FORCED CHEATING
179I LOVE YOU SO

Today it is not unusual - usually Rumi busies himself in the kitchen with his ART. The sight that has never been seen in Mr. Joni's lifetime is no doubt make it astonished. He continued to pay attention to the movements of his only daughter who obediently followed the instructions of the ART, Mr. Joni mesem just saw it.

“Papa! Since when is Papa there?” Rumi was shocked when she turned her back to see Mr. Joni was near the refrigerator. “Papa deliberately ngintipin I learned to cook?” Rumi frowning.

“Papa happy to see you finally plunge into the kitchen, Rumi.” Mr. Joni still with his smile.

“Not to bother ya Pa!” Rumi is a nyolot.

“Totally. Finally Papa's daughter wants to learn to cook too. It should be, right? Because you will soon be Hansol.”'s wife

“Hanson Papa, Hanson! Can't you really mention her name? HANSON! H-A-N-S-O-N!” Rumi's struggle with Mr. Joni always mispronounced her future husband's name.

“Iya just so.” Mr. Joni cuek. “Papa tuh kayak see a wonder of the world tau no Rum see you set foot in the kitchen?”

“What? You think I'm a Spinx statue in Egypt? What is the wonder of the world?” Rumi did not think about the papa.

“That's so amazing Papa's feeling, Rumi.”

“Papa want to report to UNESCO so that I am actually entered into one of the wonders of the world?” Rumi glared sharply.

"to WHO, Rum..." Mr. Joni was holding back a laugh.

"This papa ..."

“Non, the water is boiling. Enter his chicken.” ART's words cut Rumi's annoyance at Mr. Joni.

“Masukin keman, Bi?” Rumi asked confusedly.

“Ya enter the pot is Non, time to the cage?”

“Ish, the Auntie! dare to be like me, right? I cut off his 50%!” Upset Rumi.

“Ehh, don't dong Non. Yes sorry..”.

Mr. Joni smiled amusedly. “You should increase your salary Rum, right Auntie has taught you to cook?”

“Ish, Papa don't have to interfere? How to get out of the way, why did it fall in the refrigerator? Papa is like a lizard!” Rumi ngedumel opens the refrigerator door taking the chicken from the freezer.

“Non, can't be rude to parents. Ntar kualat.” The aunt reminded.

“What is it including from opor chicken recipe, Bi?” Rumi glared at the ART.

“Yes is Non ..”

“Yes, Aunty doesn't have to worry either!" Rumi glancing.

“Good, Non.”

Pak Joni can only shake his head, he chose to leave the kitchen. He can not blame Rumi completely, because he himself was too indulgent since Rumi was small, so Rumi often origin when talking. But actually Rumi is good, just so it seems. Songy! Wkwkwk…

More fun cooking. hengpong Rumi never stop embroidery

With her hands still wet Rumi grabbed her phone. "Hello! What the hell is calling? Don't know if I'm busy with cooking?" Ketus Arumi on the caller.

"Hello, Schatzi." Hanson sumringah. "The lernst du kochen? Waw! Meine zukunftige ist grobartig." (You're learning to cook? Wow, what a great wife-to-be).

"Eh, bule somplak! elo said what the hell, it's not clear like a gargle-gargle! I closed it, it doesn't matter!"

"Relse .... Waita! Schatzi, wait!" Sergey Hanson panicked. "I'm sorry, I praised you." There was a soft Hanson voice across.

"Certainly? You think it's important?" Sinis Rumi's.

"Non! The chicken was almost that charred!" Shouted the Aunt ART whose hands were again a cane of dish soap.

"Geez! Ouch....." Rumi joined in a frantic shout run to pick up the spatula and throw his hengpong in any direction.

"Hey, Schatzi? Hello...?" Hanson kept talking to himself because he no longer heard Rumi's voice. "Hello Schatzi, are you still there? Hola... "

"It's me!" Rumi who finished lifting her chicken immediately grabbed her gawai again. "What the hell is halo-halo mulu? hello-helo Bandung?"

"Schatzi, listen. Tomorrow I'll take you for a walk." Hanson was kind of in a hurry to get Rumi hung up.

"I couldn't, I told you I was cooking!"

"Tomorrow, Schatzi. Not now. Do you want a cooking course tomorrow?" Hanson.

Rumi thought about weighing for a moment. "Eum, tomorrow huh....?"

"Yes. I made a promise to Ben. We removed the diamond ring for her fiance, remember?"

"We? Oh, time, I'm not following! You mean to take that ring off my finger?" Rumi sewot's.

"Hemm, yes." Hanson cringed, lazily arguing with his stubborn lover.

