FORCED CHEATING
43SIGNS FROM SOFI

The morning sun was not too high, the usual great-grandson of the sparrows crowded on the roof of the balcony of Via's room was also still quiet. Via out the room down the stairs after bathing and the fragrant aroma of cooking greeted him.

The curious Via headed for the kitchen.

"Morning, baby." Sapa Mirza's.

"What cooking, Mas?"

"Sea food fried rice." Mirza smiled.

Before long the fried rice made by Mirza was ready at the dining table, do not forget a cup of jasmine tea also accompanied.

"Eat, baby. I'm special to you." Mirza's got fried rice for Via.

Via received it with just a thin smile. No words were spoken Via, she was just chewing her husband's fried rice. Mirza secretly stole a look at him. However, Via must still feel awkward after yesterday's incident, so Mirza tried in various ways to reclaim the attention of Via.

"Em, baby, how about breakfast at the beach?" Mirza.

Via did not reply. Mirza felt the need to convince Via even more.

“Kalo is not a holiday gini is not too rame. I want to spend the same time you are today there.” Mirza looked at Via with a pleading gaze.

“No idea, Mom. I don't think I'm going anywhere today.” Via says slowly.

Disappointed that Mirza feels is certain, but he does not want to be too pushy. An apology for him may have been given, but to expect Via to behave as usual might take a little time.

Mirza recalled how last night Via did not respond to touch after touch. Via's lips curl when Mirza kisses him. Likewise, when he hugged her, Via dodged slowly and slept with his back to Mirza. Via turns cold in the contest. Mirza did not know Via's heart was still so painful, Via's tears melted slowly without Mirza knowing. Via has not been able to accept that her husband had sex with another woman. Via didn't want to be touched last night.

“Okay, no papa. We spend time at home.” Mirza tried to understand.

Finish eating Via tidying the dishes and taking them to the sink.

“Let me alone, darling.” Sergey Mirza took dishwashing liquid soap.

“Udah, Mas. It's my duty.” Via's tone was slightly suppressed with eyes looking sharply at Mirza.

Mirza nodded resignedly then took the cup of tea Via took her to the backyard.

“Honey, I'm waiting in the gazebo yes.” Said Mirza while showing the cup she was carrying.

Via only glimpsed without telling then his attention back to the dishes he was washing.

Five minutes, ten minutes, up to nearly fifteen minutes Via never appeared in the rear gazebo. Mirza stuck out her neck trying to look at the kitchen from where she was sitting, deserted. Via jasmine tea was already completely cold.

Mirza headed for the kitchen, empty of nobody. Mirza went up to her room, but Via was not there. Mirza tried to go to the front yard, it turned out that it was true that Via was holding a hose of water water watering plants and flowers.

Mirza's approaching. “Honey, I'm waiting behind, don't know you're here.”

“I wouldn't say if I wanted to go there.” Via was flat without looking at Mirza who was standing next to him.

GLAKES!

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“Bu Een, the shop is not open?” Ask a neighbor to Bu Een who again took out a motorbike from his garage.

“Eh, No. Today close first, because I want there is need.”

“Yeah, how's dong? I want to buy telor nih for breakfast side dish my husband who wants to go to work.” The mother rada nyesel.

“Let's be a bit of a pity at least.” Said Ms. Een.

“The breakfast person is now the time to wait for noon, how about Bu?” Grumpily the Mother while ago.

“Ye, who wants to have breakfast with her husband, who would say hello to me? Yes it's up to me dong, want to open in the afternoon what morning. My store, that's a hassle!” Bu Een continued to mengedumel until Jaka came.

“Yu! Geez! Sampean not ready?” Seru Om Jaka who saw his brother still berkaster ria. “Says tell early in the morning?”

“Iya, briefly. It's just a change of clothes. I was busy making you breakfast, cleaning, this just out motor.” Papar Bu Een's.

“Yes there change clothes!” Om Jaka's Command.

“Iya, yes.”

Miss Een went inside. Om Jaka sat in front of the shop lighting a cigarette while waiting for the brother, but until a cigarette in his hand was almost over, Ms. Een did not appear. Om Jaka threw the cigarette butts on the ground and stepped on them with his shoes. Om Jaka started to be impatient and headed home.

“Yu, cepetan ngapa!” Call Om Jaka from the front door.

Bu Een came in hasty steps while tidying up his wide hijab.

“Buset! Samean why wear a real wide veil, Yu? Tumben very?” Om Jaka was astonished to see her brother's appearance .

“Diem you, don't have much to say!"

“Don't tell me that you want all pedekates with Haji Barkah yes?!” Surveys Om Jaka with a mysterious smile.

Sontak Bu Een glares at Om Jaka's accusation. “Only! I just respect Mr. Haji aja.”

Om Jaka sneered.

“But looks pantes right me, Jak?” Ms. Een twirled herself in front of the wide window of her house.

“Hemm..”.

“Cock Only Hemmm?”

“Ya besides that you know Yu, and long time really rich virgin want to meet gebetan. I think it is not possible if the intention is to just want to ngormatin Pak Haji until the segment.”

“Said not to much talk!”

“Gue tau Haji Barkah old widower rich. The math shop is everywhere, the rice fields are wide, the car is a lot, it's not got any more children. I don't think it's possible that samo doesn't have any ulterior intentions.” Om Jaka cuek.

