Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 23 ~
A week went by, Lala and I spent the weekend with some houses and watering plants while playing in the side yard.
While I was washing my car with a laugh, suddenly the sound of a bell from the direction of the gate.
Lala and I looked at each other with the same thoughts and questions.
"Who?" ask me to raise my chin and my eyebrows together.
Lala rolled her shoulders in a round with a headband and a smile to respond to me. He who I do not allow to play water, just sit while paying attention to the activities I do.
Because Jim's Sunday is off, I'll open the gate myself.
"Mother first see who's coming?" I said to Lala while cleaning my hands off the soap foam.
"Yes mother"
"Lala wait here"
"Eungh"
I turned off the water faucet before I set foot.
Before actually opening the iron door, I peeked through the gap of the small box to make sure that the one who came was neither a stranger nor a bad person.
"Gesy!"
Seeing the woman standing behind the gate, my memory fell on Bima's saying that Gesya would come on her Sunday.
Not wanting to make him wait, I immediately opened part of the gate.
"Mr Gesya?"
"For so long Bi" Gesya throbbed with a stern look.
"Sorry mom"
She was two years older than me, so I let her call me her name.
He who is a famous signer in our city, always looks eccentric and up to date with the clothes he designed.
The boutique also became a subscription for high-class socialites. If compared to me, obviously Gesya is superior to me.
He is his sister mbak Hana who I think has secretly fallen in love with mas Bima.
Just when the older brother betrayed, Gesya always sought the attention of her father Lala. That's what Kanes said, but I don't know with Bima, I don't know what that scary guy feels like to Gesya.
"Open the gate" Gesya immediately turned around after ordering me.
As he walked and got into the car, I opened the gate wide so that the car could get into the yard.
I closed it again with a dislike.
I lyrics Gesya down then open the passenger door and take some totebag that I make sure the contents are souvenirs for Lala.
"Lala!" he shouted while stretching out both hands revealing his luggage
"Owny!"
"Hi baby, Lala how are you?" the woman kissed Lala's cheek with anxiety.
"Good onty"
"Onty bring Lala's souvenirs"
"What is onty?"
I who was standing beside Lala just listened to their chatter.
"There are Chinamorral dolls, pencil sharpener pony shape, there are coloring books, there are clothes also for Lala, onty design itself special for the beautiful onty niece"
"Waahh" Raut was happy to appear on Lala's face but only for a moment, because in the next second, instead of receiving the souvenirs brought by Gesya, Lala looked up to look at my face.
"Why La?" many wonder.
"May Lala receive souvenirs from onty, bun?"
"Why wear it baby" Sambar Gesya quickly. "It's from onty loh, Lala's ontynya, the time must be permission first with him" Gesya glanced at me as she said the word 'he'.
"You said that if you love something, you have to get permission to your mother or father first"
"But this is Lala's loving onty"
"But I said I have to keep my permission" Limpal Lala did not want to lose.
My lyrics Gesya sighed deeply. He pulled one end of his lips with lazy glaring eyes.
"Can't you bun?" Lala asked with her head turned up.
I smiled, then nodded. "May dear" My hand stretched out rubbing Lala's head.
"Thank you onty"
"Beloved together"
"We're in, yuk!" Take Gesya without caring that I am beside Lala, while my innocent daughter directly obeyed her tantic invocation.
"Lala!" My prevent is not good.
"Yes bun?" Both of them stopped their steps when they heard my voice.
"Lala hasn't sun hands onty has she? Later inside if his gift has been put on the table Lala directly salim yes"
"Yes mother"
"Smart kid" I rub Lala's cheek gently.
"I'll wash the car for a while, ma'am. You can play games inside"
"Hmm" said Gesya indifferently, then resumed his steps.
Seeing how beautiful Gesya was, my confidence suddenly decreased. I'm speculating that Bimu's mas might like it.
What man doesn't like a beautiful, smart, classy woman like her?
*****
After washing the car, I went inside to check on Lala's condition.
I shouldn't have to worry because Lala's been with her aunt, but still I can't if I have to get away from my daughter.
When I was in the house exactly in the family room, I saw Lala was busy coloring, but without Gesya.
Where's she?
"Came"
The boy looked. "Mother!"
"What's the first time, son?"
"Coloring bun, onty bring lots of coloring books. Beautiful mom"
I've been standing next to Lala. He who likes to sit on the floor, Bima bought him a special small table for coloring like this.
"Onty where?"
"Once again into the kitchen make a drink"
Gesya is like that, if Bima mas is not at home, he always makes his own drink if he comes here. Mas Bima ordered it, but that does not mean Bima allowed him to be alone in our house.
"Mother to the kitchen first yes, pity onty if make your own drink"
"Yes bun" Lala's focus remained on her picture book, while I directly directed my steps towards the kitchen.
"Why bother making your own drinks, ma'am?"
Gesya who was putting food into the microwave to heat up, immediately turned her eyes towards me.
"It's okay, my brother's house, my house too"
"Former sister-in-law, ma'am"
"What did you say?"
"Be like a guest in my house" Sahutku ignored the surprised look on his face.
He smiled obliquely, closed the microwave door and pressed the time button then stepped up to me.
"You're telling me to act like a guest? Don't you realize you're just a babby sitter for Lala?"
Reflexively my forehead shriveled "What do you mean by shoot?"
"Arimbi Arimbi, if I were you, I'd be gone a long time ago"
The lines on my forehead seemed to be getting deeper because of his words just now.
"Yes must wait at the same expiry of Bima si mas"
"Why did Bima have to kick me out?" I try to calm down.
This woman who is not only smart but elegant smiled cynically complete with a mocking look, as if she was very sure Bima mas will indeed chase me away.
"You're an unsuspecting wife, Arimbi. You should have realized, if your marriage is only written on paper"
"Mkk ... Who told? at first our marriage was very flat, but time changed everything, said Gesya"
"Oh yeah?" Gesya raised one eyebrow, it was obvious from her body gesture that she was looking down on me. "It is impossible that Bima lied, right, if until this moment you are still sleeping separately?"
Whatdoes thatmean? How did he know we slept apart? Was it really Bima who told him?
"Aware of Arimbi, you are only used to taking care of Lala, mas Bima has no intention of opening her heart to you, so I suggest you go as soon as possible before Bima expel you"
Astaghfirullah, from his language, clearly describes that he does not respect me at all.
"When I and Bima are preparing to get married, at that time you must be ready to leave the life of Bima and Lala"
"What did you say Gesya?"
Ignoring my words, Gesya again published a cynical smile.
"Once again I tell you" said Gesya sarcastically. "Maybe soon Bima will divorce you, then after that I will marry mas Bima"
I gasped, holding myself back from exploding.
"Maybe not long after Bima came home from his service" he added was still as relaxed as before.
Suddenly a microwave sound indicates that the food has finished heating.
The cynical smile on his face grew sharper, as sharp as his words that were instantly able to pierce through my heart.
"For Bima, you're nobody, keep it!"
After saying that Gesya turned around and walked towards the microwave.
I was confused, back to review every Gesya speech a moment ago.
Wicked you, using me for two years. Tega once mas tells the condition of our household to the former sister-in-law mas.
Seriate.
For those who always wait up, sorry yes can not be crazzy up, but will always be up every day.
Later if the busyness has somewhat subsided, I must be up a lot.
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