FORCED CHEATING
189 #CHICKING BABY

The cloudy sky was pampered in this morning, the air felt colder than usual. Mr. Husein saw the face of his wife who was still asleep, since Sofi left Madam Husein did not stop me, he had even lost his appetite for several days. The breakfast was not touched at all. Unlike Mr. Husein who has resigned to the fate of the princess and the future grandchildren in the womb of Sofi. Mr. Husein realized there was no point lamenting everything.

“Prepare car.” Mr. Husein's orders to his driver.

“Will you visit the company?” Ask the driver a little surprised because his master had not been out of the house for a long time.

“We'll meet someone.”

The driver immediately understood, he also carried out his master's orders. A moment later Mr. Husein was already on his way to Mr. Alatas' office. He entered with a calm face, but the receptionist said that in order to meet him, Mr. Husein had to make an appointment first. The receptionist's words immediately made Mr. Husein slam the bag he was carrying onto the receptionist's desk.

BRUOK!

“Tell him, his besi want to meet!” Tell Mr. Husein sharply.

Just sober the receptionist was shocked not dare to argue, raised the handle of the device with a little trembling to contact the secretary Mr. Alatas. After speaking for a while, he invited.

“How are you, Besan?” Mr. Alatas stood up from his throne to welcome Mr. Alatas who entered ushered the secretary.

“Not to be too formal.” Mr. Husein flatly accepted his office and warm embrace.

“Lucy, cancel all my schedules this morning.” Mr. Alatas' orders to the secratris immediately nodded out of the room. “Mari, Besan ..” Mr. Alatas invites Mr. Husein to sit on the sofa.

“I'm not long, just want to give this.” He opened his bag and gave all the documents inside.

“What is this?” Mr. Alatas frowned.

“Do not pretend not to know, you can read it right?” Mr. Husein leaned his back and adjusted his breathing.

“I just can't believe I'll get it this easy.” Mr. Alatas commented on the smile, the smile underestimating the more the edges. “Then what do you expect by giving all this to me?”

“Nothing. I don't want to take that which is not mine.”

“So dear to your daughter, she has taken pains to take it from Ram and now you just hand it over to me.” Mr. Alatas' tone of voice was mocking. “Did your daughter know what you're doing?”

“I told you, I don't want to take what is not my right.” Mr. Husein stood up. “I pamit.”

“Wait, Besan.” Mr. Alats stood up. “Regarding the agreement letter, I hope I can receive it soon.”

“That question I leave completely to my daughter.”

“Aren't you going to give him any advice? Well, you know Ram is a normal guy who might need a replacement. He can't go on living his life with people who can't make him happy. Your son will also be happier if you part with Ram.”

Mr. Husein stared intently at his iron speech. “There's been too much of my mistake with Sofi, and I don't want to interfere anymore.”

“Alright, then I will act.”

“That means the same thing as blatantly you admit you're going to separate Ram and Sofi?”

“Indeed that should be right?” Mr. Alatas grinned.

“You are indeed a cunning fox! Once you get what you want, you throw away my daughter. Who used to be so eager to match our children? You used matchmaking to take advantage of my company, I'm sorry I ever knew you, Alatas!” Mr. Husein immediately left the room. He tried to control his emotions do not want to serve again the iron, more precisely will be a former besan.

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“Papa! Papa from anywhere?” Welcome Mrs Husein when her husband comes home grim. “Is Papa okay?” Lady Husen held her husband's arm towards the living room.

“Why are you worried about me? Not only do you look weaker because of your favorite child who never returned home?” Mr. Husein stepped into the room not wanting to stop first in the living room.

Madam Husein was silent, in her heart confirming the husband's words. She has been very messed up since Sofi left, she ignored her husband who was clearly weak and in desperate need of attention. She followed her husband who had disappeared into the main room.

“Pa, I'm sorry. Me ...”

“That's right, I understand how a mother's feelings.” Said Mr. Husein cutting off his wife's unfinished sentence. “I also apologize too sensitive.” He rubbed his wife's shoulders gently.

Mrs Husein smiled. “But Papa hasn't told you where it went with the driver?”

“Papa meets Alatas to hand over the important papers of Ram company that Sofi stole.”

