
Juwita took Abhimanyu's jacket and stepped away to the boy's room.
Alright. Even if she doesn't act like a daughter-in-law, Juwita will do her job as a father-in-law. At least for the sake of the child's parents who entrusted their children to Juwita and Adji.
Juwita waited until Abhimanyu came out of the bathroom, only with a towel. Water fell from his heavy body. The muscles in his body even looked very sturdy.
"Wow." Juwita clucked in admiration. "You're this handsome it turns out. The descendants of Adji."
Abhimanyu surprised.
"You are this handsome but of all women you shout I love you to your Papa's wife. Waw. There are less women out there, Bi."
Juwita throws Abhimanyu's jacket at him.
"Once again you come home with the same old perfume other girls in your clothes, pants or even shoes, Bi, I'm sure you nyesel already selling your handsome face cheap."
"Juwita—"
"Don't give me any more trouble. I'm tired of you."
Juwita slams her door shut, hoping she realizes this is the shape of their relationship.
What did he say yesterday? Juwita probably likes him? Believe me, if Juwita likes him even though secretly, he will sit there looking at the child's body.
She thinks women have no lust?
But in the end he and Cetta are the same. In Jowita's eyes, she was the same. Want his body to grow twice as much as Adji, he remains Cetta for Juwita.
*
Cetta was just about to enter the house when her eyes caught a strange sight. It was not far from home, her sister-in-law Sakura was talking to someone in the car.
Sakura put on a nightgown and just stood outside the car looking down at the windshield. Why didn't he just get in that car or get the guy in that car in the house to talk?
Though curious, Cetta is too tired to care. The boy steps into the house, finding Juwita teaching Lila and Nia.
"I'm home, you're home." Juwita smiled brightly. "Cappies, son? In the fridge is a smoothie. Wash your hands with a drink."
Cetta went to wash her hands and open the fridge. As she was about to close it again, Cetta accidentally saw something.
"Earth?" Cetta tilted her face. "Why is there a squid?" ask the boy.
His voice was slow so the one who heard was Ma'am Icha.
"It was brought by her mother Non Sakura, Den."
"But Brother Juwita doesn't like squid." Cetta closed the fridge and stared intently at ART. The boy was not angry at Mbak Icha, but was angry that something had changed.
Everyone knows that but why is there all of a sudden?
Cetta doesn't like it. Cetta doesn't like her Juwita sister kept being told to hold back.
"But I said no pa-pa, Den—"
"Dispose." Cetta frowned increasingly sharply. "Dispose hunt!"
Juwita looks over at Cetta.
"My, why are you?" Hurriedly he stood up, approaching Cetta and Mbak Icha who was afraid of being reprimanded made his master's son angry.
"Well, how about a snapping old man, son? You why?" ask Juwita softly.
"No." Cetta answered briefly.
"How angry are you, you. Here first." Juwita pulls Cetta's shoulder forcefully, bringing her in front of the television to sit on the sofa.
Juwita then massaged her shoulders, trying to comfort her if she was upset.
"Washy at school?"
"No."
Juwita pouted at the boy's sniffling answer. Hadeh, the funny boy is already big until he can no longer be sweet.
Cetta just kept quiet letting Juwita massage her shoulders. The boy stared in silence at the smoothie in the glass, not making much noise.
Of course Juwita was secretly aware that something was bothering her.
"If there's anything to say well, son. You're not alone."
Who knows he feels he should not vent because he is already big so do not bokeh crybaby and so on. Can really. Toh Juwita is also idle if he does not hear the curses of his sontoloyo boys.
"Munafic," suddenly muttered Cetta.
Obviously surprising Juwita. "Eh?"
"Sister Juwita's a hypocrite."
Juwita immediately held his chest, inevitably stabbed until it bled.
Seriously all Adji boys are looking for trouble?
*