Modalin I'm Dong, Mas
Capital 4

"Mas!" call Arum when the husband gets out of his seat to go to the office.

"What's wrong?" reply Arka stopped her steps, her eyes pinched staring at the wife.

"Later in the afternoon I'm going out to see a friend." Arum asks for permission because it will be noon to meet with Johan.

"Give up, the important thing is that you don't take care of me" said Arka Cuek.

"Tell your wife, Ka. Just use a motorcycle, I also want to come out of this. Mother is old, not strong if told to get hot on the motorbike," said Bu Kanti who had listened to the chatter of her son and daughter-in-law.

Arum smiled at the selfish request of his father-in-law.

"Please calm down, Mom. Arum will take a taxi online."

"Ngapain wants to take an online taxi everything, wasteful to know. There's a motorbike too, ride your bike," Arka's orders make the wife's eyes pattern.

"But, I want to see you. What does he say if I go there on a motorcycle," protested Arum did not accept.

"Why? Embarrassed? You are not working now, besides you I have already so all of you just let the heat ride the motorbike. Do not need to be spoiled, hot on this doank," said Arka did not want to be denied.

Arum just silently nodded his head faintly, allowing the husband to immediately go to the office and end the useless debate. While Bu Kanti immediately took his bag and went using Arum's car somewhere.

The young woman was sitting limp, clear feathers dripping from her beautiful net angle. I can't stop thinking about her husband and father-in-law's behavior. She stopped working at the request of Arka who wanted her to become a housewife and focused on taking care of her mother-in-law's private husband. But now his life is even more sad than a maid who still gets a salary. While he did not, even his own car has now been replaced with a tail motorcycle owned by Bu Kanti.

"Fate, why is this so. Actually I'm a wife what a maid anyway. Asked beautiful but not given capital. Why he thought he could skincarean use flour like doank cooking oil," muttered Arum lamenting his own fate.

The woman wiped the rough corners of her wet eyes and cleaned the dining table and the whole house. After that Arum went straight to his room to choose the clothes he would wear later.

"Duh, usually I go everywhere wearing a dress but if now it is not possible to wear a short dress like this. People want to take a taxi just can not, if this shirt is used to ride a motorcycle can fly anywhere later."

Arum long enough to sort out which clothes he will wear until his choice fell on a black toad pants and a white blouse. The woman immediately headed to the bathroom to clean herself up.

Arum is sitting in front of a mirror. Looking at his dull face, though, the woman tried to apply makeup but the powder she was wearing instead made her face look even stranger because it could not stick perfectly due to dry skin never touched skin care. Arum exhales violently then chooses to leave without using makeup alone.

With wide steps the woman went down the stairs. Again Arum had to scratch the head of the back that does not itch when looking at the shoe rack.

"Aarrrghhh, that's damn. Shoes are also broken. Dah was wearing flip-flops," annoyed Arum who immediately came out of the house and locked the door.

The woman began to drive her in-laws' maric motorcycles to a cafe where she met Johan. The weather was hot enough to make sweat wet Arum's face. Upon arrival at the caffe parking lot, Arum took the time to wipe the sweat on his face and went in search of the whereabouts of Johan who had been waiting for him at a table.

"Hi Jo," said Arum who immediately nodded in the chair across from Johan's desk.

"A-Arum, is this really you?"

Johan's eyes glared perfectly at the woman sitting in front of him. His eyes scanned Arum's appearance from head to toe. Arum who used to be beautiful and always stole his heart even though Arum never retaliated is now turned into a dull-faced and unkempt woman.

"What did you say? You ride a bike here? Where's your car going, Rum?"

"Dipake is the same in-law, so I gave up on the in-law motorbike" Arum said then showed off a neat row of teeth.

Johan breathed a rough breath of hearing the words of the woman who still inhabited the recesses of his heart even though it had belonged to someone else.

"Rum, I don't mind you riding a gini bike. Which is the problem, why your appearance is like a gini. Aren't you happy living with Arka?" johan asked, looking into the woman's face in front of her.

Arum did not have time to answer, a caffe waiter had come to bring two glasses of orange juice and two plates of spaghetti that Johan had ordered before the woman came, and it was a favorite food and drink Arum.

"Later you tell me, now eat first huh. I've ordered your favorite meal" Johan said, making Arum nod.

The woman seemed to enjoy her food so much, since she married Arka and stopped working. Arum never again enjoy eating at caffe like this, especially with the menu he likes the most. Johan smiled wryly at Arum eating so voraciously that the contents of the plate had been emptied in a matter of minutes.

"Udah full? Would you like to add more?" tawar Johan commented on a sweet smile.

"Udah full, Jo. Even though I look like a gini but my stomach hasn't turned into a sack," Arum replied to Johan's offer.

"So how? Aren't you happy with Arka?" Johan repeated the question.

Arum breathed a rough breath and told him how his life had been. Johan's hands clenched to hear Arum's life story after marrying Arka.

"It's appropriate now that the performance is like this," Johan said in his heart.

"Damn it the Ark, if I knew your fate after becoming Arka's wife would be like this. Mending first I brought you to run away before marriage contract, "sorry Johan after hearing the story from Arum.

"Don't, ngaco ah."

"Whoever, you know that I have always loved you even though you never returned. And damn you even got a husband like Arka."

"I'm sorry, Jo." Arum bowed his head in embarrassment and disgust.

Johan who noticed the change in his best friend's facial expression immediately clasped the woman's hand.

"Don't think about it, now what do you need help with? You're not gonna make sure I see you because there's something you want to talk about, are you?" Johan's question made Arum remember his original purpose.

"Gini Jo, I suspect Mas Arka is cheating."

"What's? How can? How dare he cheat on you, you know who cheated on him?" cut Johan off before Arum finishes his sentence.

"Ssttt, just don't cut it first. That's why I invited you to meet. I want to ask you to investigate who Mas Arka's affair is because last night I heard he wanted to see that woman this afternoon."

Arum's explanation made the man speechless with a hard-to-understand look.