
Heny calms Ranti. He told Ranti to be stronger, so that the Sumi ma'am did not always demean her
"Ranti, don't shut up! That Sumi ma'am, if you keep quiet is getting rampant," said Bu Heny.
"But, Mum. He was, as if endless to scorn my life. At first I thought he would shut up by himself, not to mention that there was talk for him. Actually, what's my fault, anyway?" Randy was wondering.
"The wrong thing is not you. But, Ms. Sumi's self is wrong. He presents envy in him, so he is never satisfied if he has not issued the curse in him. Fight him, don't shut up. At any time, it will stay that way. He let him know how it feels that the man he has been humbling all this time, will return his words." Miss Heny suggested that.
Ranti also tried to agree to the advice of Ms. Heny. At that time, Ms. Heny said goodbye to Ranti for shopping, while Ranti asked her to keep resting at home because Bu Heny knew if Ranti content is vulnerable at this time.
Bu Heny saw from a distance that Nando looked at his house. He knows if he misses his wife, but it's prestige to admit it. When Ms. Heny passed her house, Nando pretended not to notice anything.
"Come, Nando," said Ms. Heny nicely.
Nando looked at Bu Heny, "Yes, Mom. How's ranti?"
Ms. Heny stopped her steps, then turned to her house.
"OK, coke. Don't be afraid to apologize, you misunderstand me. Talk carefully with a cool head, not emotions and selfishness that come first. You pick him up, don't let you regret it yourself." Madam Heny after saying that immediately stepped foot.
Nando wants to pick up Ranti, somehow feeling hesitant. In his heart was raging with questions and words that made him even more doubtful. 'If I pick him up, don't you know what an affair is? Make sure he dong, can arbitrarily. But, if the issue of infidelity is a lie, how? I who prefer to entrust others, mean to waste people as good as him. Which one is this right?'
Nando chose to go back into his house. He sat on the living room couch. Usually, every morning saw Ranti passing by with her activities, at this time it felt quiet. 'Nando, why are you such a coward. Datengi him, ask the truth. You won't know if you stay home.'
Nando got out of his seat and walked out of the house again. As usual, the view every morning saw mothers gathering at the vegetable merchant near her home. Ms. Heny was still there, of course the stove was down there. He was seen babbling, not knowing what else was the material of his gossip. Nando with a strong determination, approached Bu Heny and intended to talk to his wife.
"Mom Heny" said Nando.
Ms. Heny also turned her head, but the one who said Nando's greeting was Ms. Sumi.
"Eh, Nando. Shopping themselves? Ih, pity, your handsome guy is wasted. It's true, your decision. People cheat easily, definitely repeated again. Let him go, cheating people will not want to say," said Sumi Bu with her shiny mouth.
"Come, Nando. Don't mind his mouth barking. There is no point," said Bu Heny while taking Nando to his house.
Miss Heny walked first, while Nando tailed behind him. Feelings of doubt and worry back whack when they are near the house of Bu Heny.
"Mom," call Nando.
Sontak Bu Heny turned towards him, but kept walking.
"Yes" replied Mrs Heny.
"I went home first, how? How I doubt," said Nando as it is.
"Whatever, you. If you want to postpone the issue, please. If you want to finish quickly, talk about it. It all depends on you, I don't mean it" said Ms. Heny.
"Nando, don't think for long. Seen by people as seeming inappropriate," said Bu Heny.
Nando remained with his hesitant steps, deciding to go along with Bu Heny. When entering the house, saw Ranti sitting alone with Bu Heny's son.
"Darling, can you go back to the room first? Ibun there are important things to say," pinta Bu Heny.
The bontot just smiled and walked away from her seat.
"Why did Miss Heny take her?" asked Ranti with a slightly taut speech.
"Ranti, it is better to talk to both, so that the problem is calmer," advised Ms. Heny.
Ranti looked closely at Bu Heny.
"Ranti, not to defend him, but solely for the good of the child in your womb," said Heny again.
"For what, Mom? He asked that, but look. He does not believe me at all, I say free honest and good, if at the ends he hears the words of others," said Ranti using a high tone.
"It's not that, Mom. I worry, I have to believe which one. I want to trust you because you're my wife, but out there not only is one person saying the same right, so it makes me feel that way" Nando explained.
"Everyone! You are more concerned with your feelings, without thinking about my feelings. You should've supported me by finding out, not even getting emotional. You would agree to their slander, if you treat you like this. What's the point of going to the doctor here and there, if you still question it. You are considered barren, I defend you with all my might. They are only able to judge without being able to know what really happened" Ranti explained.
Mouthfuls continued to occur, until Ms. Heny who initially did not want to intervene, finally spoke up. Ms. Heny thought that if they said with a cold head they would be better able to accept each other. However, it turned out that the guess was wrong, the two of them were fighting each other and none of them were willing to give up. It is true, if tilapia a speck spoils the milk. Because the problem starts from the envy of Bu Sumi, making everything fall apart.
Harmonious family, years without exposure to the issue of tilting other than having no children. Currently turned into runyam because of the presence of prospective children as well. Bu Sumi's vilification was indeed cruel, without looking at herself.
"Why is it a storm? I, invite Nando to marry, so that people here do not suspect you. Is your life more pleasant after suffering," said Ms. Heny.
Right now, they were looking at each other. None of them, reopen the sound.
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