FORCED CHEATING
271FINDING MIRZA (PART 2)

After dawn Via and Nala had been left by the whole house, Bu Harni joined Tia and Arya went to the dam because today will harvest Bandeng fish, of course Ica also did not miss. The boy could hardly sleep all night because he would see the harvest process that would be very pleasant according to him.

“Nek, still a long time ya nyampe the dam?” Ask Ica to Bu Harni who is busy contacting Riri.

“But not yet half way, Ca,” said Tia turned to her little daughter who was sitting in the middle seat with her grandmother.

“How much longer are we up, Bun?” Ica is starting to get impatient.

“How much longer, Yah?” looking at Arya next to him who was focusing on driving.

“Dad doesn't know either, son. Kan father has never been there,” look at a glance at Ica who looks bored on the way. “We just follow his car Om Jaka in front yes, later also until,” points to the car Om Jaka who runs in front of their car.

Ica snorted annoyed, “ya already deh, Ica just want to sleep. Later wakein ya Bun if already nyampe,” lay his head on the lap of the grandmother who is still busy with her phone.

“Iya, Darling,” smiles at the child. “Bu, Whose mother called? How have I been so busy?” switch to Miss Harni.

“Riri, who else?” annoyed, Miss Harni, then she started typing a message.

“By last night I told you that this morning we want to go?” Tia reassured.

“That's it, mom forgot,” press send to send a message. “Ran, the child usually wakes up early, why is the clock called so unanswered from earlier?” gerutu Bu Harni's.

“Maybe another shower, Bu.”

Thinking for a moment, “don't-don't the Toni nginep at home, so Riri woke up late.”

“Astaghfirullah, Mom!” He spontaneously looked again. “Yes is not possible, Riri and Toni can both keep each other honor.”

“Everything is their marriage spree, Mom. rather than Mom thinking negatively directly to them,” Arya continued without turning her head.

“Nak you said,” annoyed Bu Harni. “Riri would like to be fed what is the same Toni, eating stones? The person of Toni aja nebeng Riri kok.”

“Yes if you already love, eating stones also feels eating sponge, Mom,” said Arya origin.

Tia belittles to her husband, “Dad!”

The morning sun slowly rose, their journey has now reached the village whose road asoy geboy similar to the cross motor racing circuit, but once Ica remains sound in his sleep.

Meanwhile, Via was busying himself in the kitchen while Nala was not awake. He also took care of his vegetable plants in the front garden, side to back. Finished with all his activities, Via rushed to the room to see Nala who was awake. The beautiful baby was busy biting his big toe while babbling which only he himself understood the meaning.

“God's Cause, Mother's child is awake?” sapa Tia was full of happiness because Nala did not cry at all, but maybe she had been awake since.

The baby girl immediately responded to the mother with her sweet smile to make Via's heart instantly melt.

“Because your beautiful daughter has woken up, we take a shower first yok Nak,” grabbed the baby to take her to the bathroom.

Morning bathing activities are always fun, Nala never fussy, she is always cheerful in her bathtub with her favorite duck-duck toys.

“Yeah, it turns out Ma'am Via here?” riri's voice made Via look surprised.

“Riri? Just ngagetin you!” Omel Via who saw Riri tau-tau already appeared in his room.

“Party who told the front door to be ngablak? I call from earlier Ma'am Via not denger, yes I have entered aja.”

“Hem, yes this is Ma'am again bathe Nala while ngajak him toys so it is not denger.”

Closer to Nala's bathtub to greet the nephew, her “halo princess onty Riri is beautiful.”

Nala moved both her hands making small splashes to make her laugh herself with joy.

“Ih, how funny are you? How many days yes we did not meet, you already maki big aja,” try gaunty cheeks Nala plump. “Mbak, here let me take a bath,” prepare to take over the position of the brother, “itung-itung exercise, hehe ..”

“This is done, just use a towel aja.”

“Ya already, here. All of me who pekein his clothes Nala,” took a towel for Nala then brought the cute baby to bed.

“Oya, who are you here with?” approaching after finishing cleaning Nala's toiletries.

“Sama Toni, but already straight home her,” wipe Nala's tiny body with a towel patterned Hellokitty.

“Kok not asked to stop by first?”

