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"Tuh .. I think it started the war" said Mr. Amin reminded.
"Wow what about Mr. Amin. Masya Allah. Astaghfirullah .... I'm afraid." said Mbok Surti stammered.
"There Mbok, later we are expelled" said Mr. Amin teasing Mbok Surti who was panicking again.
"God ... Mr. Amin instead of helping to make me stressed" said Mbok Surti slowly.
"Mbokkk Suuurrtttiii !!" yelled Anggie loudly. His screams filled the entire room.
"Yes Non." replied Mbok Surti hard then ran in a hurry.
It was fortunate that the long cloth did not graze his running steps towards Anggie's room. With breath still panting, Mbok Surti entered into Anggie's room. The door of his room is wide open, of course, very clearly visible from outside the room.
"What's Non Anggie?" ask Mbok Surti slowly.
"Here you!! So the maid is not very clever. What is this taste? I asked for cheese-flavored fried noodles instead of sprinkled with cheese like gini. It's eating!!" yelled Anggie while throwing a plate filled with fried noodles.
Prang .....
The plate broke and the contents scattered to the floor. Anggie stood firm and pointed towards Mbok Surti.
Mbok Surti was silent and silent, speechless. The best option is to speak a thousand languages, so as not to incite greater anger.
"Clean ... Clean up right now." Anggie said loudly.
"Yes Non Anggie." said Mbok Surti stammered. She was shocked at what Anggie had just done. Anggie's attitude has changed a hundred and eighty degrees lately.
Mbok Surti cleaned everything well and clean, so that the room was neat as before. Mbok Surti swept, mopped and cleaned the room painstakingly. As for Anggie, just fall asleep and eat some packaged snacks in his room.
Before Baihaqi left yesterday, Anggie was indeed given enough money to make ends meet. So Anggie can buy his own things.
"Yes, it's gone. I'm sick of seeing your stupid maid too. Kok Aisyah wants to hire an old woman like you." said Anggie loudly and arrogantly while shaking his hand to drive Mbok Surti from his room.
Mbok Surti just kept quiet. It was indeed a pain to be insulted like that, especially Aisyah and Baihaqi never said out loud or said such harsh words.
"Why!! Wanna mad? Just get angry, sneak." said Anggie ketus.
"No Non Anggie. I know who I am" Mbok Surti said slowly.
"Ohhh it's good to be aware. Go!!" yelled Anggie in a loud voice.
Mbok Surti immediately left Anggie's room with annoyance and heartache. Her steps slowly towards the kitchen, and her tears began to pour out .
"What's Mbok Surti?" ask Mr. Amin slowly.
"Today, I feel like I don't live in this house. Usually whatever I do always get compliments from Mother Aisyah. But this time I was just chided like a kingpin." said Mbok Surti slowly.
"Already Mbok ... Don't be taken heart already know the character of Bu Anggie like that. We have Mr. Baihaqi secured to guard his home. Remember it Mbok." said Mr. Amin slowly strengthen Mbok Surti.
Mbok Surti covered his face with both hands that had started to wrinkle.
As usual almost every night Anggie out to unwind all day at home. Find time to hang out with her friends.
Mr. Amin followed Anggie every night. Mr. Amin should get proof of who Dad's the son that Anggie's currently conceived.
This time Anggie went to a favorite dining place with some of his best friends. The car was parked in front of the restaurant. Her tiny steps entered the restaurant to find the right place to gather with her friends.
Mr. Amin also went inside and took a considerable distance. Mr. Amin chose to sit by the window and turn his back to Anggie.
One by one, Anggie's friends came and filled the table that had been ordered by Anggie. Not long after a couple entered the restaurant and sat right next to Anggie's desk. Anggie did not bother the arrival of the lovers at all.
They enjoyed the meal while talking and laughing. Until Anggie was ready to go to the restroom, and there was a small incident that was not intentional.
Anggie got up and walked over and accidentally nudged the arm of the woman sitting at the table next to him. The woman screamed loudly because her drink spilled right on her chest and thighs. The man who became his partner also looked at Anggie then .. saw the difference in Anggie because his stomach was getting distended because of pregnancy.
"Anggie ..." said Joe quietly.
Anggie just looked at the man lazily and passed by without apologizing.
"Anggie !!" yelled Joe loudly. Anggie didn't even touch him.
Seeing that, Mr. Amin did not stay silent and still follow, what is this.
Joe ran after Anggie. His hand was pulled until Anggie was interested in turning around and hugging the chest of Joe's field.
"Anggie .. I'm sorry. I've been looking for you everywhere. This is our son, right?" joe asked quietly as he rubbed Anggie's hair.
Anggie, who initially enjoyed the touch, was bewitched and let go of the hug and pushed Joe.
"We never knew. I'm sorry you got the wrong person." said Anggie ketus
"Anggie ... Let me keep you company and stay with my son. That's my son Anggie." said Joe aloud. His voice made the entire restaurant look at him questioningly.
Mr. Amin also listened to this drama solemnly. Curious about Joe's words. Maybe Mr. Amin should follow Joe to get important information.
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