I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 129

"What's the sound, Mom? " whispered Yulia and Romi looking at each other. Sharpen your hearing, you hear people talking softly, from behind the kitchen wall.

"You don't dong, Din. Adults are bit. We're hitchhiking here, not feeling good for long. Yes, I admit they are good, no problem. But I as your husband was ashamed. " Romi and Yulia settle the precipitate slowly. The voice was clearly heard by them from behind their house, not from the neighboring house. Male and female voices.

"If you want to go home, go home! Who told me to follow me. There you go, let's be satisfied with that woman!" female voice.

"Astaghfirullah's. How many times have I told you, I'm the same she has nothing to do with. Trust me, your husband." The man tried to convince you.

"What's? believe in you? Can you be trusted?"

" And what was it, there's nothing you said? With my own eyes I saw you meeting in the cafe silent. Still you say I'm not. Still saying nothing what? Still missing? He also wrestled spoiled and flirtatious with you, you said it was ordinary. Which woman wants her husband to be with another woman, Mas. Think dong!"

"I'm pregnant with your child, mas.you know not my feelings." the voice of the woman sounded high-pitched, but a moment later there was a sobbing.

"I'm sorry, as a husband I'm not sensitive to your circumstances and desires. Please Early, don't cry."

" We've got business to get done, honey. Believe me this time." persuaded the man softened to hear the female prank.

"I told you, they have a problem." whispered Yulia from behind the wall.

"will Issues. Another Dream Woman, aka actor! " said Romi also whispered. Yulia mangosteen mangosteen assies. Yulia held her husband's arm, her thirst suddenly disappeared instantly.

Now Dini feels what I felt when we first met. That's why, from yesterday he was busy apologizing to me, maybe he felt guilty at that time he was curling mas Romi in front of me.

"Tomorrow we'll go home, yeah. I won't relax if you stay here. You're my wife, my responsibility. Nurut little husband, said Mr. Ustadz, wife's paradise is on her husband, is not it?" the man makes a sound again. Still pushing to bring her home.

" Don't bring heaven or hell. I felt like I deserved to go to heaven. The cheating mother goes to heaven? All right, bring ustadz again!" the female voice sneered, and was clearly heard by the person behind the door.

"Astaghfiullah!" sounds desperate.

"Anyway, I don't want to go home. You want to go home, there by yourself. Let me be with Dion here." the voice of the woman still remained insistent.

"Ehem, ahem! " can't stand the debate of the two, Romi appeared before them.

"Mas Romi, ma'am Yulia! "

"You don't know, your noise is interrupting the rest of not just me and my wife, but other neighbors. It's midnight, don't you think? " romi's resolute voice coming from behind the kitchen door shocked them, and the two lowered their heads as commanded.

"Sorry, mom! " they are apologizing.

"It's him, I want to take him home, he doesn't want to. Yes, he wants to ride here a long time, not funny right? " Arsen glanced at his wife. Want to do a defense that is immediately denied Early.

"Well, what am I? This is because you have another woman, so I want to run away from you, do not know yourself do not follow me?" deny Early not to lose.

"Enough! No shame, you guys"

"Look, I don't really care if you live a week, a month or even a year here. Just so you guys don't make a fuss. I would love anything for the calmness, conducive atmosphere, and comfort of my wife and my son at home. Moreover, Yulia was heavily pregnant at the moment. He should be comfortable. And your quarrel is not only for him to be uncomfortable, but for the rest of the house."

"We don't like it, noisily. Moreover, my mother-in-law is also old, she needs calm. If you can't get along, want a scratch, don't mending at my house. You guys find somewhere else. " Romi looked at the two people in turn.

"Here, Arsen, let's go yuk! Not good night out. Moreover, you, Dini." invited Yulia to mediate, the two nodded in agreement to enter, and now sat in the guest room facing forward.

"We speak well here, tonight. Remember you guys especially Early, keep your emotions. And you Arsen, the pregnant woman's hormones are not balanced, her emotions are unstable, tetiba is angry, tetiba is sad without cause it is common. So, you as her husband please be advised yes, it's a baby."

"Yes, ma'am."

"I've seen, there is an angry boss angry with his employees gegara He has a problem with his wife, angry with his wife, but his exposure to employees. So Kasian's the employee." Romi glanced at his wife, feeling stifled by the words of his wife. But just shut up.

"Well, Romi?"

"Hmmm, no. I'll never be an employee." he asked. Dismissively. Sieced.

"Many positive things can be done when emotions, ablution for example. As Muslims we are advised to wudu if we are angry. Because anger comes from demons, demons are made of fire, and fire can be extinguished with water. "

" It can also read istiadzah or taawudz, recite or read His scriptures, istighfar can also." explained Yulia at length.

