Berlianku My wife

Berlianku My wife
247. Unaccepting


The clear morning dew that sticks spoiled to the foliage, and the various colors of the garden in the city park that morning, make Miss Mirna excited and like getting a new world. 


Actually, the beauty in the village is much more calming. But somehow the atmosphere of the city is much more crowded with a variety of residents, making it more passionate about world life. 


“Old Cock of Jeng?” asked Ms. Rita when they met at the meeting. Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo had already dried up and managed to run one round.


“Iya, just met you lama” replied Bu Mirna.


“Temen?” ask Bu Rita in shock.


Bu Mirna has a friend in Jakarta? How new the story. Bu Rita only knows the life of Ms. Mirna during high school in Jogja. After that, Rita did not know. About Alya's father, Bu Rita did not know.


“Iyah.. temen my husband first, I also did not expect to meet here” replied Bu Mirna spirit. 


“Oh.., male?” ask Miss Rita.


“Iya” 


“Ooh hehe ayok run again yuk” invite Bu Rita again see Mr. Aryo is far ahead.


Ms. Mirna nodded then they ran away small but then many nets, maybe because they were half a century old, their strength was not as strong as before. 


After walking around 5 rounds, the three of them then stopped, rest, drink water and then go home.


Yes that's the routine of Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo why they are young and always healthy. In addition to maintaining a diet and feeling happy, they regularly exercise.


Arriving at home, their children and ghosts even look cool dating in front of the tv. Alya looks spoiled sleep on Ardi's thigh.


Ardi is already fresh with his shirt and tie, but Alya still wears his favorite negligee shirt, not even wearing a hijab, but already wearing makeup and already fragrant.


“Waah bar home Mah?” alya asked her father-in-law, and Alya was saved from the fall.


Ms. Rita got into the house first, because Mr. Aryo parked the car, and Ms. Mirna washed her hands and feet first. 


“Daddy, are you still wet?” tanyq Bu Rita thought Alya was guarding the morning.


“He... Yes Mah, Lian take care of the evening, we go to the boutique right?” ask Alya nyengir.


“So dong, yes already mamah shower first ya!” ma'am Rita replied saying goodbye to go up to the third floor.


“Ya Mah” Alya replied 


“Which Father Mah?” tanya Ardi delayed Miss Rita's move.


“Papah to the parking lot dulue” replied Bu Rita turned to Ardi and stopped, then Bu Mirna followed in. 


Ardi and Alya were amazed to see Miss Mirna that morning. 


Ms. Mirna wears a brand n*ke sportswear suit, because Ms. Mirna is hardworking, without any diet her body is still slim. When viewed from behind without seeing his face body like a girl.


Although Ms. Mirna was sick because she thought too hard to think about Alya who married suddenly, lack of sleep and energy was forced to sell, today it looks fresh and sparkling. 


Especially because the cream given by Bu Rita, although it has not given a meaningful change, Ms Mirna looks more glowing and not dull. Stay a little black spots that need to be routinely disguised.


”Mother?” peekik Alya does not like.


“Dhalem Nduk!” ma'am Mirna came in.


“Whose mom wears clothes? How sexy is that?” alya asked not to accept her mother beautiful and young again, in fact Alya now her body began to stretch because of her husband's actions. 


Ms. Mirna looked at Bu Rita embarrassed, feeling shy and had no self-esteem, because everything was thanks to her social message. 


“Yesterday Mamah ajakin your mother shopping, Darling. Not sexy, all Muslim sports clothes are so, want a ribet skirt model kasian already old” replied Bu Rita stopped for a moment to hear Alya's question.


Bu Rita defends the shy-looking Bu Mirna. According to Bu Rita, getting older, it must be more extra to maintain the appearance and body to stay young.


Alya was silent for a moment.


If Bu Rita is sexy, Alya is not surprised, because Bu Rita fashion is much better than Alya. Even Bu Rita still often wears a princess-style dress or a sexy dress that makes Bu Rita 10 years younger. 


“But Alya ngrasa weird mom wear pants so” said Alya while looking down.


“Plethak” Ardi flicked Alya's forehead for the umpteenth time either count. 


“Sakit Mas, a very habit sih” grumbled Alya does not accept. 


“Tuh mom so embarrassed because of you, justin mom here healthy, youthful and happy do not need to be said. You want mommy sick again?” tanya Ardi scolded Alya. Why Alya always cornered Bu Mirna's change.


“No, Lian also wants to stay young and healthy, Alya replied. 


“Mother is home so mom is coming with your in-laws, is that okay? Can ya?” ma'am Mirna replied at last. 


“So your mother said she met you long ago!” said Bu Rita. It means that Bu Rita wants Alya to understand that his mother also has a community and life expectancy socializing in Jakarta.


“Oh yes?  You have a temen here?” alya asked enthusiastically. 


After telling Alya. Ms. Rita passed to her room, not interested in talking anymore. Ms. Rita had to quickly take a shower and prepare for her husband's work needs.


