FORCED CHEATING
59 COMPLAINING

After the prayers of Maghrib Mirza and Via alight for dinner. Mirza looks excited because there is a favorite vegetable lodeh.

“Which one do you want, baby? Here let me takein.” Mirza grabbed Via's plate which was still empty.

“Nevent gone, Mas. I can take it myself.”

“Ngak papa.” Mirza took a side dish for Via, not forgetting a bowl of lodeh vegetables that are still warm. “Eat a lot yes, let later tonight you strong.” Said Mirza with a mischievous smile.

Via just pursed his lips. It has been five years married, her husband is still fond of teasing her like a couple who just got married yesterday afternoon. But Via is grateful as well, Mirza is always warm and good at making her happy, despite one fatal mistake she once committed.

“You want me a bribe?” Mirza picked up a spoon and fork for Via.

“What the hell, Mas? No need to be lebay!”

Mirza grinned the horse, then took the rice and side dishes for herself.

Sofi's room door opened, Sofi exited and headed straight for the dining room.

“Wah, very lively dinner menu.” Said Sofi looking at the dining table. “Hemmm, smells really good.” Continue while pulling the chair sitting on the left side of Mirza.

Mirza and Via looked at each other, Sofi didn't notice them. His eyes focused on catfish pecak, chicken stew, vegetable lodeh, tofu bacem, fried tilapia and tomato chili are very tempting. Then confidently he took the plate in front of him.

“What do you want?” Mirza asked meee Sofi sharp.

“Eat, marathon time!” Sofi said casually.

“Who told you to eat?” Mirza still did not dim her sharp eyes that seemed ready to finish Sofi raw.

Gluey!

Sofi swallows her saliva to hear the phrase Mirza which she believes means a ban for her to enjoy all the dishes that have been served before her eyes, even though her stomach is already in a circle. And actually since he had a fuss with Via this afternoon he had been tempted to taste all the dishes.

“You mean?” Sofi was a bit hesitant to ask even though she understood what Mirza meant.

“Did I ever say you could eat one table with me and my wife?” Asked Mirza with a slightly pressed tone.

“But I'm a laper, Za. I want to eat.” Sofi replied ignoring Mirza's words.

“You can only eat if you cook yourself. Besides, no!” Tandas Mirza's.

“Mirza, you don't kayak little dong! Meal time should have rules.” Sofi won't lose.

“This is my house, and you came in here without my wishes. I have rules in this house, so if you want to stay here, you have to obey all the rules in this house. Including rules for eating, get it!” Mirza is not to be denied anymore.

Half in disbelief Sofi shook her head and put back her plate then stood up while looking at Via who was looking at her expressionlessly.

“You're outrageous!” He said fiercely then went out somewhere.

Mirza smiled with satisfaction and grabbed Via's hand.

“That's a reply for him who has dared to be rude to my wife.”

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Mr. Husein's situation has stabilized. Azad sat beside the bed while his eyes looked at his father's pale face.

“Azad, eat first, son. Mama doesn't want you to get sick.” Lady Husein touched her son's shoulder.

“I'm not hungry yet, Ma.” Answer Azad quietly.

Madam Husein just sighed. He knew Azad was as worried as he was.

“Mama go home, let me take care of Papa here.” Azad saw the tired face of his mother and felt very sorry.

Mrs Husein did not say she was sitting on the only sofa in the room. Azad was curious, there was no way his father would suddenly have a heart attack if there was no cause.

“Ma, actually this afternoon why did Papa get a heart attack? Hasn't it been a few months that she's been recovering?” Tanya Azad approached her mother.

“Mama herself doesn't know, son. Mama just returned from the kitchen to check the needs of the waiter who was there, and when you entered your father was in a state of fatigue and then fell to the floor.” Papar Nyonya Husein with a sad look considering the incident this afternoon.

Azad stroked her mother's arm looking at her pane of love. “I'll call the driver to pick up Mama. Mama has to rest so that tomorrow can come back with Papa.” Azad exited the room to call his father's driver and also asked the waiter to find his father's phone to be taken to the hospital.

Azad was about to return to the room, but then remembered his brother. Retrieved the device that had entered into the pocket of his shirt.

“My number is still blocked!” Azad said after being unable to contact Sofi. “Sofi's sister! Why hasn't the contents of your head changed since then until now!”Azad's anger was held back to remember the behavior of his brother whose life did not want to be restrained from adolescence.

Azad finally entered and saw his mother was already sound on the sofa. Although he was a boy, but Azad easily touched his heart. He took his coat to be wrapped in Madame Husein who had fallen asleep with a tired face. Azad turned to his father, sounding the subtle snoring of Mr. Husein. The cross-sectional mustache and its long, whitened beard did not diminish the old man's fierce face. But now his condition is helpless.

“Go home, Brother. See the state of our parents.” Lirih Azad seemed to be talking to Sofi.

Azad again sat down beside the bed, then placed his head beside his father's arm. He rubbed the soft back of his father's hand. “Papa should heal. We'll build our business again from scratch. Papa has to be strong, there I will always help Papa to make our business go great, Pa.” Azad whispered continuously until unconscious he also fell asleep and woke up when he heard the door of the room knocked from outside.

