Love Mas Cousin
STALKER

“Mama has told people to spy on Bassta. You are calm,” said Monica was so furious because Jema was ignored.

Jema was silent, staring emotionlessly, her hands folded in front of her chest.

Sally frowned at what Monica had said. What is it with Bassta that needs to be treated like that? Sally's mind rumbled curiously.

“Have Mama met Aunt Novia?” ask Jema suddenly.

“Not yet and Mama feels Novia is avoiding Mama. You had almost passed each other in the Mall, Mama sure she saw Mama but strangely she even melengos go so aja.”

Monica told me without any cover-up, and Jema hissed at hearing it.

“I'm sure something happened during yesterday I went to America,” said Jema while looking at Monica.

Monica rubbed her child's shoulders, channeling a loving and affectionate touch so that her child could be calm and not rash.

“You do not do anything without silencing it first with Mama, yes, Jem.” Monica looked worried and she also glanced at Sally at a glance.

“Quiet aja, Ma. I will not make trouble again, kok,” said Jema smiled.

Monica returned her smile despite seeing her son smile like that instead adding to her worry.

****

Not a fancy restaurant or an expensive place to eat that is the choice of Larisa. He asked Bassta to take him to Angkringan not far from their residence. Larisa still feels a dizzy pulse and does not want to be too far away from home.

“Actually this afternoon you why?” tanya Bassta who is enjoying warm pollen rice with fried chicken and various satay available at the simple place to eat.

Larisa raised her face, her gaze the two met.

“As the doctor said, Bass. I'm just tired, stressed thinking about a lot of things that happened.” After speaking, Larisa lowered her face.

Bassta chuckled softly.

“We know each other from childhood, so don't try to lie. You look scared, hugging everything. Let's be honest, you've finished what or have seen what makes you suddenly shocked?” search Bassta and Larisa looking at him.

The man before him was indeed hard to fool.

“Come stories, you why?” Bassta asked while still enjoying her food.

Larisa shook her head, she interrupted around. “Here crowded. I can't tell you here.”

Bassta shone her horse and touched Larisa's forehead with the fingers of her left hand.

“Sick!” ketus Larisa.

Bassta glared.

“Come by the way, why? They were all around strangers who were busy with their food. Don't worry if they'll eavesdrop!” Bassta.

Larisa is silent with her face bent.

“You've seen ghosts?” bassta and Larisa asked looking at him.

“She is scarier than ghosts,” Larisa said slowly.

Bassta still casually responded while enjoying her dinner.

“Who is he?” tanyanya lightly.

Larisa took a deep breath and then replied.

“Father from my baby. I saw it earlier,” said Larisa straightforwardly and Bassta gaping to hear it. The chicken he was biting shortly fell onto his plate.

Silent between the two of them, staring at each other wordlessly.

Before long the voices of some humans who had just reached the angkringan made Bassta and Larisa aware of their daydreams.

“Serious?” asked Bassta and Larisa just nodded. “Stat! Why also he returned to Indonesia,” he continued so emotionally.

Larisa sweeps around, afraid that her husband's rude speech is bothering the others. She gently touched her husband's arm.

“Bass,” he said softly and Bassta stared fixedly, he even lost his appetite. “I'm sure this will make you lose your appetite to eat.”

“Why didn't you talk from earlier?” bassta asked with a sad look.

Larisa put her hand away.

“I even had the intention to hide it from you, Bass.”

Bassta growled in annoyance.

“If there's anything to say. You like to be rash, can not handle anything alone.” Bassta nagged and Larisa fell silent. “You sure it's him?”

“I didn't see wrong, Bass. I'm really sure it's him, he returned to Indonesia after leaving me so alone to Paris.”

Larisa's eyes suddenly water because they remember how the bastard man who denied that the child he was carrying was not his flesh and blood.

Seeing his wife who turned into agitated and also sad. Bassta immediately grabbed Larisa's fingers and grasped them tightly. Larisa flinched, looking at the man before her with tears in her eyes.

“Do not intend to lie again. I'm just afraid now he's back to look for you,” said Bassta rasping.

“Not it that good?” tanya Larisa and Bassta Bolsta's forehead folded. “If he really comes back to take responsibility. I'm not gonna bother you anymore, Bass.” Larisa connected with her trembling lips, hurting herself with what she said.

Bassta let go of the grasp, lowered her hands over her thighs then looked at each other lethargicly with Larisa.

“You still hope the same male model so, Larisa?” bassta was in disbelief and Larisa kept quiet.

Larisa lowered her head, touching her stomach. Keep crying without a sound.

