Benalu In My House
SIXTEEN

Sunday is a happy day and most awaited by almost everyone. Many couples and families wait for this day to spend time with loved ones. Contrary to the reverse with Mentari who actually waited today to give unexpected surprises to the prospective former beloved family.

He was seen clinging to the appearance of himself who was wearing a knee-length dress with no arms. It looks like it is fused with its white skin. The A line dress makes Mentari look like a girl in her 20s with perfect curves and precise at some point.

Do not forget the sweep of thin make up to perfect its appearance. The mentor circled in front of the mirror in his new apartment. Yes, Mentari has got a new apartment for her, but only last night she slept there. The furniture is quite complete because the apartment is indeed the result of oper book and has only been inhabited for 1 year. So naturally, the furniture still looks quite nice and clean. He just had to complete his shortcomings and take the rest of his things that are not so much.

What about the house and its contents that are actually purchased by Mentari with his own money?

Mentari has big plans. But he will not be realising it at the moment. Let them first enjoy all the luxuries that will soon be left behind. Just waiting for the right time and ...

ARNOLD ...

A terrible boom will explode making them foggy.

The mentari was looking forward to that day.

Meanwhile, in the mansion of the residence of Mentari and Shandi, it looks like Erna's face was bent sour because the holiday he hoped he could fill with laziness like before should be filled with boring household activities.

Do not ask if Shandi helps, then the answer is NO.

He was busy curling up with a pillow bolster while watching television.

"Mas .. "strangled Erna with a sour face and matted hair.

"What the hell, baby?" suhut Shandi with eyes still focused on the infotainment show.

"Help cake! I'm tired of knowing! I was pregnant but instead you told me to clean up. Ah, I don't want any more. Or you try calling your fucking wife again. It's good to have fun, while I'm told to clean up." Erna was incessantly murmuring. Actually there is no need for Erna to ask, Shandi had tried to contact Mentari, but Mentari completely ignored him. Shandi to the point of confusion himself faced the very unusual attitude of Mentari.

"People aren't used to doing that job, baby. Never mind your broom, just hold a broom never!" tukas Shandi honest. That's how it is. During his marriage to Mentari, he never helped with household affairs at all. Really never at all. "Mas also tried to contact Tari, but he did not respond at all so want to how again."

"Or call mama gih, ask mama Septi to come here. Masa' they could tell me that I was pregnant cleaning, nyuci, um, mama I just never told me to do this. I'm tired of work, time' told this anyway! Where is the big house, where can I live," the nagging Erna who has laid herself beside Shandi.

"Yes, you rest. Let your mommy call them here."

...***...

"Shandi, why did you ask Mama Septi here?" ask Rohani upon arrival at Shandi's house. "Erna isn't papa, is she? Where's she?" asked Rohani while glancing at the clockwork which showed almost noon.

"That's ma, emmm .. please help clean up and wash ya ma. Keep cooking too. Kan Erna is pregnant, kasian her if you have to clean up, nyuci, same cook. If it's Ad Tari, no problem. He can do everything himself. But since a week ago, Tari has not returned. As you can see, the house is a mess. The same plate of dirty clothes is also on the pile, please help ya ma, Sep!" tukas Shandi guiltlessly asked his parents and sister to clean up his house. "Erna's not papa, just tired so I told her to sleep."

"What?" both are surprised. How could his son invite them here just to be told to clean up, while Erna was actually enjoying sleeping.

With his face bent sour, Rohani and Septi began to clean up. If it wasn't for Erna being pregnant alone, they wouldn't have done this.

"Sep, keep your clothes washing up!" said Rohani while putting a broom in its place.

"Well, mama, nyuci dishes aja Septi not yet round, time' has been told to wash clothes anyway. Septi's skin can be rough dong," protested Septi with a pouty face.

"Lha, so who do you want to tell, try it? Mama can not long hit the water, entar rheumatism mama relapse, how?" tukas Rohani who has ruffled the waist.

"This is because of Mbak Tari nih. Just be careful if he comes home, I want brother Shandi to divorce him to let him know the taste. Very nice of him, we are here busy cleaning up, he even had fun staying at the hotel. Take care of all spa skin care and meni pedi as well. Fuck, brother-in-law!" his Septi is upset.

"You're right, Sep. Let mama talk to Shandi. There's no use in defending women like that."

"Mama's right. Uh, tell brother Shandi too, why not just use art instead of bothering like this. Erna's manager, of course, his salary is big. Brother Shandi too. Don't waste a million dollars on art."

"Can too. Mama will tell."

...***...

"Shan, persuade Erna there. It's for your good too!" again with Rohani. It is impossible for them to come every day to clean up. So the best way out is to hire art.

"Ma, actually my mother's advice is good, but .. I guess I can't deh employ art because now my position is down to ordinary staff."

"WHAT???" call the three men at the same time.

"Lho, how could that be? What have you done wrong, Shan?" spiritual with a high voice. "You're corrupt?"

"Where is. Where has Shandi ever been corruption."

"Lantas ... Why was your position suddenly demoted? It's impossible to get dropped suddenly without a reason?"

Shandi let out a long sigh and looked at the mama and Erna and Septi alternately.

"That's because ... Shandi married again, ma. Shandi is considered to have no loyalty so it is not appropriate to occupy the position," replied Shandi lethargic who again successfully made the three women stunned.

"A strange place" murmured Rohani.

"It's not just that, ma. Another reason is actually Shandi's performance is less so good. Shandi was surprised to be appointed as a marketing manager. So, the more complete is the reason proposed Mr. Galih."

"Sir Galih?"

"Emmm ... he's the principal director of MTR Furniture."

The spiritual head suddenly dizzy. Not lost his fatigue after struggling with the housework Shandi so much. However, he had to be faced with the reality of the position of the child who was demoted.

"Hi, all," said Mentari with a big smile on her lips. Do not forget also his appearance that looks so wow makes Shandi who initially wanted to be angry because Mentari never came home, just now widen his smile.

"Darling, you just got home?" said Shandi with a sweet smile

Erna who was sitting next to him snorted then immediately stood beside Shandi while struggling affectionately in her arms. But Shandi just quickly let go and was about to approach Mentari. But again Erna stopped him.

"I'm sorry, mas. I just want to prepare mentally before I get a surprise with you" Mentari said with a smile.

Seeing Erna blocking Shandi from approaching her made Mentari smile.

"Not be afraid of that. I'm not going to take your husband."

The light of Mentari's sentence just now made Shandi frown.

"Why indeed? I'm your husband too, Dance."

But Mentari just smiled without responding. He went straight into his room and locked it. Then quickly, he stuffed all his personal belongings into a suitcase that was indeed inside the walk in closet of his room.

"Heh, the brash daughter-in-law, instead of apologizing for leaving without saying goodbye for a week, just casually entered the room so!" snapped Rohani upset because he felt ignored just like that.

"Sister, mending you immediately divorce the woman. His behavior has no manners. It's as if going to just go home. This house is considered to have a hotel, what?" septi.

"Septi's right, Shan. Not really to defend women there is no morality kayak it," said Rohani who embraced Erna.

"Mama's right, honey. I'm actually ashamed of masa' being made the second even though I can keep you a child," continued Erna.

"But I ... "

"According to the request of your mother, sister, and wife, mas. I don't want to continue our relationship. I'm willing to let you go, mas. So, get my talaq!"