“Mau there peru he said, so hurry up,” grabbed the container of Nala powder after dabbling telon oil which immediately gave off the smell of typical baby fragrance. “Oya mbak, Mother same Sister Tia long time no yes?”

“No, just want to see the harvest of doang milkfish. Why then?” back to asking curious.

“Oh, kirain want to nginep how many days it is in the location of empang,” dress clothes that have been provided Via.

“Ngaco! Yes, why use everything? The most afternoon also came home.”

“Abisnya Mother told me to sneak here to nemenin Mbak same Nala, kirain they went long like it.”

“Hem, mother's habit is always lebay,” sulk Via. “Sebaknya Mbak already papa kok if left with Nala both alone as well. Ma'am so not good with Mbak Tia and Mas Arya you know, Ri. Because they often nemenin Mbak here, their store becomes a bit neglected. Ma'am wants to talk about it with mom, but know for yourself how mom if Mbak nolak menenin?” lamented Via poured out his heart.

“Kalo so, Ma'am Via said it yourself Mbak Tia and Mas Arya,” advice Riri.

“Udah, but they've also been too worried since the Nala step incident. They are afraid that until Nala gets sick again no one nolongin Mbak.”

“Can there be Mas Danar?” chirp Riri who immediately got a sharp lotto from Via. “Kanda Mbak, hehe .. piss!” he held out two fingers while grinning widely.

“You're jealous huh?” search Via.

“Ish, no! Why jealousy?” cebik Riri's.

“Kan Danar your ex-fiancee?”Goda Via's.

“Tacto pretend,” ralat Riri keki.

“Ciye .. baper, take your ngarep yes ..” Via continues to tease the sister to make Riri really upset.

“Ish, say no yes no, Ma'am …! My people are also just not tasty doang same Bu Elin kok, so I accept,” Elak Riri reassured while sweeping Nala's pretty face with powder until it looks like a moci cake, white ngegegemsiii.

“New ...?”

“Ngak believe ya already,” grabbed baby Nala, “Mother you tuh ya people do not believe,” talk to Nala who is already in her carrier. “Kalo Nala, would not have papa kayak Om Danar, he is good youho ..”

Spontaneous Via pinched Riri's arm to make Riri complain of pain.

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By noon, the process of harvesting milkfish is almost over. Bu Harni, Tia and Ica sat in a small hut while waiting for Pak Narto's grilled Bandeng. The aroma makes their stomachs immediately dangdutan. While Om Jaka and Arya saw farmers sorting their crops. Large fish will be sold on collectors, while relatively small in size will usually be consumed alone and distributed to the surrounding residents.

“Alhamdulillah our harvest this season is very good, Mas Jaka,” Pak Karto is proud of the harvest of the dam.

“Thank God if that, means the rent is also smooth, right, no one is waiting?” Om Jaka smiled.

“Wo yes no, in fact this is arguably the best harvest in the history of Mas,” said Mr. Karto.

“That bet, the rainfall is not too high this season makes the fish also not much to stop, haha ..” Pak Warto chimed with his wide laughter.

Om Jaka and Arya were just beards, from a distance, Pak Narto called.

“Mas, Mas Jaka! Mas Arya, here first, we try this burning bandeng!” Mr. Karto signaled to approach.

“Wah, may also, I happen to have aper nih Om,” said Arya.

“Yes, come on!” Om Jaka walked in front but then his steps came to a halt due to the shakes of the phone from inside his pants pocket. The gasp was that thing. Instantly his eyes squinted to make sure he did not see the name of the caller wrongly.

“Who's Om? Via ya?” Ask Arya.

“Eh, no. You first yes I ntar then,” looking for a shady place to receive incoming phone calls while Arya and the other fathers headed to the hut to eat grilled banding.

“Halo, Za,” Sapa Om Jaka on the caller who turned out Mirza.

“Halo, Om. Again where is this?”

“In this dam,” looks around making sure no one eavesdropped on the conversation. “Empang elu, uh my padang, uh meaning the dam farmers here again harvest, the results are good this season.”

“Thankfulness Alhamdulillah if so,” Mirza's voice sounds flat.

“Oya, you read my message yesterday? Your child abis sick Za, until pity.”

“Yes, I've read Om,” Mirza across the street.

Shut up for a while, Om Jaka knows Mirza must be sad at the end of his play.

