standing up.

He walked through the room, into the kitchen.  He took out a few plates and spoons and returned after looking at his now messy house. The tip of his lips was interested when he saw the door of the room he used to occupy at the end of this room.

In the room. Inah's sister was talking on the phone.

“Bu, I'm sure the other day om-om who was looking for a daughter-in-law for her son, her son was Autis?” whisper until he closes his mouth.

Quickly Brother Inah named Jovana was immediately agree with his mother's words.

“Iya, I'm sure what's going on?”

“Mother go home now, and look!” Jovana immediately disconnected her phone call. He walked around in the room. A sense of regret began to roar in his heart after seeing the man who was with Inah was not the Autistic man he knew all along. He continued muttering annoyedly "should be me!"

The longer Jovana waited the more impatient she wanted to get out of her room, but she wanted to see Inah together with her mother.

Not so long ago, the sound of a car stopping in front of their house, Jovana opened the door a little looking at the door.

“Ehh there Inah.” greet her mother is friendly when she sees Inah and Bian in their living room.

“Jovana....” call Mother Inah without having time Inah and Bian answer her greeting first. They just stood looking at the mother who was calling sister Inah.

Jovana arrived and immediately looked at each other as if conveying something from their gazes.

“Inaaahh...” Jovana hugged Inah, as if she had just seen Inah there. While Bian was surprised to see Jovana who was so different from Inah. There was no resemblance between the two of them.

“You are arrogant yes, married and forget your brother,” said Jovana kindly still hugged Inah, while her eyes glanced at Bian who had returned to sitting quietly.

“Hmm, sister has never called me.” Honestly Inah, almost a year she was at her in-laws house, not a single phone she received from her house.

“Udah hugged it, over! I also want to hug Inah.” The middle-aged woman who looked much younger than Father Inah nudged her eldest daughter, alternately hugging Inah. As if she missed Inah so much, in fact, all this time Inah lived like a stepson in her house.

They sat together in the living room, Jovana for the first time went alone to the kitchen without telling Inah who was next to her.

Inah's mother, Sarah, had just praised Bian's good looks and hospitality. “You're very lucky Well.”

“But he is not my husband bu.” said this coincides with the arrival of Jovana, as soon as the plate in his hand fell to the floor hearing Inah's words. She said the rich-looking man was not her husband. I don't know what Jovana thinks.