Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Samsul Crazy Work

Deni was at Mila's house all day. He helps Mila clean up all of Mila's work including cleaning the glass pieces of Poto's frame that Mila slammed into.

Samsul clothes all Deni fold neatly as ever.

From washing dishes to cooking, Deni accompanied Mila's activities that day.

The two of them laughed together while enjoying the food they had just cooked. Spicy sambel and gurame fish. Samsul's favorite, which did not have time to cook because her husband was always busy with work.

Mila is so happy.

If only Samsul. Spend a day with him. Help her cook, clean up the house and eat together. Just like Deni did that day.

Of course Mila is very happy.

But.

Her husband never had time for her. He was just sad in his room. Samsul never gave him the time to spend together.

Her husband has his own world. The world of work, which made him forget. At home there was someone waiting for his affection. At home there is someone who hopes for his love. At home there is Mila who needs her backrest in times of loneliness.

By afternoon. Mila's heart started to beat fast.

His eyes continued to point at the cell phone that was lying on the dining table.

It has become a tradition. Every afternoon. Samsul would contact her to say the same.

"Ma, Papa's Overtime!"

Yep. Those are the words that are heard in the afternoon.

"Den. See that phone?"

"Why, ma'am, with that phone?"

Mila smiled looking at Deni.

"In a moment, the phone rang. Well that must be from Mom's husband. As usual, Den. She would say the same thing," Mila said with a flat face.

"meaning?" asked Deni curiously.

"Every five o'clock in the afternoon. He'll say. Papa there is overtime .. " said Mila while looking at Deni with a sad face.

"So, every day Mom's husband is overtime?"

Mila nodded faintly. Then his gaze shifted to the wall clock. Time has shown at half six in the afternoon.

Bizarrely.

Samsul hasn't contacted him yet.

"Den!"

"Yes Mom."

"Mother's scared!"

"What's the fear, ma'am?"

Mila ran outside the house. From a distance, Samsul arrived. Not as usual. That afternoon Samsul came home.

She was both happy and panicked to see her husband coming. Mila hurried back into the house.

"Den! My husband's coming home Den! How'this?" said Mila with a pounding heart.

"Mom don't worry. Do what Deni said this morning, Ok!"

"OK Den!" mila replied even though her heart was still tense and scared.

Lekas Deni sat on the sofa as well as Mila.

In fact they were both equally tense and fearful. Especially Deni. But Deni had to endure his fear. For the sake of wanting to know, how much Samsul cares about Mila.

And Deni wants to prove it.

The sound of Samsul motor is getting closer. Mila's heart was getting worse.

"Mrs ... "

That sound. Samsul used to say if he would enter the door.

"Mrs ... Papa's coming home!"

The sound of Samsul's footrest increasingly makes Mila's chest dah dig dug. Mila let out a long sigh many times trying to calm down.

"Ma!"

Samsul's steps stopped.

On the sofa sat a very handsome young man beside his wife.

"Tumben Papa's coming home in the afternoon!" welcome Mila half-nerving.

Samsul had not yet said anything to his wife.

Deni greeted him immediately.

"Oms. Good afternoon." Deni got up from his seat while extending a hand to Samsul.

"Eh, yes, se .. good afternoon. Who are you, huh?" samsul asked as he looked at Deni from head to toe.

"I'm Deni Om. Next-door neighbor. I'm a new citizen here. I just happened to see Madam fall. So I help Om's wife, all of you know Om," explained Deni a little lie.

Then Samsul approached Mila who was sitting next to Deni.

"Mama's okay, right? Who is sick Ma. Let's see Papa!" reprimand Samsul while palpating all parts of Mila's body. Fear of bruises on his wife's body. Made Mila uncomfortable and said.

"Mama's okay Pa. Say the same Mama. Papa Tumben can go home in the afternoon," said Mila pitched ketus.

Samsul looked at the astonished face of his wife.

"Kok Mama said that?"

Mila lowered her head, squeezing her hand. Not answering her husband's question.

"There's one important file Ma missed. So Papa wants to take it. Tonight, Papa has a meeting with Pa Vishnu. But just a minute Ma!" Samsul's words glided freely without any burden.

Mila's eyes glared at her husband.

"So Papa came home, just to get the files, right?"

Samsul nodded slowly while looking at Deni who was still sitting in silence.

"Father promise. Finish meeting. Papa's coming straight home, huh?" rayu Samsul while stroking his wife's hair with affection.

"It's okay Pa. It's up to Papa. Going home is okay too. Tonight I'm going to watch Deni. Papa don't worry, just finish Papa's job. Now don't worry about Mama anymore, okay?" mila smiled bitterly at her husband.

"Watch?"

"Yes. Now Mama can go anywhere Deni escorted. Isn't that right, Den?" mila. His eyes immediately turned to Deni who had been silent before.

"yes Om. Madam Mila is a good person. Deni is ready to take Om's wife anywhere. As long as Madam Mila is happy," Deni said even though her heart was a little tense and afraid. But Deni had to do that. He wanted to know how Samsul reacted.

Samsul rubbed his face rough. Cold sweat was dripping down his forehead. Breath began to be claustrophobic hearing the words of Deni and his wife.

At first glance he remembered the words of Mang Ujang.

"Don't!" Samsul stood up straight from his seat.

"Why Pa?" Mila surprised.

"Mom if you want to watch Papa, yeah?" Samsul's face turned pale.

"What is this, anyway? Papa has a meeting at the office. It's there. Kasian right, Pa Wisnu waiting for Papa," said Mila with a satirical tone.

"That's Ma. Anu, I mean Papa. If you want to watch. Papa's coming, huh?"

"But! No need for Pa!" sentak Mila's.

Mila then walked hurriedly to her room while shouting.

"Pa. Quickly retrieve which files are missing. Mama's going!" pekik Mila while smiling amusedly looking at her husband's attitude.

Same with Deni.

Deni just fell silent. Although he had to laugh at the reaction of Samsul who began to be jealous. A man like Samsul who knows no time and always ignores his wife. Must teach a lesson.

Samsul stepped following Mila into the room.

"Ma. Mama, don't be like that, yeah. Sama Papa," whispered Samsul speaking in Mila's ear while clutching his wife's hand.

"So, I just want to watch Pa. Mom is bored at home. Besides Papa where there is time to send Mama to the cinema," reply Mila while brushing aside Samsul's hand.

"But why watch that young man Ma. Lots of Mama's friends. Are you not ashamed, both roads are equally flocked" said Samsul. His eyes glittered at Mila.

"Indeed why if Mama's the same way in droves?" challenge Mila while looking back at her husband's face.

"Yes, I mean Papa. Mama can wait for Papa .. "samsul's guts shrieked to see the flash of anger drawn on his wife's face.

"Pa. When did Papa keep Papa's word. Mom bored Pa. Starts now. Just keep working Pa. Don't mind Mama anymore. Mom's tired!" sentak Mila's.

Mila's eyes glazed over after saying that. Her inner. Her husband never understood her feelings. Mila didn't expect much from her husband. He just wanted a little attention from Samsul. Like the husbands out there, always take his wife for a walk or go together somewhere looking for a cool place to unwind.

But all that he never got from Samsul.

The man loves his job too much ....