“Za, you go home yes. kasian son bini you, they still need you, do not get you nyesel,” persuade Om Jaka carefully. “Emak you also yesterday my nyamperin malls, he ngomel ngirain I hidu.”

Sepi, no sahutan.

“Boro-boro hide in you, know where you are now not. Yes right?” continue Om Jaka.

There is only sound*******weight from across.

“Therefore you are where the hell?” Om Jaka came back with curiosity, he had tens or maybe even hundreds of times asking where Mirza is but Mirza also I could not tell. “Elu shareloc deh, I'll pick you up if you don't have the fare home,”

The last sentence Om Jaka makes Mirza laugh even though it feels bland, “emang deketan pake ask shareloc?”

“Yes aja you again nyelem at the bottom of the dam here, do I not know about the dam here area of hectares.”

Sighing for a moment, “later if it's time I tell ya Om.”

“Diboycott what does it mean?” wince at the wonder across.

“Gue told me to sleep outside, no rations! Considered this otong!”

This time Mirza couldn't hold back her laughter, she was lying there.

“You satisfied my ngetatawain? Bini I don't believe if I don't know where you are, so ampe boycotted!”

“ampe is Om?” ask Mirza in her laugh.

“Ye really! When I lied? You know myself bini me if again sewot, kuntilanak one village also lost serem same him!”

Mirza couldn't stop her laughter, but there was no cure. The wife's own time is equated with kuntilanak one subdistrict, severe indeed emang.

“Lucky in-law I baek, you know also if the name Haji Barkah is like what?” pause the sentence for a moment. “Bless him I'm better off with Denaya. If my in-laws do not intervene, ampe seven full moon also like angry bini I belom kelar tuh,” continued Om Jaka.

Mirza wiped both ends of her eyes watering with laughter, “so now dapet dong Om?”

“Udah dong, Alhamdulillah,” sahut Om Jaka nyengir happy.

“Good if that, means beware again Amara will have adek dong?”

“What's adek? Don't ngalihin talk deh lu,” nagel Om Jaka. “You know when to go home? Buruan make adek for Nala, before bini elu bewelded people! Don't know the hell you are, Danar mepetin bini you mulu.”

Mirza was silent, honestly she already had a guess in that direction. Although he believes Via is a loyal wife but if faced with difficult circumstances like this, his loyalty may falter.

“Za –“

“Om, Om Jaka do not forget every month transfer to Via right?” cut Mirza into another matter.

“Iye, I don't forget. 10 million as your request.”

“Please Yes Om, Om Jaka the best,” said Mirza slowly.

“Best nutmeg you! This will also be a problem if you take Dena tau,” spray Om Jaka.

“Ya don't amp up tau dong Om,”

“So far is safe, yes he was yesterday to be suspicious about where the transfer money to the account Via sent.”

“Hah? the hell time Om? With all the intention to find out like that?” Mirza Keget, she was worried too.

“Ye pan you know your own mother if you've caught her detective instincts cowering FBI agents! Good thing I used to be a bajay driver, so I'm good at ngeles!”

Mirza breathed a sigh of relief across.

“Za, really dreadin Om you are kindhearted and gentle again handsome this yak. You back then, hopefully maen cat-killingannya, you are not tired what mulu bump?” Om Jaka was back to persuading.

“Do not khawtair Om, I will go home if the time is right.”

“Iya, but when?”

“Nanti.”

“Later mulu lu, keburu caught me if I suspect that so far the money transfer for the Via,” Om Jaka a little pushy.

“Om, I believe the same Om Jaka.”

“Iye you believe in me, but I don't trust myself the same. If you want to check my savings bank account, how to try? I can be hung on the Srikaya tree beside the house.”

“Weigh tree Srikaya doang will not make death Om, at most just a careless kiss keep fainting.”

“Record lu!”

Quietly, they both thought.

“Om, what if Om Jaka cariin assistant or baby sitter to help Via keepin Nala? Let the same mother Mbak Tia not repotin continue to have to replace nginep in their home nemenin,” cetus Mirza later.

“Hm, I also really think about that time tau Nala was sick yesterday,” muttered Om Jaka.

“Yes, I think it's better than having to take them on.”

“But who is it? find someone who wants to help you now Za's hard, except his way in an IRT agent. But it is also sometimes not a guarantee will be suitable, because we do not know the same person very well.”

