WOMEN WITHOUT TEARS

Sacred Cooperation

Even the smile of Dance still remains a lot. When imagining the panic of the mother who lost her money, her jewelry and room were in a mess. Then mom gets angry, berates me and there must be a big fight, between mom and dad. Unfortunately, Tari could not attend the fight.

Just a few days later, Tari nosy to get infornation about the condition of his parents. Not by visiting his parents. But visit their neighbors. To get to the stall, Tari had to pass from the front of their house.

Wow..When the day is like this, surely mom is still at home. Why did Tari forget that ?. It must be because of the evil influence of his happiness. To fool his steps. It was his struggle to skip college again. Did he just abandon his plan ?. But Dance was already near the house.

During the day like this, the address is not good to cross in front of the house. It could be an accidental meeting with your mother.

For a moment Tari stopped in front of the neighboring house whose existence percis beside their house. Dance hid behind the wall of the gate of the neighboring house and peered towards their house.

"Hey...Dari...ngapain ngumpet there" sound from the direction of the neighboring house page. Dance in shock and look.

"Eh aunty.anu..hehehe.." answered Tari nervously and fervently gazing at the aunt, the hostess.

"Come on.enter here. If your house is locked. Come on." said the aunt.

"Yes, tan.thank you. Come on, tan.." replied Dance. Then continue his journey, will pass in front of their house.

Dance walks sagging. Step.two steps and ciiiiittt... There was a scene standing in front of their house. The figure stood behind the porch wall. Like he was hiding with his gaze fixed on the road ahead of the house.

"Wowuh. It could be found out" whispered Dance in her heart. But powerless to retreat or hide. Because there's no hiding place anymore. Another step of Dance would pass right in front of the gate of their house.

A moment of Dance panic. Trying to think logically. Dance took a deep breath and took it out slowly. There is no choice, Dance has to keep going. While throwing his face towards the street of their house. His steps were wide, passing from the front of their house.

Yes.berhasiiill....Dance excitedly and unintentionally turned towards their home and tereeeenngg... Mata Tari looked at the figure standing behind the porch wall of their house.

"Embah?." said Dance to herself. Then immediately withdrew his gaze and walked quickly to the neighboring stall.

When at the stall that Tari get the info, that his parents turned away. His parents did not report to the police. Just hand the matter over to Mbah Kahpok.

"What ?!" Inner dance. Go down and think. It must have been Mbah Kahpok's advice to protect him. Because Mbah Kahpok actually knows. if Tarilah. The proof Mbah Kahpok is waiting for it in front of the house.

I did not choose Mbah Kapok wrong. He's a great shaman. Until you know, if today's dance will pass from the front of the house. Mangosteen dance understands that Tari must take the initiative to meet Mbah Kahpok. Requesting 'treatment' again. As a show to shut up.

After getting enough information from some neighbors in the shop, Tari also immediately met Mbah Kahpok in the back room. Give yourself up as an expression of gratitude for protecting her.

Once paddled, two three islands were surpassed. So the voice of the unknown proverb Dance. One to go to, some to hit (That is the meaning of Dance).

Because then Mbah Kahpok proposed. But for Dance it is a mode. Mbah Kahpok will meet all Dance requests. Provided that Tari always do routine 'treatment' to Mbah Kahpok.

A moment of Dancing, thinking deeply. Dendan, his anger and hatred; finally agreed to Mbah Kahpok's proposal. So be Tari in cooperation with Mbah Kahpok.

The cooperation began to help the father from the tantrums of people who had felt deceived by the father. The people who asked Dad to take care of his business license. If you deposit some money to your father, then his business license will quickly come out.

It turned out that it was all just dad's wits to scoop up their money. The men have raided my father several times and now they report him to the police. But thanks to the deal with Tari, Mbah Kahpok acted.

Dad was free from the reports of accusations by those people. The office of father is not disturbed. Even the father's efforts back won some tenders.

Dance and Mbah Kahpok's cooperation, unknown to father. For father, all those problems can be passed because Mbah Kahpok is a great shaman. Mbah Kahpok only gives one condition that is the entire monthly salary of the father, every month must be given to Tari.