“Papa just found Alatas?” Shocked Mrs Husein. “But, but .. isn't the letter ...”

“Papa took it from Azad's safe without his knowledge. Papa heard your talk at the time. Papa doesn't want our kids to take something that doesn't belong to him.” Mr. Husein's tone of voice became heavy. “Papa guilty of Sofia for forcing her to marry Ram.” Mr. Husein's voice was choked.

The two Netra The couple condensed staring at each other. Nothing else was said of them, the two stepped to the side of the bed. Lady Hussein clasped her husband's hand tightly to strengthen.

The mat!

The warmest seed fell on the back of Mrs Husein's hand, she looked at her loving husband. Just this time she saw her husband shed tears after a long time, when was the last time the man who had built a household with her for 30 years cried.

“No child is guilty except the fault of his parents nurturing him.” Lirih Tuan Husein's. His heart was about the fate of the princess who would soon be divorced. Both are in silence. If only everything could be repeated, Mr. Husein would not have accepted Alatas' matchmaking plan that caused all this to happen.

The mood of the morning before noon grew somber. The cloud grew thicker, the cold wind blowing fluttering the room curtain. Slowly drizzle started to fall outside. Nature also seemed to be in the grief of the two parents who were helpless in regret.

In a different place, Sofi stepped lazily towards the window of the room. He rubbed his bulging stomach with an empty look out the window. Rinai rain drenches Acacia twigs that grow in the courtyard beside the hotel jasmine where she stays. Every now and then he sighed as if throwing fatigue in his mind.

NGOOK ... NGOOOK …..

His phone rang on the pillow, Sofi turned a little surprised because from last night he forgot to turn the phone back on.

“Azad?” Sofi Mumbles.

Between the excitement to accept or reject Azad's call, his finger touched the screen of his phone that automatically made the call.

“Kakak?” Call Azad to make Sofi stick the little thing to her right ear. “Kak is fine, right? Brother where now? Why is your phone active?” Azad asked impatiently.

“You don't need to worry.” Said Sofi weakly.

“Kak, where is it now? I'll ask people to track you down if you don't want to say.” Azad rusar across.

“I want to be alone, Zad. Please don't bother me.”

“Wait, Brother!” Azad was afraid that Sofi would cut her connection. “Promise Brother will not do desperate.” Pinta Azad is serious.

“You don't need to worry.” Sahut Sofi's.

“Contact me if there's anything, sister. Papa and Mama ..”

Nut ... nut .. nut .. nut ….

The severed connection made Azad across can only sigh. Sofi had sent Ramzi's photos with Jane on azad before turning off her phone again.

“Jane, you are absolutely unbelievable.” Azad growled after seeing all the photos that Sofi sent.

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Today is sunny unlike yesterday, Via fills his morning by busying himself with vegetable plants that have not been touched for some time. Quite a lot of chili, tomato, cauliflower and broloki he harvested from the small garden next to the house. After finishing harvesting, Via also cleans the weeds around the vegetable plant polybag. There was a cheerful humming sound from her beautiful lips. It is unclear what song he sang, but it seems that Via himself quite enjoyed the indistinct hum.

now he's shifting to the back garden of the house. Devil's chili plants, dhemite chili and gondorowo chili peppers also appear to have yellowed a lot there. Via just let it not pick it because there are enough chili obtained. Sekawana sparrows perched on a mango tree belonging to a neighbor whose branches broke into the backyard of Via's rented house. They chirped merrily leaping adding to the bright atmosphere of the morning.

“Darling, still long time no finish?” Mirza's voice from the rear doorway made Via turn his head.

“Why, Mas?” Via turned his back to wonder.

“We want to nengokin the baby Denaya. You forgot ya?”

“Yes!” Via pulled his eel. “Iya I really forgot, Mas. Yes, I've been ready for a moment.” Via stepped in and stuck his vegetable container just like that.

Mirza immediately picked up and put the vegetable in the refrigerator after locking the back door.

“Ayok, Mas!” Not long Via out of the room. “We stopped by the baby shop first but yes?”

The cup!

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“As you wish, Madam.” Mirza after stealing a small kiss on his wife's smooth cheek.