“Ih, your mouth is so evil yes Jak, as his mouth is nitizen!” Sahut Bu Een was upset while locking the door of his house.

“Eh, nitizen does not use mouth, Yu. But use your fingers and thumb to shake.” Sahut Om Jaka.

“Bodo Time! Saying Haji Barkah has no children? She has one daughter, tau!” Said Ms Een .

Bu Een this time cuek towards his motorbike then opened the motorcycle seat and put his bag in there.

“Bring what is Yu?” Ask Om Jaka.

“Tuit to pay for his car repayment.” Sahut Bu Een lirih afraid that something will be horrified.

The curious Om Jaka opened Bu Een's bag and saw that there was a large brown envelope there. “Buset! It's all money?” Tanya Om Jaka while holding the thick and heavy brown envelope.

“No, mix cassava leaves!"

Om Jaka nyengir while closing the motorcycle seat.

“How to buy a used car Haji Barkah, yu?” Tanya Om Jaka later.

“No need to visit you, Jak.” Bu Een Sebel also Om Jaka nanya mulu from earlier like a police officer.

Om Jaka was grinning again. “Whatever seems not to be a problem, Yu, the important thing is that his heart is busted, haha ..”

Bu Een immediately glared, this time with a more fierce look.

Instead of being afraid, Om Jaka even more ugly. “No need to glare that ah, ntar his eye seeds out, how? I've been spitting up, I'm boncengin to the house gebetan.”

They finally drove by motorcycle to the house of Pak Haji Barkah to take a car that the other day had been given DP money by Bu Een.

Actually what Om Jaka said is not entirely wrong, anyway, in the past, Bu Een had the intention to match Mirza with the daughter of Pak Haji Barkah who was rich so that he could also spread the richer and wider rice fields. What nanum is the power Mirza prefers Via. And now after a few years passed, Bu Een knew Mr. Haji's wife had died , Bu Een felt he had a chance to be the mistress of Barkah so that his intentions were not realized now who knows can be sameness.

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In one of the city's hospital treatment rooms, Sofi seemed to open her eyes slowly. He felt as if he had just woken up from his long sleep.

“Za?” Call Sofi.

Udin who was sleeping curled up on the sofa was vaguely like hearing someone's voice.

“Mirza!” Call Sofi to Udin thinking Mirza is there.

Udin turned his head and quickly woke up to see Sofi who was looking at him.

“Who are you?” Sofi asked in shock, because it turned out that Udin was not Mirza as he expected.

“I ..”

“Who are you? What are you doing here? Mirza where?” Sofi asked a little screamed.

“Patience, patience first, Ma'am.” Udin tried to get closer to calm Sofi.

“Don't whip!” Hardik Sofi's. “Why are you here? You who?” Ask Sofi again.

“I Udin, Ma'am. I was told by Om Jaka to keep it here.”

Sofi wonder. “Set Om Jakanya where?” Don't tell me she's back in Jakarta.”

“No, Om Jaka will come here. Now still at home Bu Een.” Udin explained that Sofi was not worried.

“Bu Een?”

“iya, Her mother Mas Mirza.”

“Mirza where? He's here, right? He's the one who brought me here, right? Cepetan call him!”

Udin even so confused, this is a girl really nanyain Mirza mulu. He was the one who waited in the hospital all night.

“Why diem? Cepetan you call Mirza.” Sofi's orders again.

“Mbak, who brought Mbak here is Om Jaka with me. Mas Mirza from yesterday afternoon did not come here, he is at the same house Via.” Udin was slowly.

Hearing the word Via called, Sofi began to feel a rumble in her chest. His mind immediately recalled the incident yesterday at Mirza's house.

“I have to see Mirza!” Sofi tried to get out of her bed.

“E uh, don't Mbak!I'll call the nurse first. Is Maak can already go home what not.” Udin tried to catch Sofi. “Wait here yes, Ma'am. Don't go anywhere, I'll be back after the following messages.” Udin came out when he should not have to bother going out just push the call button later ngesot ngesot would have come, but the basis of Udin was so worried as Sofi not to think.

After calling the suter ngesot, Udin tried to contact Om Jaka but until several calls did not also Om Jaka received it. Udin began to be enveloped in fear. Udin eventually returns to Sofi's treatment room.

“Sofia's mother has recovered, sir. Today I can go home.” Speak to the sisters after they have finished checking on Sofi. “But wait for a doctor visit first yes soon, the same please take care of administration first.” The nurse then asked to leave the room.

Pensive udin.

Who will pay the hospital fees? Om Jaka where the hell, he said early in the morning want to come here? It's not even nongol. Should I pay for this chick's treatment? Also know, if he wants to be my girlfriend is not papa, sukur-sukur be a wife, hehe. Let me dismantle the chicken piggy bank also if dapet beautiful wife candidates rich like this mah.

Udin continued to monologue in his heart between his confused feelings and his halting expectations. While secretly Sofi noticed Udin the village youth who looked plain and slab-looking.

“You why did you get it? Don't be afraid, I can pay for this hospital fee myself.” Saying sofi as if understanding the content of Udin's heart that was again upset.

Udin looked at Sofi. “Oh, thank goodness.” The word just slid from Udin's mouth.

“But there is one condition that you must agree to.” Sofi stared intently at Udin.

“What is it, Ma'am?”

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