"So we're gonna buy Ben a ring for his fiancee?"

"Yes. Your fingers fit the size."

"Keep you didn't buy it for me????" Rumi nyolot again.

"Oh.., of course I bought you Schatzi. don't worry." Hanson was quick to fear Rumi crashing again. "Ich werde dir geben, was immer du willst. Weil ich dich so sehr liebe." (I'll give you whatever you want. Because I love you so much).

"As far as you say what, I don't mean it! Anyway I'm asking to buy you a diamond ring, shirt, shoes, a new bag!"

Nut ... nut .. nut ....

Rumi immediately severed her connection unilaterally without waiting for Hanson's reply. He returned seriously at his cooking course with ART, while across Hanson could only stroke the chest accepting his fate of having a unique lover like Arumi.

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By late afternoon Mirza finally left for Bu Een's house because it continued at the insistence of Via. He was hard-hearted to let his wife participate.

"Darling, are you sure you're coming to mom's house? If you doubt we can put her back." Mirza said glancing at his wife who was a henchman in the passenger seat.

"What the hell is that?" Reply Via does not like.

"Mas just a darling. You're still not feeling well."

"I'm doing better"

Mirza resigned, in her heart continue to pray that her mother is in a calm mode.

SREET ...

Mirza's car stopped at Bu Een's yard almost the same time as Udin who arrived with a plastic package in his hand.

"Where are you from, Din?" Ask Mirza.

"Buy eat Mas. I want to eat rawon, she said."

the three of them then entered. It is predictable how Bu Een's welcome to his only daughter-in-law?

"Why come here, aren't you sick?" Cynic

Miss Een so Via reached out for the salaman.

"I'm well, Mom." Via smiled even though Bu Een was giving his hand.

"At least you're just pretending, right, let Mirza not wait for me?" Miss Een meringus threw away her face.

"Bus .... "

"Din! Prepare my meal!" Not yet had Mirza continue her words, Bu Een deliberately shouted at Udin and got up from his seat.

The gentle instinct of a Via immediately approached to help the mother-in-law who looked tired woke up, but violently Bu Een brushed off Via's hand.

"I can do it myself!" Sergey Bu Een.

Via instantly fell silent, he lowered his head in no power to get a rejection. Mirza who could read the disappointed look of the wife stroked her shoulders gently. Via looked at me while reviewing a smile as if to say I'm not papa, Mas. I am used to being loved by my mother.

Mirza was just about to take Via to sit down when her mother exclaimed from the dining room at Udin. “You're bo**h or what the hell? I ask rawon not tongseng!”

“This is rawon, Bu.” Udin answered convincingly.

“Rawon what does it feel like? Not delicious! Poetry, puih!” Ms. Een melted the food that had gone into her mouth.

“But I ..”

“Already! Basic ngk becus!” Hardik Bu Een to Udin.

Mirza immediately went to the dining room to see the face of udin who just looked down. “What do you want to eat?” Mirza tried to comfort her mother.

“Rawon!”

“Yes, Din buyin rawon now?”

“But Mas, that's what I bought already raw. There is only one rawon seller here.”

“Heh! Are you bu? I said it was tongseng, not rawon! Don't fuck you!” Bu Een is insistent.

Udin scratched his head in confusion, the article presented on the plate was clearly rawon! Er a ra, we o won en. Rawon! Udin Tetiba felt himself just being an impingement. Was the master really angry or was he just testing his patience?

“Mother wants to eat rawon huh?” Via approaching. “Tomorrow let me masakin ya, Bu.”

“Neither! I am not cut!” Ketus Bu Een then pushed the plate away and held on to the table to get up.

“But earlier mother said ..”

“You're not horrified? I don't want to!” Bu Een glared ferociously at Via. “Partially you want to make blood pressure go up tell me to eat rawon?”

Gluey!

Via's throat was blocked suddenly. How is he the one accused of that? Mirza looked at his wife full of pity, she shook her head faintly gesturing for Via not to say anything more.

Ms. Een then walked in with her steps dragged towards her room. “Close it in the store, I want to sleep!” Said without looking. The three people were still faithfully standing in the dining room.

“Bu. If so I'm the same Via pamit want to go home.” Said Mirza before Bu Een's step reached the door of the room.

“Kok home?” Ms. Een turned the steps. “You're not here?”

“Ngak Bu, tomorrow via work.”

“Let your wife go home, you sleep here aja.” Bu Een glanced at Via jutek.

“Yes can't do dong Bu, when I just come home alone?”

