FORCED CHEATING
157CALON WIFE BOSS SIR

Since the family picnic, Bu Harni's mind has been erratic. Riri who often caught his mother was upset did not dare to ask, he just let his mother wrestle with her own mind. Like this afternoon Ms. Harni was completely unaware of Riri's arrival, even though Riri had said hello but her mother did not answer. Riri is looking for her mother who is tidying up clothes on the back porch. Bu Harni's hand did work, but his mind was almost certainly not there.

“Hemm, definitely again kebayang same ex deh it.” Riri looked up from behind the kitchen door and immediately headed for her room.

Ms. Harni sighed several times, it seemed like there was a great inner struggle going on inside her.

“Ah, Mas Pram. Why did you come again in my life after decades, Mas.” That regret-filled sentence just slid by.

FLASHBACKS

“Beauty beach yes, Dik?” Pah Hadi approached Bu Harni who was watching Ica playing from a distance.

Somewhat stuttered Bu Harni turned to the man who had once been the king in his heart. “Eh, Mas .. Mas Pram?”

“Kok surprised so Dik ngeliat me? Kayak new writhing ghost aja.” Mr. Hadi tried to melt the atmosphere because he saw clearly the shock in the look of the woman he had so desired.

“Ah, no kok.” Miss Harni smiled wrongly.

“Dik, we take a walk there yuk.”

“J – streets?” Miss Harni is doubtful.

“Yes, dear if we just keep quiet just do not enjoy the atmosphere of this beautiful beach.”

Bu Harni painted an awkward smile and began to follow in Mr. Hadi's footsteps in front of him.

“Dik, you are the way behind me anyway like who?” Mr. Hadi looked over.

They then waded aside, for some time without a word. Occasionally the waves are sloping almost lick their feet that without feeling walk increasingly closer to the beach.

“Dik, what is your busyness now?” finally, Mr. Hadi started a conversation.

“Not there, Mas. Just looking for home.”

Mr. Hadi stopped his steps, momentarily releasing his gaze into the open sea. Bu Harni felt there would be something that the former most beautiful wanted to say.

“Dik, what do you think of Herlina's plans for Danar and Riri?” Mr. Hadi turned his gaze to Bu Harni's face.

“Emh, I'm up to Riri Mas.” Ms. Harni did not dare to look at the two Netra Pak Hadi, it seems that he was clumsy and tried to avoid.

“I do too. About the heart we should not interfere.” Mr. Hadi returned to smile. “Although the heart can actually be forced.”

The deg!

The last sentence of Mr. Hadi felt very piercing the heart of Bu Harni. He realized, where the direction of the words of his former lover. Miss Harni just looked down, she said nothing.

“Dik, I ask you if our children are dating please bless them.” Said Mr. Hadi this time without looking at the face of Bu harni who was still down squeezing his own two palms.

“Maybe it's in your heart that I used Danar to approach your children, but believe me I didn't even know you were their mother, Dik.”

Bu Harni felt even more shocked, Mr. Hadi like he could read Bu Harni's worries all along. His feelings of guilt so great in the past to Pak Hadi made him suspicious and parno.

The beach breeze that gently swept the face of the middle-aged woman who still looks ayu was cradling the daydreams of Bu Harni to the events of thirty years ago where she very heartlessly dumped Hadi the market thugs are passionate and prefer other youths who are considered more established because of the encouragement of their parents.

“Mas Pram, I'm sorry.” The lyrics of Bu Harni. His voice seemed to blend with the murmur of the waves that swept the sand of the beach but he also ventured this time to see the charismatic face in front of him.

After decades, the apology was only reflected, because indeed since the bitter events of that night the two of them never met again.

“Dik, I sincerely accept my destiny.” Mr. Hadi turned to look at Bu Harni with a big smile. “Now I beg you, you must also be sincere with the destiny of our children if they will ask for your blessing to live together.”

There were no words spoken, just a nod of Bu Harni's head as the answer. Of course it was not entirely from the heart, because in fact until today Bu Harni is still a gamang.

FLASHBACK OFF

“Astaghfirullah, Mom! gosong vegetable!” Shouted Riri from the kitchen.

Bu Harni awakens with Riri yelling, hurrying she approached.

“Ri, are you home?” surprise Miss Harni.

“From earlier!” Riri is upset. “This is how it is, mother's cooking until this? Is the mother from behind not nyium smelly? I was the one in the room smelly. Fortunately, it did not fire.” Omel Riri turned off the stove.

Ms. Harni looked at her cooking on a skillet that was no longer in the form of a shape, the smell of the gosong was clearly stinging and smoke seemed to billow filled the kitchen.

“Mother was again ngangetin vegetable keep mom tingal ngelipetin clothes.” Said Miss Harni.

“Died daydreaming! My people go home said greetings mother diem! So next time if you want to dream of making your own agenda not while cooking, so this is the result!” Riri still nagged and then paid the charred skillet to the dishwasher and flushed it with water.

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Since Denaya was pregnant, she rarely took care of the matrial shop with Om Jaka. Denaya more often at home doing homework assisted Bi Wati and will put up his sweet look when Om Jaka came home in the afternoon.