They are now in a car that drove slowly leaving the house, it certainly can not be separated from the supervision of the amateur paparazzi, especially if not Bujel.

“Hem, I think they want weekend end-an tuh.” Bujel's smile slanted while typing a message reporting to the Madam.

Mirza and Via have been separated from the city limits, their car drove through the village road but smoothly without the hole. The infrastructure development there is going well. Not only that the irrigation canal was smooth and clean making the rice fields flowed water evenly. The green scenery on the left right side of the road is very soothing to the eyes. The rice growing season is just over, and farmers will wait patiently for 3 to 4 months to harvest their rice fields.

“Darling, you're kok menggelmaun?” Tegur Mirza who was on the pensive Via looked at the side of the window.

“ah, no Mas. The kangen live in the village again. Adem, cool and comfortable.”

“Do you want us to move to the village again, dear?”

“No, I'm working now. Repot if you have to go back and forth to the city.”

“Please, there will be your husband who will be on standby to shuttle every day.” Mirza smiled playing her eyebrows.

“Hem, I don't think there's any other work!” Cebik.

“Emang does not exist. I'm unemployed, hehe..” Mirza grinning horse. “Or what if you resign continue we move house to near emapng? We manage the dam, there is also a comfortable village. I'm sure you'll be at home, darling.”

“Yah, whereas Mas want you to see the padang Darling. Pas really if we go there, next week the time to harvest milkfish.”

“Yes how dong, I can't come?” Via looks disappointed.

“Not to be sad, dear. Mas will tell all the milkfish there waiting for you, the harvest is pushed back next week again.”

“Eh, where can I? I could be angry with Haji Barkah. Are those dams not officially Mas's?”

“It can. What the hell didn't make you.” Miirza twitched her chin with a seductive smile.

Their authority stopped as the car driven by Mirza entered the courtyard of the house of Haji Barkah whose breadth may be almost the same as the flag ceremony field. (how much yak?) anyway very broad if dibandininin the same chess field anyway. Moreover, in the same field halma or snake ladder, much wider thousands of times.🙄🙄

“Hai, Via, Mirza? Enter, enter ..” Not yet Via and MIrza set foot onto the terrace of the house, Denaya already greeted them. “Bebeb! Your dearest nephew is here ...!” Call Denaya to her husband.

“Sorry yes, Dena. We just saw you.” Via said after making a cipiki with Denaya while MIrza who was troubled to bring various baby equipment items only seemed to respond.

“No papa, Vi. You yourself also have to rest a lot.” Denaya took Via in.

“Eh, this Dena I'm not helping what? Si Om Jaka where the hell?” Ask Mirza who carries all her luggage on the left right side of the hangover.

“Oh, yes. Sorry, Za. Well, where the hell is Bebeb? Called from earlier as well. Bebeb....!” Denaya once again called out to her beloved husband.

“Iya, Han …. Yes....!” Om Jaka came with a baby diaper in his hand. “Why mai hani bani switi?”

“It helpin MIrza bring her things dong.” Denaya.

“That's all for my son right?” Ask Om Jaka to Mirza.

“Not! Make a neighbor's child!” Mirza keki's. “Yes yes this is for children Om. why also I use bother carrying baby equipment so much if not for his son Om Jaka!” Omel Mirrza is upset.

“Yes, where is the cake! I also sent!”

“Taroh by diamna? In the kitchen?”

“Diman is up to you! In what corner of the cake where like elua ja pokonya!”

“Which corner? Post corner ronda?”

“Home corner Bu Endang!”

“Haish, away?”

Om Jaka ngeloyor cuek does not want to ignore the ngeyelan ngeyelan again. Denaya and Via who are used to the commotion created by their husbands prefer to sit quietly sweetly on the living room sofa. Mirza who keki dicuekin immediately follow the step Omnya towards the room after just putting the items he brought.

“Eh, you want to do follow me in my room?” Shocked Om Jaka who found MIrza already standing behind him.

“Cuman want to see the baby only kok.” Mirza looked at the little baby who was sleeping. “Om, how does the baby sleep anyway? Tell me to wake up dong, tell me there's his handsome cousin brother coming mnjenguk.”

“Whisper you! He just slept abis pup, this is just me want to use diaper.” Om Jaka whispered a little.