Thinking again, seriously thinking again, Om Jaka saw the emergence of a creature that was no stranger to the sight before his eyes. The creature was seen walking down the padding while holding a rice basket and carrying a bushel containing either a side dish or something, he headed towards the hut where Bu Harni and the others gathered.

Ahah!

The tring!

Om Jaka got a brilliant idea.

“Gue knows who it is!” cetus Om Jaka's.

“Who's Om?” chase Mirza.

“File!”

Without waiting for a lengthy comment from Mirza, Om Jaka severed his unilateral connection. Spring him towards the hut with wide strides to intercept Jumilah.

“Jum, I want to talk to you,” call Om Jaka.

Instantly Jumilah turned to surprise, “Om Jaka?” both of her eyes sparkled full of lope-lope finding her idol man in front of her.

“Udah, the excitement just aja. I need something important to talk about as you!”

“What? Om Jaka want to make sure I get married?” si Jumilah shock ala-ala indian films who like to use zoom in zoom out so make dizzy head.

“Ye, who wants to marry you?” Om Jaka keki because of the expression of alay Jumilah.

“Do Not Om, pliss. I don't want to be called a liar. I do not want to ruin the marriage of Om Jaka and Mbak Denaya who are already happy,” Jumilah still continue the drama.

“Jum, you what the hell? I'm cocolin sambel lips you know taste you!” Om Jaka sewot's.

“Eeeh, don't get mad dong. If angry it's getting better, ahek!” Just blink his eyes.

“The reason is that you are so passionate!”

“Kidding Om,” grinning horse.

“Udah taroh first there your luggage, ntar I want to talk four eyes same you.”

“Wah, Om Jaka want to ajakin Jujum dating ya?” Let's start again, this time cute.

“By the way I lelepin your nutmeg to dalem padang nih!” ancem Om Jaka is upset.

“Eeh yes, geez Om!” Jumilah went straight to the hut just how many steps and lower the luggage, then let Bu Harni and others to enjoy the food cooked as a complement to eat with grilled milk.

“Wah, so bother nih,” said Tia while preparing the food brought by Jumilah.

“Ah, no way Ma'am. Just rice with vegetables.”

“It looks good, how do I become a laper huh?” Om Jaka who saw them preparing to eat so tempted as well.

“Om Jaka want to eat, let Jujum ready ya?”

“Jum! Don't flirt with you like Mas Jaka!” Mr. Narto warned.

Jumilah directly kicep if it has been ultimatum with his father. Bu Harni picked up a plate for Om Jaka, “sit here Dik Jaka, I took the rice,” stick the rice into the plate.

“Wah, thanks to Ma'am Har,” sits next to Arya.

They were later dissolved in a pleasant lunch together. The breeze of the beach interspersed with laughter and stories adds to the familiar atmosphere, until the lunch was finished and Om Jaka felt more appropriate if he expressed his intention to ask Amount to be assistant Via at that time. Om Jaka thought he should also ask for consideration of Bu Harni's family and also the approval of Jumilah and Pak Narto. So flowing the intention of Om Jaka about the plan earlier, of course he did not reveal that it was a proposal from Mirza.

“Mother thinks that's a good suggestion, isn't it Tia, Arya ?” it turned out that Miss Harni agreed to it.

Tia and Arya also immediately nodded in agreement, “kalo we anyway what is best for Via and Nala would agree aja,” said Tia.

“Good if that, means you can come straight home with us Jum,” continued Om Jaka.

“Yess! Jujum by car ride Om Jaka yes,” start flirt again.

“Ogah!” refuse Om jaka raw. “Elu join his car Arya aja.”

“Well, what the hell is that?” Friday disappointed, “Om Jaka have the heart!”

“Naek car I want you with the same fish container drums?” upset Om Jaka because he saw Jumilah continued sulking.

“Kan Jujum sitting in front, nemenin Om Jaka let not sleepy.”

“Jum! If you are flirtatious, I do not give your permission to make work!” Threaten Pak Narto who successfully make Jumilah nurut.

The sun began to slide westward, Om Jaka and the others prepared to go home. Of course Jumilah also participated, a suitcase full of clothes and a box of combat equipment so that it always looks trembar bragana do not forget he brought. For a while Om Jaka was relieved, although Mirza did not want to go home at least now there is Jumilah who is 24 hours with Via and Nala.

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