“Beb, here first dong. How to play nyelonong anyway?” Tegur Denaya who was watching TV in the living room when she saw her husband coming.

“Eh, sori Han, I didn't see.” Om Jaka threw himself beside Denaya leaning her body rilex on the sofa.

“Open!” Denaya Pinta.

Om Jaka frowned. “Open what?”

“Open his shirt, spout!”

“Ih, the open time is now? Wait a little maleman bit, Han.” Om Jaka seemed to be thinking of something else. “Kok is not very impatient anyway, if dad comes home and keeps seeing us how?”

“Beb, spout open now. I want nyium ketek you ..” Denaya Whine.

Om Jaka's eyes suddenly glared to hear his wife's strange request. “Han, you ..”

“Buruan, here's the baby who asked.” Puppy eyes shown Denaya to make Om jaka could not bear to refuse.

The navy T-shirt that wraps around Om Jaka's masculine body is also opened, Denaya immediately nyungsep in Om Jaka's left armpit, sniffing it while cracking it looks like a perfume ad on TV.

“Yes Han, how come gini is so? Couldn't be more elite than nyidamnya?” Say Om Jaka.

Denaya did not care to still smell the armpits of her husband who lately became opium for her.

“Ahhh, segerrrr Beb.” Denaya smiled widely and then turned to sumaniya's right armpit.

“Han, are you aware? This is so dirty tau?” Lirih Om Jaka with a helpless face.

“What's more throat do I nyiumin your armpits or nyiumin the armpits of the neighbors?” He raised his face with a smile.

“Eeh, yes ... not that, I just feel you are craving antimainstream.” Om Jaka is afraid of Denaya being offended.

Denaya then returned cute, this time laying her head on the chest of Om Jaka field while her right hand infiltrated into the left armpit of her husband. Om Jaka can only resignedly try to understand the behavior of the wife.

“Asaalamualaikum.” From the outside came the voice of Mr. Haji Barkah saying greetings. “God's Mass. Behaviour ... “ Pak Haji can only shake his head to see the child and his son-in-law on the sofa in the middle room.

“Eh, Yeah.” Om Jaka was shocked. “Awas Beb, no father tuh.” Om Jaka upheld his position, Denaya looked at her father with a sinless smile.

“You guys do not know the place anyway if you want to be so friendly, is not good if seen Wati?” Tegur Pak Haji's.

“Tuh, Dengerin Han. I said what was it!” Om Jaka grabbed his T-shirt and put it on again. “Dena tuh Well, lately his behavior has been strange since pregnancy. Hobinya mengobok armpits, ampe on blisters!”

“No need to be more, huh! People just hold doang continue to be kissed when it can be scuffed?!” Denaya throttled annoyed.

Mr. Haji could only stroke his chest, then passed to his room. Om Jaka immediately got up.

“Beb, where are you going?” Denaya Whine.

“Mandi.”

“Do not dong!” Denaya intercepted her husband's move. “Ntar smells ilang.”

“Serah, Dena. I have a day of dry time can not shower?” Om Jaka did not finish thinking, but still tried to be patient.

“Yes you can shower but the keteknya do not wet, both!”

“Ish, what the fuck?”

“This is the baby's adek request.”

Om Jaka took off his T-shir and gave it to Denaya. “For a while kiss this first huh? Ntar if abis sports malem you can kiss my ketek again as much.” Om Jaka nyengir then rush into the room before being blocked again by his wife.

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After success with the plan to deliver lunch, now Bu Elin asked Danar to nganterin Riri shopping for a variety of ingredients to make cakes.

“Indeed Riri can't go alone, Mom?” Danar asked in surprise over the phone.

“Kan shopping a lot, Nar. Poor if Riri has to ride motor.” Miss Elin reasoned.

“Can I tell the driver? Mom, I guess I don't have any other work, I told you? How do I keep working in the office if I stay, is it still working hours?” Danar was a little upset at his mother.

“Serahin aja sama Yoga, so how to bother?” Miss Elin relax. “You don't feel sorry for Riri, shop a lot further. That is to make an order this week, and tomorrow must be ready all the ingredients.”

Danar did not dare to argue even though he began to suspect Bu Elin's mode because it is not usual to tell him to nemenin Riri.

“Ya have been waiting, just a moment Riri nyampe situ all between your lunch.” Breaking up Miss Elin.

“Look, food courier dateng again.” Whisperer Vony.

“Ih, yes. Why did he care so much play nyelonong aja enter the room Mr Bos?” Pissed Cila.

At the same time Via stood up from his chair because he wanted to go to the toilet, he accidentally saw Riri.

“Riri?” Call Via as you approach.

“Eh, Ma'am Via?” Riri was a little surprised.

“What are you doing here?”

“This, lunch for Mas Danar told Bu Elin.” Riri showed me the inn.

Via tinkering, although a bit surprised as well but Via immediately realized this must be Bu Elin's plan to make Danar closer to his sister.

“Ya already there gih.”

“Mbak where to go?”

“Mau to toilet.” Nyengir.

Milen cs noticed the familiarity of Via and Riri while continuing the fileak kusuk.

