Love Mas Cousin
Fear Bassta

Bassta frowned while reading a short message from Larisa. He was worried but to go home was also impossible. Bassta was afraid that Vivian was acting up, she knew her sister very well. He was afraid Vivian threw a lot of things that made Larisa provoked emotions. Bassta also believes that Larisa is not very clever, she is afraid that his wife is upset about anything that will cause a disaster.

Bassta: If Vivian talks weird, you better avoid it. Do not let you do the wrong thing, which will make our lives more complicated. If you can, make an excuse for Fiona's sister Vivian to leave quickly. Vivian's a high psyche soul, I'm afraid she's doing something ridiculous that's going to do harm. Remember that, Larisa, watch out for you if you don't know what I'm saying.

Long-long Bassta replied to his wife's message.

Her fear was indeed an incident, Vivian held a suspicion.

***

“Emmm, emmm, Larisa.” Vivian was stammered, her eyes rounded so vigilantly.

Relax, that's what Larisa's trying to show.

“Ngapain are you here? You forgot your sister was married. Not married, the room is privacy for the owner. You need permission to enter, don't interrupt without permission like this. You don't just appreciate your brother, but your brother-in-law is me.” Larisa railed mercilessly, leaving Vivian bewildered to make excuses how.

“I'm just...” Vivian's sentence hangs because Larisa interrupts.

“No need to make a stale reason you want to go to the toilet. This is your sister's house, and you are also not stupid to mistakenly distinguish which toilet and which room,” said Larisa cynically and Vivian pulled her hair back.

The girl's face was already flushed red because of Larisa's words that kept attacking her.

“You want me to talk to Bassta? Same Sister Fiona now because you are presumptuous to enter our room carelessly,” firmly Larisa and Vivian move her hand to the right to the left.

“Do not, Larisa. Sorry, I won't be like this anymore. Don't say the same mas Bassta, yes, I beg.” Vivian suddenly approached, flanking Larisa's hand tightly, she would not let go before she agreed to her request.

In her mind, Vivian could not attack Larisa with a fruit question of her suspicion. He needs more evidence to attack the woman he is embracing.

Vivian is always on the lookout, and she already intends to complain about what she finds to Novia.

“Larisa, Vivian!” fiona exclaimed from outside the room, the two looked at each other and Vivian felt this was an opportunity for her to escape.

“Vivian, we're not done talking!” larisa said as Vivian took her hand off, the girl quickly left the room.

Before long, Larisa followed and closed the door tightly.

Now, Fiona approached the two and Vivian approached.

“You guys, I came running to the balcony,” said Fiona.

“Tadi Vivian went into my room with Bassta, Ma'am,” shootout Larisa.

Vivian screeched, not expecting that Larisa would be cute.

Fiona looked at Vivian unhappily.

“Ngapain? Your masmu is married now. You don't do that, Vivian.” Fiona rebuked loudly.

Larisa remained silent, watching Vivian's clumsy-looking movements.

“Iya, Ma'am. Sorry.” Vivian looked down weakly.

“You should apologize to Larisa,” said Fiona as she looked at Larisa who was just silent but her face showed discomfort over Vivian's sassiness.

“Already, Mbak. Don't keep getting yelled at by Vivian. Maybe he misses Bassta,” Larisa said.

Vivian squinted her eyes, guessing that Larisa was pretending to help her from Fiona's anger in order to attract her sympathies. In fact, Larisa just did not want the incident to drag on, and she also wanted the two to leave immediately. Both of them had been in her house for too long, plus Vivian's annoying behavior, made her tired.

“It's good you have a good sister-in-law like Larisa,” said Fiona and Vivian instantly manyun.

Larisa smiled faintly as Fiona looked at him.

“Ris, Ma'am Vivian go home first, yes. Sorry for interrupting your time, sorry also once again because Vivian is a little naughty.” Fiona smiled and Larisa replied to her.

“Nothing, really, Ma'am. I even mengeneng y'all come, thank you, Ma'am for all his shopping.”

Now, all three of them went down leaving the second floor. Larisa walked the very back, occasionally she touched her lower abdomen and her waist was suddenly sore.

Maybe he was lacking rest, he thought.

Larisa ignores one thing that the burden of the mind also greatly affects the health of pregnant women.

After being outdoors, Fiona and Larisa embrace. Larisa stood up, waiting for the two to actually die home. Larisa waved her hand as the car passed through the gate.

After Fiona and Vivian left, Larisa just felt like she could breathe a sigh of relief.

He's coming in now, wanting to rest.

***

In the evening, Bassta came home and hurriedly climbed the stairs to meet Larisa. He wondered what happened when Fiona and Vivian were at home.

“I'm here, Bass!” larisa from the kitchen.

Bassta who had just climbed half the stairs turned her head, turned her body and slowly descended the stairs.

Bassta approached Larisa who was juicing. I don't know why Larisa wants a fresh one tonight.

“What happened while they were here?” Todong Bassta asked.

Larisa frowned then gave her a glass of dragon fruit juice.

Bassta shook her head but Larisa urged, she finally accepted and the two sat down together.

“Vivian get into your room,” shootout Larisa.

Bassta instantly furrowed both of his thick eyebrows.

“Ngapain is a child?” said annoyed.

Larisa shook her head, “Obviously I don't know what she's looking for in your room, but maybe she found something related to our relationship.” Larisa spoke, and her expression made Bassta scratch her head.

“What do you mean?” This guy doesn't understand.

Larisa smiled, mocking.

“Doyan is a fool, but himself...” Larisa stopped because Bassta immediately glared. “Ya, yes, you are weird.”

“Come by the way, what do you mean?” insist Bassta then Larisa drink the juice.

Bassta silently waited, while watching Larisa's lips angle purplish from the juice she had just drank.

“In your room there is not a single item that belongs to me. A husband and wife, right, live one house and sleep one room. Not just one roof but different beds,” said Larisa and Bassta immediately fell silent.

“Can be Vivian suspicious. Why can in her brother's room there is no stuff sister-in-law at all. After this, he can definitely guess that we are not sleeping in the same room.”

Bassta was stunned to hear it, also she rested her back on the back of the chair.

If Larisa's conjecture is correct, she's out of trouble again.

Larisa again sipped her fresh drink, while Bassta just silently looked at the glass in her hand.

Bassta was afraid that Vivian would complain to her mother. While Bassta finds out that her mother suspects that she was framed by Larisa, her mother does not believe that Larisa is pregnant with her child. Bassta felt dizzy thinking about this, her fault, why did she have such a nosy sister like Vivian?

“Awas aja tuh son,” says Bassta in heart.