Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Nervous And Tense

Arriving at home. Both Samsul and Intana both looked tense. But how else. Samsul did not want Intana to do as determined as he had done when he wanted to crash into the streets.

Same with Intana. He was desperate and scared. Than it goes back to Toro. It's better that he just die. It was enough, he endured his endless suffering. If he goes home to his parents. Of course very easily Mother and her father were persuaded by Toro's sweet venomous seduction. The man would use the weaknesses of both his parents with money.

He does not want it to happen, involving both parents, will only increase the burden of their minds.

With heart. Samsul parked his motorcycle in front of his house. Then he slowly opened the door of the house with a spare key that he always kept wherever he went.

"I'm afraid, what if your wife is suspicious.

Samsul swallowed his saliva. His face was pale and his heart was beating.

"You see again. Let me explain to my wife" said Samsul, opening the door with great care.

The door is wide open. Samsul quickly put his motor into the house.

"Let's go in. " said Samsul whispered to Intana who stood stiffly cold.

Finished saving the motor. Samsul then told Intana to sit down. Not to forget he closed the door and locked it tightly.

"You wait here, I'll wake up my wife. Ohiya, don't ever tell me that you are my ex. I'll say the same to my wife. That you're a distant brother, ok," said Samsul, his voice softly barely audible.

Intana nodded faintly. His eyes rolled into every room that looked slick and clean. Samsul house is quite good with goods that are quite luxurious. Samsul must be a husband who is attentive to his wife.

Regret that he was not married to Samsul. Think Intana.

Walk slowly so as not to make a sound. Samsul goes into the room to wake Mila.

Mila seemed to have fallen asleep. Samsul slowly approached.

"Ma ... Ma ... woke up Ma, look who came .. " whispered Samsul while kissing his wife's shoulder who was sleeping on her side.

Mila squirming.

"Mmmm .. what the hell is Pa ... " Mila's eyes blinked a few times before she finally woke up.

Mila rubbed her eyes. Watching Samsul in front of him.

"Papa has come home" said Mila half-conscious. His eyes were heavy, as he was still drowsy.

"Wake Ma. Look who's coming" said Samsul.

Mila's eyes narrowed.

"Who came Pa." Mila's eyes immediately opened wide to hear her husband's confession.

Soon Mila got up from her sleep. Intrigued by what her husband said, she walked straight to the living room to see someone Samsul said.

It looks like a beautiful woman wearing a yellow hijab in a wet state all over her body.

Mila's eyes instantly widened, stunned by the woman's beauty.

"Si, who are you?" ask Mila gelagapan.

"He's Papa's brother, Ma," Samsul lies while holding his wife's shoulder. Then Samsul led Mila's hand to draw near to Intana.

"Sa, I'm Mas Samsul's brother," Intana said a little nervously in tension.

"Brother?" Mila's eyes immediately swooped sharply at her husband who was standing behind her.

"Pa. Which brother is Papa? How, Mama just saw?"

"It's Ma. This is my uncle's daughter, her name is, Anu, Siti Ma!" kelit Samsul is confused. He had to lie to Mila.

Intana swallowed her saliva over and over again. Same with Samsul, he was nervous as well as tense.

From head to toe. Mila observed Intana's appearance. His face was white and clean, from the way he dressed. Mila thinks the woman must be from the family. But how could his body be so wet. And which uncle's daughter Samsul meant. Know Mila. Uncle Samsul is not on Java. He settled in Borneo there.

"Come on Ma, take her to the guest room. He ran away from home. Because my uncle wanted to match him up to an old man," said Samsul made up a story for Mila to believe.

"Frosty! You mean Papa ran away from Borneo, right?" Mila looked at the astonished face of her husband.

"Borneo?"

"Yes. Kan, as far as Mama knows, Uncle Papa lives in Kalimantan, that's right, what Papa used to say when we married first. And because there is a hindrance. Your uncle can't be at our wedding" Mila said, trying to remind her husband.

Samsul was shocked. How could he forget. That is. Uncle Danu lives in Borneo.

Damnit damnit!

Samsul was getting nervous. Almost his lie was exposed.

"Yes, yes Ma. He escaped from Kalimantan by using the Peri ship to get here" Samsul said.

It was not just Samsul who was nervous. Intana's heart was getting stronger pumping her body. Because she wanted to run away from her husband. He accidentally meets Samsul on the road. And now, the man began to be cornered by the question of his wife who berhubi. Makes Intana feel guilty.

Mila finally reached out her hand to Intana who was still standing stiffly cold. Intana also welcomed Mila's hand with a smile.

"Let's put my shirt on to change. Later you will be cold," asked Mila while guiding Intana's hand and bringing her into the room.

Then in the room. Mila immediately took some negligee to wear Intana. Intana's body was the size of her body. With pleasure, Mila could lend her clothes to Intana.

But Mila was still curious about the woman who claimed to be the daughter of her husband's uncle. Her beautiful face made Mila never stop looking at her.

"Come on. I'll show you your room" said Mila while taking Intana to the empty room that she used to allocate for the brothers who stayed there. But until now either brother Samsul or his brother. Never visited their homes. Maybe because of the distance. Mila's house is in Bandung. While Samsul's parents live in Borneo there, following one daughter. The biological sister of her husband.

Samsul just silently watched the two women. From then on he breathed many times. Fear of his lies in knowing his wife. For the next time, he would ask Intana to leave his house. In order not to cause misunderstandings that will lead to quarrels.

"Let's clean your body first. I'll have dinner ready, okay?"

"Te, thank you .. sorry I've been troubling you guys," Intana said trembling. It even sounds slow like a whisper.

Samsul was so scared. His steps drew closer to his wife who was walking hurriedly towards the kitchen.

"Ma ... Mama doesn't mind, she's staying here for a while" whispered Samsul.

Mila looked at her husband's face.

"Why should Pa object. He's Papa's brother. Mama is just like him. Mama feels how forced marriage is the same person who is not loved at all."