Soon lunch time arrived. Via immediately to the mosque after the office from the toilet while Riri and Danar immediately down to the parking lot.

“Cok was not eaten first anyway the provision? I'm sure it's the same with Miss Elin.” Said Riri when they were in the lobby.

“Let's go late, Ri. You said you had a lot of shopping?”

“Yes but if Mas Danar hasn't eaten, I'm worried. Ntar is no longer strong lift-up the goods.”

“So you're sure I made it a porters?” Danar pretended to be upset.

“Kanda, Mas. Haha...” Riri laughed crisply while walking hand in hand with Danar.

In the corner of the loby Milen cs who noticed the familiarity of Riri and Danar looked in wonder.

“Eh, how come the girl is such a naughtiness anyway use that laugh-laugh?” Milen stared at the jutek.

“Yes, kindly familiar with Mr boss!” Cila Timpal.

“Ish, kudu we uyel-uyel tuh the courier. How dare to be in front of the boss!” Vony won't lose.

“Ho oh, cute mending! Take me everywhere.” Milen pede is instantly met with a sharp glare by Vony and Cila.

From the direction of the mosque, Via walked towards the lobby which was immediately intercepted by Milen.

“Eh, it's the Via! We ask him yok, who the hell is that courier girl!” Milen walked quickly ahead of his two solmets. “Vi, wait!”

He turned to stop his steps.

“You know the repairman?” Ask Milen directly without aling-aling.

“Courier?” Via wonder.

“Yes, the courier girl who is the same as the boss!” Connect Cila.

“That was chatting with you above!” Timpal Vony seeing Via still confused.

Via directly ngeh, Riri referred to Milen cs. “Why?”

“Yee is back anyway! You know me?” Vony's a little upset. “It looks like you were very familiar.”

“Know.” Sahut Via short.

“Who is he?” Milen is curious.

“Courier.”

“Ish, I mean whose name is?” Milen.

“Oh, her name is Riana. Why are you guys really doing so much?” Via intentionally mincing.

“Yes we are sprained, model girls so really can be subtle in front of Mr. Boss, use laughs again just now.” Vony turned his lips.

“You don't know yet?”

“Not knowing what?" Milen cs compakan.

“Riana is his future wife Pak Bos, they have been betrothed to Bu elin.”

“APA?” Milen cs back compakan, their eyes seem to want to be dislodged because glaring so shocked.

Via smiled satisfied to see Milen cs shocked so, he then walked away from them.

“Eh, wait!” Cila's chasing Via's steps. “You don't make a comment!”

“Iya, you're from talking, right? Span already have a bustle of Om Om so arbitrarily you want Pak Boss to marry the same girl model so!” Milen did not lose out.

SREEETS

Via braked his steps when he came out of the lobby, Milen cs suddenly collided because Cila in front also braked suddenly.

“Who has Om Om?” Via stared intently at the three.

“Yes you are, our time!” Milen replied confidently.

“Iya, you were picked up at the same time men use a car look Om Om?” Vony sneer.

You mouth lemes! Their lack of work is why I get Om-Om. Don't know them yet if Om Jak is my husband's omnya! Ah, but bodo is very. Whatever they are, there is no point in helping this jellyfish trio.

Via chose to leave while Milen cs continued to follow.

“You guys why do I keep following me?” Upset Via.

“You still owe me an explanation about that courier girl!” Milen is not giving up.

“You do not believe you ask directly to the boss sir or to Bu Elin all of you.” Via memperceat his steps, very uncomfortable he is the same as the Milen cs who keponya especially lambe turah journalists.

“Mbak, Via!” Not far from there Riri waved his hand. Wanna not want to stop too.

“Eh, that's the girl. really you know, she seems to want to go with Mr. Boss.” Cila Whispe.

Via approached Riri. “Kirain has gone from earlier."

“Mas Danar still calls tuh.” Riri looked at Danar who seemed busy talking on the phone.

“Oh, yes be careful. Ma'am wants to eat first, laper nih.”

“He deh. Uh, but if I go home kemaleman I nginep place Ma'am Via ya?”

“Oke.”

“Hai, Vi.” Danar who finished calling approached. “You had lunch huh?”

“Iya.” Via slightly glanced at Milen cs who was still standing watching him. “Yes already, your hunt is gone, ntar keburu afternoon again.”

“You want to come?” Danar.

“Ih, why am I coming?”

“Iya Ma'am, follow us all for a walk. Isn't that right, Mas?” Riri spirit.

Danar just smiled.

“Why ah, when I wander in working hours? Ntar can get SP.” Nyengir. “Udah sneak there!”

Riri got into the car after Danar opened the door for her.

“Introduction yes.” Say Danar before entering.

Via nodded. “Have fun yes.”

Danar turned his head, “we just want to shop kok do not want vacation.” He smiled faintly.

Via did not take a headache, he continued his steps towards the cafeteria while Danar's car drove slowly leaving the parking lot.

“HUAAAA!!” Screeched Milen cs hysterical.

”It turns out that the courier girl is his future wife Pak Bos?” Milen stomped her feet in disbelief.

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