“After Udin nganterin he came home.” Bu Een pointed at Via with his chin still loyal to his jutek gaze.

“No can Ma'am, anyways Via just hurts ...”

“Mother is talking like that?” Mirza is still trying to be patient. “Via really hurts Mom, she's exhausted because ..”

“Halah, what disease is fatigue? Illnesses are making! Wander! Cih, you spoiled wife!” Cibir Bu Een blatantly unsheathed a hateful look at Via who had crumpled his feelings, he could not even afford to only reply to the two sharp netra of the mother-in-law.

“Bu, enough. It's inappropriate for mom to say that.” Mirza still has a patient stock, she tries not to get carried away by the flow of emotions created by her own mother.

“Belain just keep your wife it!”

“Not me defending Via Bu, but it is ..”

“Mas, no papa.” Cut Via with a sound almost choked. “aku home ushered Udin aja. Mas nginep here temenin Ibu.”

“But Dear ..”

“Good if you know yourself.” Cut Bu Een. “Indeed Mirza should be here taking care of her ailing mother, not taking care of a spoiled wife like you!”

“Din, take me home now yes.” Say Via to Udin.

Udin who had just become a loyal audience immediately gasped for help Via.

“Darling, I can't tell you ..”

“Mas, I really don't papa kok.” She tried to convince her husband. “I'm going home huh Mas?” Via with all his strength held back his tears so as not to spill when kissing the back of Mirza's hand.

With a heavy heart Mirza was forced to hand over the car keys to Udin.

“Bu, I said.” Via Say. He no longer reached out to greet his mother-in-law, his heart was already sore enough. Via walked a bit faster towards the car while Udi followed behind.

Mirza looked at the backs of those who came out of the house. The feeling is not. Not only that, he felt very guilty about his wife. Ms. Een silently smiled looking at it all. Bu Een's heart cheered happily instead of playing because it felt victorious from the daughter-in-law. Huh! What kind of a guess is that? You evil mother-in-law!

“Din, wait!” Call Mirza to Udin who opens the car door for Via.

“Yes? what's up, Mas?” Udin asked, while Via had already entered and sat inside.

“Where is your motor key?”

“For what Mas?” Udin.

“Udah herein, don't ask much.”

Udin reached into his pants pocket and handed him the key to his motorbike, which had the hanger of his hello kity doll. For a moment Mirza looked at the key chain of the motor in her hand that was really cute snobs Udin! Inner Mirza. I want it to feel like he is cheating on Udin as usual if his mood is not being chaotic like this.

While in the car Via noticed his sum and Udin from behind the window glass. They seemed to be talking about something, making Via impatient. He had wanted to immediately run to hit his soft mattress and spill all his presses on his favorite bolster pillow.

“Din, spout dong!” Excited Via by lowering the car window glass.

“Eh, yes Mbak.” Udin immediately got into the car, Mirza waved at his wife with a big smile, Via only replied with a thin smile and then raised the window of his car.

Mirza came in after the car Udin was driving disappeared from view.

“What are you doing outside for so long?” Asked Bu Een who was still standing in the doorway of his room. “Please make mom wedang ginger.”

“Iya Bu.” Without a word Mirza immediately went to the kitchen and before long she returned with her mother's order.

“Taroh aja at the table, I want to take a shower first.”

“Emh, Mom. Can we talk to you for a minute?” Ask Mirza.

“You said what?” Ms. Een looked suspiciously.

“Mother sit first yes.” Mirza helped Bu Een back to the living room sofa.

“What's up?” Miss Een is impatient.

Mirza breathed for a moment before starting to speak. “Bu, I can't keep going like this.” Said later.

“You mean?” Bu Een frowned confusedly.

“I love Via Bu very much, please let me be happy with Via.”

“What do you mean, Mirza?” Bu Een's sura tone rose two octaves of selagus not half-hearted.

Mirza shifted her seat closer, grabbed by the hand that had begun to wrinkle her mother and handled it slowly. “Bu, I'm sorry if I forced. But really, all that can make my life happy is Via, Mom. Please bless us.”

Spontaneous Bu Een pulled his hand from Mirza's grasp. “Lack condolences what mother as a parent? I even let you marry her, Mirza!”

Mirza. “No ma'am, it's not enough. Forgive your son, I feel like you always wanted to separate me from Via. Kanapa Ma's? Why don't you try to open your heart to Via?” Mirza tergugu, he rubbed his face rough.

“Because you deserve better than him, Mirza.” Miss Een replied firmly. “His family is not worth our family, he must have married you just for treasure.”