“Jiah, Om now nyambi so baby sitter?” Mirza almost chuckled and then covered her own mouth when the tiny baby seemed to be moving her head perhaps in shock.

“Eh, songong! You also ntar will be ngerasain if you are already a father!” Sahut Om Jaka is upset.

Oek... oek …. The little baby was crying.

“Hayo lo Om, baby's nagging right?”

“Elu hell, noisy mute!”

“Why dear? Beautiful mom son can't you cry?” Denaya entered the room as soon as she heard the cry of her little baby.

“Mirza tuh Han gangguin aja!” Om Jaka complained.

Denaya immediately lifted the baby into the sling. “Beb, this from earlier the diaper has not been used?” Ask Denaya who maraba the bottom of her little daughter does not wear diapers.

“Not Han, just wanted ...”

“Haish, real melt base. Just use diapers from earlier not yet!” Gerrutu Denaya's.

“Elu si Za, ganguin mulu. I'm on the same page as me.”

“Kok me anyway, Om? I was just wondering why the baby sleeps mute?”

“Hem, Mas Mirza and Om Jaka like to continue fighting outside. Poor dede baby tuh.” Via, who had been standing up earlier, gave advice.

“ya, really. There gih!” Denaya pushed her husband slowly.

Om Jaka scratched his head to step out of the room followed by MIrza. The baby in his sling is now asleep again.

“Dena, can I not carry?” Via asked with a happy look at the little angel in Denaya's cradle.

Can dong.”

“OK, I wash my hands first yes.” Via immediately headed for watafel to give his hand. “Masya Allah, beautiful princess mama Dena this yes.” Said Via amazed when the tiny baby was already in his carrier wrapped in a soft blanket patterned hello kity.

“In the near future you will also feel the happiness of fondling children, Vi.” Sahut Denaya sincerely.

“Aamiin. Hopefully I will also be smooth on delivery later.” Via stroked the little baby's soft cheeks and then dissolved in his happiness.

Meanwhile, Om Jaka and Mirza seem to have sat in the gazebo while enjoying their black coffee which has just been served Bi Sum.

“So you abis this want to stop by your mother's place nih?” Ask Om Jaka.

“The plan is Om. I want to tell you about the 4-month anniversary of the content of Via mama.” Mirza pinched her cup then sipped her coffee slowly.

“My advice is Via don't have to go there.”

“Why? Precisely Via itself who want to meet mom.”

“No need. Do what I say.” Replace now Om Jaka who sips his coffee with the style of brim literate exactly advertising coffee submarine in the tips.

“Iya, but why Om? Via said that if it was just diomelin he was immune, it was normal. She wants to look at your mom, she said.”

Om jaka took a deep breath. Then he started telling me about the incident at the birthday of his son a few days ago where Bu Een made a riot that ended up embarrassing himself.

“Heh..., Mother always has.” Dengus Mirza's. “Or do I not need to ngabarin mother only sekliaian ya Om? Than delivered later?”

“My advice anyway, you keep telling me your mom is. Come what not yes it is up to her. About nyinyir is already his character from the beginning. I'm aja wonder first I want what to crav with a child whose habits always make people sniff the chest like that?”

“Ngidam firecracker crest times Om.”

“Wah, severe you! Sins of your own mother like that!” Om jaka the head bobble.

“Ye, right Om jaka who started? I'm cman nimpalin!”

“But don't use nagatain also times!”

“Halah, kayak Om Jak has never been!”

The commotion at the airport they are almost inevitable if Bi Sum does not immediately come with a frenzy.

“What's up, Bi?” Tanya Om Jaka.

“Anu ..it, Mas. Outside there are guests.” Sahut BI Sum is a bit of a wave.

“Whose guest?”

“Walah, I don't know Mas. who obviously she is looking for Mas Jaka, he said it is very important.”

“Who the hell?” Om Jaka rose with a sense of wonder, Mirza immediately tailed behind Omnya towards the front room.

Om Jaka was a little surprised to find his guest standing waiting for him.

“Elu?”

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Who is Om Jaka's guest?

a. Mr RT

b. Mr. RW

c. Lurah

d. Kang delivery baby diaper

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