Miss Mirna nodded and sat down to join Ardi and Alya. 


“What's her name Ma? Which person?”  ask Alya.


“Say she lives in a residential near the city park. Your father and his friends often call him cungkring because he used to be tall skinny, his nose is very sharp. But now he is more contained kok not cungkring, even more dashing now, until mother does not know his real name. The person is very well” said Bu Mirna fiery who indirectly praised his old friend. 


“Ehm” Ardi cleared his expression of Bu Mirna like a teenager who was again confiding.


While Alya was pouting and looking at her mother with a sneaking gaze while biting her lips even her eyes were glaring. Alya had just first seen her mother's expression as happy as it was discussing the physicality of men.


Stared at his son strangely like that, Miss Mirna swallowed her saliva wrongly. And stop the story. 


“But still dashing father Alya right Bu?” alya asked with a very dislike expression. 


“Darling you anything, I have calmed down in nature do not need to be bandingin” said Ardi. 


“Your father is unmatched, Nak” replied Ms Mirna. 


“Hemmm, Alya does not like muji-muji people other than mr” replied Alya even jealous. Then Ardi pinched Alya's waist.


“Iiih what the hell?” grunts Alya. 


“Mother does not praise others Nduk, mother again mother's story, yes mother is just a story after 30 years more did not meet, mother also did not think she still recognize mother? I'm happy it feels like my friend still remembers mom“ replied Bu Mirna with sparkling eyes again. 


“Hemm yaya” Alya replied increasingly jealous, why his mother kept telling him good stories about the theme.


“He's alone Mom? Is the same his wife” asked Ardi even more fishing. 


“Mom know less, I met in the bathroom, yes alone, maybe the same wife but not known to mother. Yes, it was just a coincidence and just a moment, I took a shower first ya” replied Ms Mirna saying goodbye.


“Ya” reply Alya and Ardi. 


Miss Mirna then left. 


“What the hell are you doing? Very same with mom?” tanya Ardi scolded his wife. 


“Mother so kesentilan so, Lian uncomfortable mas see. Rich mom is not mom” replied Alya pouting.  


“Ck. Mas prefers the mother now, so there is a spirit of life, much fresher than fitting in Jogja” bela Ardi.


“Yes it's okay if it's healthier and happier, but if it looks like that, centil-centil bg it? What to try?” alya argued differently from Ardi.


“Mom is still beautiful. No matter what, even I want you to marry again, let you not fuss over mother's thoughts. You talked about mom, right?” said Ardi reminded the theme of their discussion earlier.


Before Bu Mirna and Bu Rita came home, Alya conveyed that Bu Mirna was not comfortable hitchhiking in his house. I feel like I have no self-esteem if I stay there for a long time.


Ms. Mirna wants to stay in the parlour until Alya reception and 4 monthly recitation. Even longer until there is a new cook teacher. After that, back to Jogja. 


Hearing that Ardi strictly forbids. Ardi could not bear to hear his in-laws living in a parlour. In a simple room, there will also be tired of taking care of the children of the orphanage. Ardi wants his in-laws to live in the same comfortable place as them.


But Alya also did not want if his mother quickly returned to Jogja. Alya knows how her mother feels too if she continues in her in-laws' house.


Then Ardi and Alya argue and argue, until Bu Rita comes and makes them stop arguing. 


“Means seeing the wedding mother again?” ask Alya to Ardi still discuss Miss Mirna.  


“Yes as we have discussed, according to mas, the best mother married again. If we need to find a mate for mother here, let mother not Jogja and alone again. Mas is also dizzy if you ngeributin mother, will be bit-tikit ngambek ngadu to mother, if the mother in Jogja ask to go home to mother, mas do not want it. I pray for the mother to marry again, so you focus on Mas” said Ardi expressed his opinion.


Ardi does not want Alya to think about his mother, let alone be the place to escape Alya when marahan.


“Lhoh yes it's up to mom dong Mas. We cannot intervene mother” Alya replied in denial again.


“But you agreed at that time married mother again?” 


“Agreed the hell Mas? But whose problem? Mom is old. It is not easy to accept and fall in love. Then establish relationships with others at his age. Geli also Lian Shadowin has a stepfather, Alya replied


“If you don't agree. Yes, you have wooed mother to make mother comfortable here, consider this mother's own home, mas do not want mother to live in panti” 


“Hemm, ya” replied Alya silently.


When Alya and Ardi talk Mr. Aryo in. Then Ardi stood up to his papa. 


“Pah Ardi wants to chat” said Ardi to his father.


“Yes. What's up?”  replied Mr. Aryo coldly


“About Mia, Pah!” 


“Ke workspace now!” lord Aryo's orders were firm. Mr. Aryo would like to discuss important matters, smelling of work and the issue of violence discussed privacy without a wife.


“Ready Pah!” answer Ardi. Then Ardi coded Alya to wait in the room only. 


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