"Or can also be with sports, and must be done with a husband or wife, guaranteed deh, channeled emotions." said Romi who received the sharp spotlight of his wife.

"Yes...! " It could be that Romi is usually joking in tense situations, maybe because he has got his share, so his mood is airy and happy. Making Yulia blush her face in embarrassment.

"So how have you found the solution to your problem?" that morning after breakfast they sat down together.

"My advice anyway, give your husband a chance to prove the seriousness of Din, that he does not have any relationship with other women, is that the point of the problem? I'm sorry, last night we had a chance to sniff." Yulia stroked Dini's shoulders, trying to strengthen as a fellow woman.

"We knew and were close when Dini insisted on returning to Java without me. I was there lonely, childless, wifeless, with no parents and other close people. Until I tried to entertain myself to the club, and met him there. I admit frustration at that time, as well as her being divorced from her husband. We're finally close because we have the same fate."

"I used to think that my relationship with Dini was beyond repair. But we were conscious and introspective, there was Dion among us. If we split up Dion was the victim. We agreed to reconcile and reconcile."

"On that matter of course we already know. "sela Romi.

"When I found out I was with Dion's mother again, she didn't mind it. Business is business, keep going. He knows it too..."

"If you may know, what kind of business are you in?" Romi interrupted again.

"Me and Iren small small motor showroom business, there are two branches in two cities. You know, the mine I managed collapsed. And the plant's assets in the acquisition of another party. So, I swerved in the motorcycle sales business. The biggest shares belong to Iren."

"I try to keep my distance from Iren, my wife wants to change, I have to change. Because frankly I still love my wife very much, even though I used to go bankrupt because of her, I know she has changed now." glanced at the wife who sat down to listen beside her. Then grabbing his Early hand to catch it. Arsen wanted to show that he loved his wife and children.

"Iren misinterpreted our closeness, until when he frankly wanted me to be his companion, I obviously refused. But he has blinded his heart, he keeps trying to grab my attention, or he'll prove his threat, he'll complain that's not on Dini."

"Whatever the way, he can complain to us. That night, he invited me to a meeting, and promised not to disturb our little family, it was just his trap."

"He even recorded the action as if we were making out, and sent it to Dini's number. Before that, we just found out that Dini was declared two-bodied.

I'm sure that Dion and his future sister will make our relationship even closer, even stronger. I'm very happy, but arrived a week ago Early changed 180 degrees."

"The day he just silenced me, he was even more often in Dion's room, than accompanying me in my own room. I'm confused, why. I asked him to shut up, and then I tried to be sober. And the peak yesterday he tried to escape by leaving a letter. That's where I know what's causing it. Fortunately, something was left at home yesterday, until I managed to catch up to the airport. It turned out that it was all because Dini caught me talking to Iren at the cafe, discussing our relationship."

"What talk? He even hugged you, which you said was just talking over a drink?" interject Early with reddened eyes.

"You're laughing too. I don't like it." He pulled his hand.

"Keep until I'm done, Din! " the Arsenic protest, because it got the gaze of the two people they were disinclined, did not continue the debate.

"I've talked to him not to bother me and stay away from me, as he promised. He agreed, but on the condition that we are not enemies, until he asked to take a photo of selfies as a last memory, he said. Turns out he recorded it too, then sent it to Dini."

"I swear by anything, that's what happened. I have no intention of betraying, or whatever it is called. How else am I supposed to convince you, Din?"

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Yulia stared at the screen of her phone that was ringing. An anonymous contact number, without a profile photo calling. Not what, Yulia just did not want to be bullied by unknown people.

A few days ago, one of his posyandu friends told me that he got a call from an unknown number. At first, the caller was stale and claimed to know him well, but long did not meet because it stayed on another island to scavenge the windfall. But the conversation broke off and continued the next day. And the caller with the mode it runs, invites business pulses. Because his friend had a counter, business buying and selling hape and all accessories.

His friend, it was only realized when the caller asked to send him enough pulses for several numbers. Without further ado, Yulia's friend blocked the number.

Once again Yulia's phone rang, from the same number. Yulia remained on her ego not picking up the call. Until the third call, he dared to accept it. Ask Dini not to be far from him.

"Hallo, assalamu'alaikum." said Yulia, a woman's answer was heard.

"Greetings, is this really Arshila Devi's parents' number?"

"Yes, right Mum."

"Sorry, Mom. I'm Shila's homeroom teacher. Sorry in advance, I hope my mother comes to school. Because Shila had a problem with one of her friends, they got into a fight."

"What?"

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+Thor, how long? Until I forget my groove.

thor can only apologize as much as possible.

+Sorry mulu, Thor. Boss I'm you're sorry mulu. The diligent dong if you apologize.

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