MIRNA
Episode 107's

Mirna was still in her room, she saw the prayer beads she was holding.

He was looking for the strongest thread to reunite the prayer beads. He could not have allowed the Shafis without the bracelet.

Mirna placed the beads in a container of used bottles and closed them, then immediately went out to find the thread she wanted.

Mirna went to Pak Joko's grocery store. He walked so fast that no one noticed.

He arrived in front of Pak Joko's shophouse. At present the store still looks very crowded with buyers, because Pak Joko store is the only one that is largest around their village.

Mirna remembered if some of their food ingredients were exhausted and would all buy them.

Some buyers noticed Mirna. Mirna looked so striking among them. He is so charming with clean white skin and also a face that is said to make anyone will be interested and not bored to look at it.

One of them a man in his 30s looked so fascinated by the beauty of Mirna, He did not expect if there was such a beautiful woman in the village that He lived.

The man is a newcomer who just a few months ago moved because he married a girl in this village.

The look in the man's eyes was so obvious that there was a hidden desire.

Mirna bought rice as well as some other ingredients. Then do not forget he bought a strongest nylon yarn that will make for the grains of prayer beads that have been scattered.

After paying for all her leather goods, Mirna walked over carrying all her groceries without any heavy taste.

A man followed Mirna on foot carrying her luggage on a motorcycle.

Mirna smiled cynically because of course she knew what was inside the man's brain and heart.

Mirna walks away pretending not to know if the man is following her. Then the man stopped his motorcycle right in front of Mirna "Let me help you. It must be very heavy rice of course" said the man offering help.

Mirna smiled faintly and looked at the man cynically.

"False, Mas.. But I can still carry it" Mirna replied flatly.

"Come, Ma'am.. The boy was glowing gini hot-hot in the sun" The man tried to continue offering his help.

Mirna did not touch the man's appeal, and she tried to keep going and passing the man.

But the man seemed persistent to make Mirna melt to be delivered by the man.

As Mirna crosses the man, she catches Mirna's wrist and forces Mirna to ride on her motorcycle.

Mirna silently looked at the man, then stared intently at the man.

Mirna put down her shopping and looked at the man who was still sitting in his motorcycle seat.

Mirna's right hand held the gas handlebar of the motorcycle. Then unexpectedly he lifted the man's motorcycle three feet from the ground with one hand only and the man was still in his seat.

The man widened his eyes in fear and was also astonished at what the beautiful woman was doing.

And with ease Mirna pushed like a very light piece of paper and the bike slid quickly back and forth...

Buuugh... Braaaaac

The bike was cruising quickly, without the man being driven and hitting a tree.

The man shouted loudly and grimaced with the pain because he was thrown and fell on the ground.

Mirna then picks up her shopping and leaves the man.

The man tried to get up, with some injuries on his knees and elbows, he staggered over to his motorbike.

He looked for Mirna, but could not find her.

"Damn it..!! Very strong he, surely if the bed is very hot, make me even more curious" muttered the man who examined the wounds on several parts of his body.

He roused his motorcycle, and tried to ride it. But strangely none of the residents saw the incident just now.

Mirna had arrived at his house, he arranged the shopping he bought, then cooked for their nightly needs. After finishing with his routine, He entered his room and mjlai wove the prayer beads for He to give to the Shafiyah.

Not long after, Syafiyah came home from work, he saw a very neat and clean house.

He entered his room and cleaned himself.

After Isha's Adhan passed, He felt his stomach very hungry, but Mirna was invisible "Where is He? Are you still in her room?" shafiyah Guman left, then walked towards the hood and checked if dinner was available.

He ate it very devoutly, until it unconsciously satiated and made it a joy to rise.

For a moment He remembered Satria, and He went back to his room and looked for a phonselny to make a vedeo call.

He looked for the husband's name, then pressed the vedeo dial, and Satria accepted.

"Hallo, Honey.. How are you?" ask Satria who seems to be in a very large and luxurious house. Yes, it's the home of Satria's adoptive parents, Bram and Jayanti. The house was very large and also two-story, in contrast to their house in the village, although it was quite large but not as big as the house.

"Good.. Honey, when's it coming home?" tanya Syafiyah spoiled. This time he seemed to miss the man.

"Patience, Yes.. Later when the work is done here Mas will return soon. Don't be stubborn and follow what Mirna says" Satria's message to his first wife.

Deeeeeegh's..

Shafiyah's heart skipped a beat and her heart throbbed, for Satria took the woman's name and asked her to obey her mad woman? Oh, No.. He had a higher education and a government official who was respected and respected by the villagers, Iya period had to obey Mirna which incidentally as honey and unclear education.

Syafiyah who was happy suddenly badmood.

"The mirror is there, baby? I want to talk to him for a moment, because there is something important that Mas wants to say" Satria said so gently.

Instantly Shafiyah's face, she contacted her husband to be spoiled, instead of getting a spoiled response turned to ask Mirna.

"What's important, Mom? Speaking of Fiyah debhan only, Ntar Fiyah said" said Shafiyah annoyed.

Satria smiled as sweetly as possible, and this made Syafiyah dizzy.

"This is different sahang, you will not understand" replied Satria gently.

"What's? Don't understand? I am educated, Mom.. What things do I not understand?! Mas this is very bad, anyway" said Syafiyah who with a feeling of annoyance closed her vedeo call with annoyance.

Syafiyah threw her phonsel on the bed and ruffled her hair with a casal.

"Just like Mas Satria would compare me to Mirna. If the problem is beautiful yes it is true to lose from him, but the problem of education do not try Mas Satria compare me with him. I am a government official, while Mirna knows that I only take care of the household" Shafiyah muttered in annoyance.