Bassta then gripped her hair in frustration. Now he rose to pay for all his food. There was no appetite to continue and Larisa just silently looked at her husband's back.

****

“How is it now?” hanung and Bassta said.

“Condition deteriorates?” Hanung panicked.

“He is good,” says Bassta without looking. He was busy staring at the screen.

“Thank God,” said Hanung while proffering a file and Bassta received it. “You look again many thoughts, Bass.” Hanung connects and Bassta giggles.

“Indeed, who guarantees that my life has no burden. Got, where a lot,” he said smiling.

Hanung shook his head and chose to pass to return to his room. His friend seems to be in a lot of trouble, how not? There will never be two queens in a man's life. And if there really is a man who can be fair, surely one of them is innate.

Hanung felt increasingly uneasy thinking about the fate of the woman he cared about. If Bassta opens a little gap for him to take it, he does.

***

Given how yesterday happened, making Larisa overshadowed by fear and also anxiety. He could not even rest in peace.

Smuggling into her husband's room was impossible. Larisa felt very tormented and had asked Asih also when the woman would return.

Larisa who was daydreaming by the window of her room was startled by the sound of her cell phone ringing on the table. He looked up, walked over and grabbed his phone.

Incoming call from Nayla.

“Assalamu’alaikum, Nay.” Larisa's voice sounded so weak by Nayla.

“Wa’alaikumus Salaam. You're all right, aren't you, Larisa? I was horrified from Nenden saying you fainted yesterday. Where, why?”

Nayla sounded worried.

Larisa has a happy smile.

“I'm good. Yesterday I fainted in a taxi, but I really wanted to meet Nenden.”

“Nenden was sure I made it to your house but her husband did not give permission, so it did not. I'm calm if you're really all right, you're sapped for sure to faint so.” Nayla started to sound calmer.

“Nenden again pregnant big. If he goes anywhere, you refuse, he needs a lot of rest for his delivery readiness later.”

“Yes, I thought so too. Now where are you, Ris?”

“I'm at home. Bassta forbade me from going anywhere after yesterday,” Larisa said in a changed tone of voice and was immediately greeted with laughter by Nayla.

“Aaan, anyway, Nay?” He smiled widely.

“Bassta must be scared and worried. I always pray for the best for your relationship,” said Nayla so carefree and pseudo Larisa's face immediately changed.

“Hmmm, yes, thanks.”

“Ya have you rest, gih.”

“Emmm, yes, Nay. What is my family?”

“Everything is good. Your father is no longer there, said my mother again went nengokin his brother.”

Larisa.

“Have been, yes, Ris. I have business about work.”

“Iya, Nay.” Larisa smiled and soon the call was over.

Larisa exhaled a rough breath, she pressed the top of her phone down her chin. Was thinking hard about the figure of the man he saw yesterday.

“What is really you Jordy? Meanwhile, you clearly said that you will not return to Indonesia. Then what now? Trying to make up for your mistakes is all too late,” Larisa muttered in her heart.

****

Bassta continued to glance at the rearview mirror, feeling astonished by the black vehicle not far from his vehicle like he was following it. And Bassta also remembered the vehicle that stopped next to her at the red light, the vehicle was similar and she could identify it from a sticker attached to the right side of the glass.

“Stalker!” kecam Bassta was irritated and began to gas.

He kept driving while thinking hard who they were and who told him to?

Bassta only thinks of his closest figure who is none other than Jema. Is it Jema who asks someone to follow her after her who is always late when meeting? Bassta can guess easily because she is very well aware of how Jema is when he is jealous and suspicious.

“If it really was you, Jem. You are outrageous,” firmly Bassta then slammed the steering wheel into a turn and sure enough, the vehicle followed him and kept trying to keep a distance so that he did not suspect.

Now that it was eight o'clock at night, Bassta who was about to go home finally decided to go to her parents' house until the person who followed her stopped. Bassta believes that Jema has begun to suspect and guess there is another woman besides her.

Arriving at his parents' home. Bassta made everyone astonished. He had not returned for a long time after deciding to get married suddenly.

“Mas,” said the waiter who crossed paths with Bassta greeted. Bassta only replied with a small nod.

Novia in her room who heard the sudden arrival of Bassta rushed down and was followed by Arif.

Bassta sat waiting while opening her phone. He sends a message to Larisa to ask Larisa to stay in the room and Bassta also sends a message to the security guard at her house in case no unknown person comes looking for her.

“Bass,” call Novia and Bassta turn.

“You came alone?” asked Arif who was frowning did not find the figure of his daughter-in-law.