"No, mbah" asked the surprised father. The mother's disapproval would result in daily fights. I was tired of fighting with my mother.

"If there's still an obstruction from your son. Because your child is sad not to get the right to your income, your problem will be broken again. The defense will be on Tari." replied Mbah Kahpok reassured father.

"One more"

"What, mbah "ask dad quickly.

"Don't ban Dance if you come to this house to see me"

"Oo.no. It won't, mbah. I am sorry I support him. Because now Dance is a good boy. Obey me" replied the father quickly, very happy.

Dari and Mbah Kahpok just lowered their heads. Get an approval answer. While smiling an evil victory. Because indirectly, the father also approved their agreement.

Since then, on a certain night; Tari had to go home to her parents and meet Mbah Kahpok. They will spend midnight, until dawn in Mbah Kahpok's room. I don't have any suspicions.

Unlike the case with mothers who continue to mess around. If caught Dance is in their house. I want it to feel like I'm beating and cursing this Dance. But even my mother is helpless. There is always Mbah Kahpok protecting Tari.

"He!..whore !." cried mother one time. When I saw Dari coming into the house.

Tari looks so relaxed, passing from the front of the mother's room. No matter what mom's screams. Mom was angry, immediately stood up and was going to chase after Dari. The steps of the mother stopped to see Mbah Kahpok who was standing in front of the door of the room Dance. Look at my mother with a sharp look.

Mom was helpless. Her whole body felt weak...weak and gedebug. Seeing Mbah Kahpok pull Tari's hand towards the back room.

Long enough, my mother lay helpless on the floor. Until I came and helped my mother. But once I touched my mother to help her. Eeee.spontaneous mom can move, get up on her feet and instantly get angry at dad.

"Tari and Mbah Kahpok are in the room" the mother said in a screaming voice. He pointed towards the back room. "Surely they did pervert in that room. Come..rebek !...Gerebek !.."continue mother while slapping father's head.

"Shut up!.keep your mouth. Be careful to talk" replied the father in shock and annoyance at mother.

"Don't you already know !. You're the one who let them fuck in that room. You sold the Dance to your shaman !. You stupid dad !..."

"Shut up !"

"You are silent !. You prostituted your own son in this house !. I disagree !. Just have them on the street there ng*nt**. Not here !. Listen to you !"

"The more insolent you are !. Stupid woman !"

"You are stupid !...Get them out of this house !. Expel !. Foolish !. Expel them !. Cep...aaaa..haaa...aaa...aaa...duuuhh.." said the mother in a stammered voice and could not continue her sentence.

Mom felt pain in her throat. Holding his throat and still trying to get his words out. It was visible from the movement of his lips. I think mom is complaining of pain.

Mom's face looked very pale. While stroking her throat, she was still trying to make a sound. I just stared at my mother confusedly. Don't know what you're doing and don't know what to do for you.

Mom looked like she was suffocating. Holding his throat, stroking it and patting it small. Then the mother coughed long. Until mom is thin. His face is still pale. Mom's coughing again. Bend his back, then crouch down. His hand was still patting his throat. Until some moments later, the mother's face looks reddened. It's getting red, like it's being roasted.

My throat also looked very red. Mom looked very sick. Holding his throat, jumping up and down, fanning his throat with both palms.

Suddenly, she ran towards the refrigerator. Opens the refrigerator door harshly. Then take bottled mineral water. Sipping it in a hurry and as much as possible. Mom's throat is recovering. My mother sat in a dining chair. Still rubbing his throat.

He approached her and stood in front of her. As soon as I saw dad, my anger peaked again. Mom swearing, berating dad. But mother's voice didn't come out. Mom screamed as loud as she could, her voice inaudible. Only the mouth of the mother was wide in front of the face of the father.

Dad flicked one of his palms to get rid of mom's breath. So as not to enter his feathers. Then I left, stayed away from my mother. While in the back room, Tari was smiling happily to see the mother tormented in pain from the vision given Mbah Kahpok.