Loved Bunian Wolves
40. The Arrival of Mother-in-Law

The morning started with a shocking bang on the front door. The dawn has long been dawning, but two residents of the house have not been seen to move in any corner of the house. Even the porch lights still look on. No window is open yet.

"Raka, Runi!" The voice of a middle-aged woman sounded thunderous in the morning as the sun was already on its way up. "Open the door!"

However, silence. There is no law from inside the house.

"Lho, is there Aswini Ma'am?" The neighbor next to the house, Ms. Saroh, came closer to greet him. He reached out and asked, "Tumben came this early in the morning?"

"Oh, yes, Mrs Saroh! I was shopping at the market. Stop by here with a side dish of vegetables," said Bu Aswini as he welcomed the hand of Bu Saroh. "This is Mom, I want to nengokin Raka same Runi, but how rich no one?"

"The money is at home. Last night I saw Mas Raka come home. Muni Mbak also must be at home, because it has been a month since he told me that the sewing order piled up really. It is impossible if you are left behind on vacation," guessed Bu Saroh. He added, "Duh, by the way, the attention is very the same son-in-law, use dianterin side dishes and vegetables all," Bu Saroh praised with a smile.

"Ah, it's normal, Mom. Raka is a great hobby to eat. If you go home, when eating, it can be up to two plates. So I brought vegetables and side dishes for Raka. Poor Mom, tired of work, often overtime, home at night, but rarely given to eat. Rich doesn't do that, does it, my son?" confit Bu Aswini.

"Oh, what's the time, ma'am?" Ms. Saroh frowned in disbelief. "Badah Runi was almost every day shopping for vegetables at the vegetable maker subscription. Never cooked at all?"

"Tho's proof, ma'am?" Ms. Aswini is back to thawing. "If the Raka is full, it is impossible to eat it, right, eat in my house?"

"It could be because it's tired, ma'am." Bu Saroh tries to defend Runi. "Usually when people cape work, eating it is voracious."

"No, Mom. If I think the cooking is not nutritious. Or maybe, Raka is just given tempe just as know doang?" guess Bu Aswini haphazardly.

"Oh, Miss Aswini. Don't think of the nonchalant, pity dong Mbak Runi. If I see, Muni is diligent. She was shopping almost every day, so yes it seemed like she was also cooking every day. Even though shopping is all about the side dishes. Sometimes cobs, chickens, shrimp, fish, catfish, and so on," sergeant Bu Saroh tried to straighten out the thoughts of this neighbor. "And if I see, Miss Runi is patient, Mom. Never been angry at all. Neighbors often share the wind."

"Ah, Mrs Saroh. Runi aja dibain," said Bu Aswini while thieving. He also intended not to care about the middle-aged woman again because there was no voice with her, then knocked back on the door of her son's house.

"Raka, Raka! Open the door, kid! Mommy's coming!"

"It seems like Muni Mbak same Mas Raka has not yet woke up, Mom! On Sunday, this is. Could have been, last night out seven rounds overtime. Usually, they can be called as brides who are still fairly new. Moreover, rich Mas Raka and mbak Runi mah are very young. So if you want to fight every night is still strong, hehehe," seloroh Bu Saroh while passing from the yard of the house.

"What the hell is Miss Saroh, it's not clear!" Omel Bu Aswini blushes his lips. So after Ms. Saroh completely disappeared from view, Ms. Aswini again knocked on her son's door hard.

But, a few minutes passed and there was no answer. So anxious, Bu Aswini began to step to the side of the house, trying to knock on the window of Runi and Raka's room. Who knows, the young couple has not woken up.

"Raka, Runi! Wake up! Mommy's coming!" exclaimed Bu Aswini while knocking on the door of the room window.

"Raka, Runi! It's noon! Please open the door, I'm hungry!" ma'am Aswini called out again.

Suddenly, the window curtain opened. Seen behind the window, his daughter-in-law's face still looked messy. His long black hair was still loosely.

"Good, Runi! Did you just wake up?!" Bu Aswini glared in shock seeing her daughter-in-law still look this mess. "What time is this?!"

Behind the window glass, Runi gave a wry grin. He opened the window of his room, then hooked the iron buffer to hold the shutters open.

"Bukain door, quick! I am so hungry!" omel Bu Aswini while stepping back to the terrace of the house.

"You really just woke up at this hour, Runi?!" Bu Aswini again asked in a thunderous voice as soon as the door of the house was opened by Runi.

"Y-yes, Mom. Sorry, I'm not feeling well" said Runi lirih.

"Have a reason for this!" Aswini went into the house. Runi closed the front door, opened the curtains and shutters of the living room, then immediately stepped in her mother-in-law's footsteps into the house.

"Where is Raka?!" Bu Aswini frowned in confusion after seeing the already empty room of Runi. He didn't see his son there at all. "Isn't it Sunday? Did he go to work? Or where to go?!"

"Well, Mom." Runi again put on a confused face. Last night, he and Raka had a big fight. She even kicked Raka out of her room because she felt annoyed every time she was close to her br3ngs3k husband. Naturally, betrayed so madly, which woman would willingly?

"Where is he? Why don't you see Raka in the room?!" ask Ms. Aswini. He stepped into the kitchen, into the bathroom, and everywhere. But he did not see his son in any corner of the house.

Runi sighed. I don't know why, it feels so heavy. Could it be that Raka went to Widuri's house after last night she kicked her out of the room?

"Awhile. I'll check first, ma'am."

Runi stepped quietly into the garage beside the living room. He wants to make sure whether the big Raka bike is there or not. But finally he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the Raka motor was still standing upright there.

"Where is Raka?!" Bu Aswini again asked as Runi came closer to him.

Runi still did not answer. He again stepped past his mother-in-law for a few meters and grabbed a room door handle that he rarely visited the guest room.

Kriyeeeet.

The guest room door was open. Seen there, Raka still curled up hugging the bolster pillow.

"Rakaoh!" Bu Aswini's voice boomed calling for her son. And of course, the loud noise was successful in making Raka soar awake.

"When's mom coming?"

Without replying, Ms Aswini asked again, "Well you slept in the guest room?! Did you guys fight?!"

"No, Mom." Runi tried to dodge.

But Ms. Aswini who saw the irregularities between the child and her daughter-in-law, did not believe at all with the elakan Runi. He said with emotion because he could not accept his son being chased out of his comfortable room.

"It should be this woman sleeping there! Not you!"

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