“Azad, who is it, Nak?” Ask Mrs Husein who apparently also woke up.

Azad rushed to open the door, apparently their driver who came.

“Ma, driver has come to pick up Mama.”

Lady Husein nodded, she left after first saying goodbye to her husband even though she could not hear him. Azad checks his father's cell phone, trying to figure out the possible cause of his father's heart attack.

His eyes were fixed on the incoming call from Mr. Makhrus Alatas at 11:05 this afternoon. Azad recalled what time he got word from the waiter at his house about his father and the arrival of Mr. Makhrus's men to his office.

“Is this the cause? Azad Gumam.

Almost half an hour Sofi was in front of Mirza's house. His heart was irritated not to play, he was busy contacting Bu Een and Udin to be asked for help but neither of them picked up the phone from him. As for re-entering the house was impossible for him, because he was already angry and prestige if he had to beg to eat at Mirza and Via.

“Huh! Where the hell is that old grandma! Why hasn't my phone been picked up?” Rutuk Sofi's.

He switched to calling Udin's number again, but there was no answer.

“Si Udin also where is he! Aghh! Why is everyone today annoying?” Sofi continued to growl annoyed herself.

Then he exited the courtyard of Mirza's house and looked to the left right of the deserted road.

“How quiet again! Which planet is this? Is there no one passing by this hour? Boro-boro there is good, human seed also does not exist!” Sofi's getting upset. “Then I had to walk to the old grandmother's house? Yes if nyampe there, but what if nyasae? I don't know the way!” sofi continued to mengedumel.

But not sofi his name if it is easy to give up, he still stands there waiting for someone who might pass to be asked to please deliver him to the house of Bu Een.

“Propay yes, dear. We aka

n respond to your father's treatment that causes us to starve.” Sofi stroked her stomach while still looking right left.

Sofi's wait finally paid off when a duck bike with slightly dim lights flashed in front of her.

“Bang! Ojek!” Call Sofi excitedly.

SQUEAK!

NGIIKS!

BLEBLEK CANDY BLINK … !!

The mas-mas motorbike called the ojek stopped a bit away from Sofi standing up and immediately died due to emergency braking. Understand that old duck bike pre-history, so can not brake impromptu. Similar to the train, if you want to stop must be a few kilometers first, hehehe…

“Mas, ojek right?” Tanya Sofi approached and noticed the male duck biker wearing a helmet and jacket that he believed was a mandatory attribute of an ojeker.

The man who turned out to be Arya was opening the glass of his helmet and looked astonished at Sofi.

“My earrings to the next village.” Pinta Sofi without waiting for Arya's answer because he was too happy to find a motorcycle taxi driver there.  For him this is the happiest day in welcoming the arrival of the motorcycle taxi driver throughout the history of his life.

“The base knows Bu Een's home isn't?” Sofi asked who saw Arya was still silent in surprise.

Arya nodded, but her mind was still jumbled between bewildered, astonished and curious who this woman in front of her was? Why did he get out of Mirza's house and ask to be delivered to Miss Een's house? Is this not Mirza's affair?

“Good! Then why are you still dumb? You think I'm kuntilanak? I'm a real human being, see my feet still mince the ground!” Sofi said annoyed to see Arya who was still dumbfounded looking at her.

Arya gasped, then immediately tried to turn on her favorite duck bike.

“Street speed! No old use!” Sofi's orders that have risen to the top of the bonfire so that Arya's motorbike managed to live after an extra struggle.

Bu Een's shop was closed once Sofi got there. Sofi came down hesitantly in front of the shop.

Is that old grandma not home? His shop at this hour is closed and he also did not pick up the phone from me? If he really wasn't home!

Sofi steps into Miss Een's house.

“Eh, Ma! Pay first dong, do not play nyelonong aja!” Call Arya.

Sofi ignored Arya, she knocked on Bu Een's door. After a few moments, we heard footsteps from inside.

“Mbak, pay first dong ojeknya!” Arya comes to Sofi.

“Iya yes, really bring you as an ojek artisan!” Sofi reached into her dress pocket. “Nih! Take the change!” Sofi gave a piece of money tens of thousands. It was his only money because he didn't have a wallet, lucky to find money. Try if not, the time must ask the same mother-in-law. Can drop his pride as a wealthy prospective ghost.

“What's back? Segini if the malem clock is still lacking, tau!” Omel Arya is upset. “But yes no papa, itung-itung sodakoh!” Arya continued and soon passed leaving Sofi who looked at her irritatedly.

“Mother ...” Sofi immediately splashed into Bu Een's arms as the door opened.

Ms. Een who was sleepy was surprised to find Sofi who knew or came to hug her.

“Sofi? Sofi what are you doing here tonight? Who are you the same? What's the same Mirza?” Ms. Een was looking for Mirza who might still be in her yard.

“No, Mirza just made me annoyed, Mom!” Sofi complained with a contrived whimper.

“Why? Come on, come on in. Tell me about Mommy.” Bu Een invited Sofi in.

Fix it! That must be Mirza's affair! So he's been staying at Mirza's house with Via? Mirza's insolent, you nutcase!

Arya who still has not gone peeking out from behind the wall that separates between the shop and the shop Bu Een. Then she leaves after Sofi and Bu Een disappear into the house.

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