“If that's true, then Via has left me since I left everything I have to mom.” Elak Mirza's. “Didn't the house, the car, the rice fields, and all the land I had leave it to my mother? So why are you still thinking badly of Via? He's really sincere with me, Mom. She's a good woman.”

“No! From the past and until anytime mom can not accept him.” Miss Een keeps chuckling. “You will definitely know his true character if mom is gone. He's good for waiting for all your inheritance. He will definitely get rid of you after mastering all your treasures, Mirza. Don't be stupid. You are a man, do not be fooled by the beautiful face. Still like a woman who is prettier than your wife.even better and certainly richer than your wife who is only from a mediocre family!” Miss Bu Een is fiery.

“I'm disappointed in mom.” Mirza let out a sigh full of disappointment, her face flushed red withstanding the cries and fury. “If you still stick to your thoughts like that, then I will stay with my thoughts and feelings on Via, because until anytime I will never leave it for anything.”

“Even for your mother's sake?” Bu Een stared sharply, for a second he did not blink looking at the same son looking at him sharply.

“Yes, except God's destiny forced me.”

Bu Een's hands clenched, his heart rumbled. Disappointment is certain, but hate is more dominate the heart. “You really are a bad boy, Mirza.” His growl with his teeth cursed to hold back the anger. His cold gaze hit the heart of the son just puppet.

“Mother don't forget that in addition to being disobedient, there are also immoral parents.” Reply Mirza is no less cold.

“You insinuated mom?” Cynic Bu Een.

“I speak reality.”

“Mirza, you've really gone too far!” Bu Een's emotions almost exploded because it had reached the crown.

“I learned everything from mom.”

“Mirza!!”

Mirza rose up, an aura of frost enveloping the room. The mother and son who were struggling were both desperately caressing themselves.

“I'm sorry for all my attitude. Until whenever my mother remains queen in my heart because I love my mother first before loving my wife. I love mom ...”

Test ….

The clear details that had been trying to dam it, now also fell from the eyes of the man who was looking chaotic.

“I go.” He said and came out with wide steps.

Bu Een was stunned, freeze for a while until then he realized when he heard the roar of a motorbike engine coming out of his yard.

“Mirza ....!!!” Calling her, but in vain, Mirza had already darted far away.

Meanwhile, in the car, Udin several times stole a glance at Via who turned his face looking out the side window like he was hiding something. Udin was deeply concerned about the state of the Mirza and Via households. He was already very knowledgeable in how the two men were related to his employer because Udin worked for Bu Een for more than ten years, long before Mirza and Via were married.

“Mbak? Ma'am Via no papa?” Ask Udin worried.

Via who was slightly startled by Udin's reprimand immediately rubbed his two condensed eyes. Udin knew that, Via's heart ached once now.

“No papa, why?” Via back but did not look.

“No, just aja kok Mbak.”

They were silent again, Udin continued to focus on driving. They were crossing a quiet rice field. Udin's car drove at a slow speed making Via aware suddenly.

“Din, the feeling from earlier you drove very slowly? Could it be a little quick?” This time Via looked at Udin.

“Oh, that ... emh, this .. because we are still in the streets Mbak.” Udin's law is somewhat flattened.

“Sepi gini how to walk like a snail? Come down, replace me who drove.” Via's a little upset.

“Eh, don't Mbak.”

“Ya already hunted, I want to cepet nyampe home.”

Udin added a little more speed to his car. Shortly from the back, a motorcycle with high speed overtakes the car they drive and stops right in front of the car.

CKIIY….

NGIIIK ….

Udin stepped on the brake suddenly to make Via's body a little pushed forward, fortunately he had used a seat belt.

“Din, what the hell?” Via upset.

“It...” Udin pointed at the biker who stopped blocking the road.

“What the hell is it about people?” Omel Via, but then the look on his face changed when he saw the biker down and approached. “Mas Mirza?” His game doesn't believe.

Udin quickly opened the car door and got off, Mirza immediately took over the wheel.

“Still yes, Din.” Lirih Mirza's.

Udin held up his right thumb and got on the bike and left first.

“Mas? Mirza Kok followed anyway?” Via was amazed because now the husband was with her in the car.

“Not much to ask, Darling.” Mirza turned the car keys.

“But ...”

“I love you so much. Don't talk anymore, we're home now.” Mirza rubbed Via's cheek gently with her left tanagn.

Via said nothing, he just looked at the husband who started to drive his car slowly. He gave him a million thanks in his heart, and the most beautiful grace of the merciful God had given him such a kind husband and a man-like servant who was beside him. although he knew in the future there would be many more ordeals, but he was sure to be able to pass it with Mirza at his side.

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