
In one of the Rws in a village, a middle-aged lung man appears to descend from an ojek in front of a house. The man casually stepped towards his house after handing over a piece of money with a nominal of five thousand to the taxi driver. General price that is usually paid on users of motorcycle taxi services for short distances.
But how dangerous the middle-aged man was when his feet almost set the floor of the house. The man's forehead wrinkled as his eyes did not see the glass on the window in his living room.
"Where are the glasses?" the man murmured to himself as his eyes probed into every broken window frame. "Mom! Mama!"
"What the heck, sir, cried out" replied one woman, the wife of the man who seemed to have run out of the stall because in her hands was drowsiness plastic.
"Where are the glasses? How can there not be?"
The wife instead of answering, she rushed in with a face that looked panicked and confused. The husband was more surprised by the attitude of his wife who left without giving an answer.
"Mom! why the glass?" scowled the man as he poked his wife's steps towards the kitchen.
"At the stone throw, by Jiwo," replied the wife ketus.
"Jiwo? How come?" asked the husband, he looked very surprised. Again, the wife was silent. She seemed confused and wanted to avoid her husband's questions. But unfortunately, the wife named Darmi will not be let go if her husband has been searching with many questions. In any case, the husband who is usually called Mr. Salim would want to know what happened.
"Mom? Why silent? What the hell is going on?" salim asked, urging his wife. With heavy finally Darmi tells what happened and what he did with the child and reflects on it. "God! Ms ... Ma! Why is that so bad, Mom? Just be ashamed."
"Mother just wants to defend the child" said Darmi.
"But our son is wrong!" salim replied with a voice starting to rise. "What does Mom really want? Just be ashamed."
Darmi was silent. She already knew the truth, the husband would have preferred to scold and blame her. That's how Mr. Salim, when it comes to the name Jiwo, it must be his wife who makes a tantrum. Mr. Salim will give advice that is very long until sometimes Darmi feel sick.
"Why the hell, Mom? I am old, I have grandchildren. Is it not shame to act like that? Huh! I was amazed at my mother's way of thinking. The older instead of conscious and insaf, the more humiliating."
Darmi continued to be silent with a straight look towards the table. She could never argue with her husband if he was angry again. What else is his current position as a guilty person, making Darmi can only be silenced.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, after venting his anger with satisfaction, Jiwo chose to rest in his room until he fell asleep for a long time. Maybe Jiwo is very tired so he fell asleep until the night before. But before that Jiwo chose to tell her first story to Mother, what she did at Darmi's house. Mother only shows a flat face even though she occasionally tells her son's story.
Hearing Jiwo's cry several times, Jiwo's wife named Alena turned to her head, "Eh already awake?"
Jiwo smiled faintly with her eyes slightly closed, Can I hold you?"
Alena frowned at the husband's request. He was about to answer but was shocked by Jiwo's body movements that shifted towards him and then wrapped his right hand around Alena's slender waist.
Although initially shocked, but Alena was quite happy to be embraced by the husband like that. Alena looked at Jiwo's face carefully. Jiwo's breathing deeply felt on his face, making Alena's blood rustle.
"Why look at it so good, am I handsome?" jiwo Goda on Alena while grinning.
Mister is better?" Instead of answering, Alena threw a question.
"No, yet" Jiwo replied with a smile.
"Yet? Still mad?"
"Not really, Deck. What do you mean? It is difficult to explain with the word."
For a moment Alena squealed, then her lips reviewed a faint smile, "Jam this way, Mister just woke up, could Mister stay up later."
Jiwo's forehead wrinkled and he turned to the clock on the wall, "Gosh! I slept for a long time too."
"Maybe Mister is very tired, so his sleep is very slumbering."
"Later to stay up, huh, Dek?"
"Temenins?"
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