
Accidentally met at the place of people who sell Jenang Tumpang Koyor. However, this time Ervita and Pandu prefer to focus on themselves and also queue while observing the people who queue there.
"You want a ride, Nda?" ask Pandu later.
"No, I don't like hitchhiking. Want to buy Nasi Liwet aja, Mas .. but the one in Solo Baru area," said Ervita later.
Pandu looked at his wife, "What time is it?"
"Sore Mas .. but later until Jogja kemalaman yah?" ask Ervita.
Pandu looked to look at Ervita's face, "Yes already, later came home in the afternoon to stop by Solo Baru. Then go straight to Jogja. What, you want to not Nda?" tanyakanya.
"Remain, aren't you tired of it? Tomorrow still have to work," replied Ervita.
"Yes, it's okay. As long as the night can be nutritious intake only, Nda," reply Pandu.
Hearing what her husband said, Ervita smiled as she lowered her face. Her husband could have used the gap. Until such a small gap was used to ask for nutritional intake, he said.
The harmony of Ervita and Pandu was apparently noticed by Wati there, even now she was blatantly speaking to Firhan standing beside her.
"Mas, look at the tuh .. The couple was very compact. Harmonious," said Wati by pointing with his chin.
"Where? Nothing," Firhan replied with a look of rent there.
"That, that tall strapping guy. Whose wife flanked her husband's arm," replies Wati who now describes the couple standing not far from where he is now.
Actually, Firhan already knows very well what Wati said. However, the man chose to pretend not to know. According to Firhan's view there was no point in also telling who the couple really were.
"It's just a few feet in front of us. This distance just don't see you?" reply Wati who seemed to look sewot there.
"Which I don't see, anyways what good it is to want what other people are doing" Firhan replied in a whisper. However, the man already seemed to be experiencing emotions.
"Why Mas .. sewot really," replied Wati.
Although not snapping, but Wati quite know that her husband is emotional and sewot now. Even when he only praised the harmonious couple, Firhan was already so quiet.
"Udah, just go home .. or do you want to be with that guy too? There. Indeed, the neighboring grass is greener and more seductive, than the grass in the house itself" Firhan replied.
The man chose to walk to the back and was about to head to the place where his motorcycle was parked. So that Wati was running around chasing her husband.
"Loh Mbak ... not being in line?" ask some people there.
"Neither Mas .. please go first," replied Wati by lowering her head.
Until finally Wati managed to pursue her husband, the woman hugged her husband's motorcycle and returned to her home. On the way home, both were silent. Wati is actually upset with her husband who is angry for no reason.
Upon arriving home, Firhan showed his frustration to his wife. "Same as someone else's affection?" firhan asked with a slight snarl.
"For God's sake, I'm not envious, Mas .. I'm just showing Mas Firhan that the couple is harmonious and harmonious. Her husband looks so affectionate with his wife, and vice versa," explained Wati.
In his heart, he was not envious at all. Especially in the Javanese proverb there is a saying that reads 'Wong urip iku wang sinawang,' which means life is just looking at what can be seen. It would not hurt also if Wati looked at what was in front of her.
"Aja mung nyawang sing kesawang. Do not just look at what your eyes see. It could be that what is in front of the eyes is deceiving," Firhan replied.
Even the man was heard once scolding his wife. He believes that the harmony of Ervita and Pandu is fake, just made up. Not natural harmony.
"Why Mas, really sewot," replied Wati who already looked teary eyes.
"Repair yourself, not so long ago. Don't think of harmony if you yourself blatantly reject your husband."
This time Wati really tasted bad. It was not that he wanted the next-door neighbor's grass to be fresher and greener. She just showed it to her husband. However, what happened was precisely that he was cornered and accused of being non-no.