It's not my fault for taking your wife
BSMI 77's
After hearing from Joko about Giany crying after returning home from the mini market, Ms. Dini immediately headed upstairs. He was very worried about his beloved daughter-in-law. The half-opened door made the middle-aged woman peek a little, to make sure Allan and Giany were not being as uneasy as she had found out the other day.
Seeing Allan was trying to calm Giany, Bu Dini finally chose to wait for Allan in the TV room next to the room. It is Allan's duty to comfort his sad wife.
“Not crying anymore. How about we just take a walk. Shop to the mall. Mothers love shopping. You also want to buy a new phone, right?”
“I'm ashamed, Mas. I don't want to go out of the house and meet the neighbors.”
“Then shop at home. I called a boutique employee like that, would you?”
Giany shakes. He doesn't want to waste money just on something that doesn't matter.
“I want at home only.” He hid his face in the recess of Allan's neck. Find peace there.
Allan rubbed his hair with a pity. He knows Giany is still very young. He is not even 21 yet. The transition age from adolescence to adulthood, where a person is sometimes still quite unstable and can not process his emotions properly.
Giany had already stopped crying after Allan had managed to calm him down. But the problem had a serious impact, because it made him not dare to leave the house again. Allan then walked out of the room and found Early Mom waiting in the TV room.
“Allan, how is Giany?” ask her with a worried face.
“Biasalah, Mom. Meet neighbor julid.” He dropped his body on the mother's side.
“Whose neighbors are the same as Giany? Want mom hit it all.”
Allan sighed. “The name is Bu Burhan and Ms. Herry. Which one the hell is it, Ma?”
Bu Dini's eyebrows looked wrinkled, then then looked very upset. “Oh, Bu Burhan same Bu Hery anyway,” he said with a sigh. “Bu Burhan has a son named Keyshia. It's the tablets that keep nawarin mother matein son same you.”
“Oh. Keyshia is a widow, ma'am?”
“Not. Still a girl, her age is not far from Giany. Her mother said she was 23. Bu Burhan must be upset that you're married to Giany, not to his son.”
“Terus?”
“Oh ..” Allan nodded his head, then regained his senses. “Kok we become gibahin children yes, Bu?”
“Iya, yes. Astagfirullah.” He rubbed his chest a few times. “Since mother is upset the same person who makes mother's daughter-in-law sad. Just watch them. Tomorrow I want to reply if again buy vegetables.”
Allan chuckled at Bu Dini, his mother was indeed someone who was very loving. He would not accept if anyone dared to hurt his family.
"Mom, but luckily mommy gave me the name Allan the letter 'L' is two, try if one. It could be bad, Mom!"
"What's the matter, Lan? Two or one would keep it the same."
"It makes a difference, Mom. Neighboring mothers call each other by the name of their husbands. Mrs Burhan, Ms Hery, Ms. Sharifudin, Ms. Jefry."
Mom Dini frowned. He hasn't caught up on where Allan's talks are going. "Why indeed?"
"Try if the letter 'L' is one Mom, I can be called fucking, Giany can be a Bualan! It could be even more surprising that he was called the same neighbor. Not to mention if there's a julid, they'll call his fucking wife's bitch how to try, ma'am?"
Sontak Bu Dini laughed heartily at Allan's words. He pinched his son's arm with anxiety. "You can, you moduslicious artisan!"
They finally laughed together. Allan always had an unusual way to relieve the anger of those around him.
After a short conversation with Ms. Dini, Allan went downstairs to meet Joko who was playing with Maysha in the living room.
“Joko!”
“Iya, Boss.” Joko lowered Maysha from her back. Then get closer to the boss.
“I want everyone Ayra bribed to spread slander to my wife dragged to the police station. Ask them to make clarifications in front of the media and apologize to Giany. If necessary, the clarification is broadcast live. If they refuse, I will sue them all for spreading slander.”
“Good, Boss!”
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