
"Ma, don't you go home?"
Satisfied today, Gian who felt he needed a break chose to go home first with Radha. After previously satisfied eating cup cake that turned out almost all for him, not Caterine or Radha.
"No, it's still bad for your Papa."
"Geez, Ma, why did it have to be so long? Cassian Papa every malem alone, sleeping around who's trying."
"Wrong papa, old nyebelin," answered Jelita still amazingly upset, if he remembered it wanted to feel like he was ruffled his son's face.
"It is not wrong Papa, Ma .. it has been said all for the sake of Mama, but old Papa, but his age is not much different."
"Haha, yes, but you guys are so annoying, it's hard to forgive."
Jelita was really vengeful in fact, as a child, Gian just felt sorry for the Papa who even had to sleep outside a week ago.
"What's really going on? Why does Raka also complain because you don't want to go home? Don't tell me because Caterine she feels abandoned, sister."
Randy was overwhelmed. Because indeed since a few days ago Jelita prefers to sleep in his house on the grounds of looking after Caterine, but complaining Raka makes Randy feel guilty.
"Obviously, um, pubescent wives want to get pregnant again, even though they already have a daughter-in-law, she's busy wanting children too."
"Is, Gian, his mouth."
Although to her younger sister, Jelita is still embarrassed if Randy hears it directly. And what Gian told her really made her blush.
"Huh, it's only natural that your dad has been frustrated lately, Gi."
"He'em, for Papa to be patient."
"Yes, very patient," said Randy rolled his eyes lazy, from which a Raka can be said to be patient, he thought.
"But you didn't do anything, did you? It seems like your martial arts are still trained," said Randy a little suspicious if Raka and Jelita not only fighting, but certainly his brother is issuing the ultimate style if indeed he was extremely angry.
Jelita just kept quiet, for what she told me, of course she would be ashamed, he thought. Actually he feels guilty, but to apologize he still can't.
Flashbacks ... [ ⁇ ]
One week ago ....
"Bad you, my mother!! I just want to have kids, but you're forbidden this way."
Dramatically, Raka was only able to see her son who is now walking the stairs with his son-in-law. A disloyal man, thought Raka.
"Ta, your health is not as good as it used to be, dear, not to mention when giving birth to our son you have surgery, I am just afraid of bad things happening," said Raka as soft and calm as possible, because if he speaks wrongly his wife will mislead his intentions.
"You mean I'm going to die? You are yes, Mas, I am still young .. not yet 50, this is see my body is not lost to Radha."
"Yes, 15 years ago maybe yes, but now it's different, Jelita bint Arman. We already have a daughter-in-law, Gian can grant your wish to bring baby cries in this house, Ta."
There is nothing wrong with Raka, but this seems to be a problem. Maybe even he is now threatened will not be able to sleep peacefully a few days later.
"Kok to bring the name of the father anyway, he was calm also why the pack was called again."
"Oh Allah, Ta. No, my dear .. you were hospitalized long enough, and you only gradually improved when Gian got married, the period will get sick again," explained Raka began to get tired, tired, how to explain to his wife that being pregnant is not always good news.
"I'm that weak in your eyes, huh, Mas?"
BUGH
"Aaakkhh, sick, Jelita."
"Where? Still strong I, stepped on gini aja you scream, when my feet are small, Mas. It means still strong," he said casually but did not release for a moment the legs of Raka who became a victim.
"Or do you want something else? Yes, rasain."
As Raka guessed, her bad premonition today was completely real. His wife was still equally painful, when was the last time he felt this kind of torture, maybe a few years ago.
"Once, Ta, aren't you ashamed of this? Oh my God ... Be it!! Why just shut up there?!!"
Wanted to hit back, but where could he possibly. This efficacious woman is indeed terrible if she is angry, not only pulling her hair and stomping her feet strongly, Jelita also managed to bite Raka's ear.
"I'm sorry, sir, it looks like Hercules hasn't put me back in the cage."
"Astaffirullah, Budi .. Can you care more about your pet bird than me?!!"
Where Raka asks for help, her son raises his leg, and Budi raises his hand. They are more than afraid to face a raging lioness.
"Hayo, who are you trying to ask for help? No one cares about you, Mom!! So don't be so nosy as a husband."
Raka closed her eyes, at least the pointed teeth were no longer torturing her ears, but her hair and legs were still tormented of course.
"Who is nosy, Jelita. Release him! I can pass out later."
"Whatever, bodo very! Have you not been hospitalized for a long time? Let's take rasain once in a while." Instead of feeling pity, Jelita added to her strength, maybe if in Raka's head there are other animals, it seems prefer to go before the extermination.
"Aarrrgggghhh!! You're the cruelest torturer, Ta." Raka had no strength even to break away, it seemed that this wife really understood her weak point.
"Oh yes dong, did you forget who I am, Abima Raka Wijaya? Is, I took your life today could be yes, Mas."
Satisfied with making her husband blush because of enduring the pain, Jelita pushed him until the man staggered to lose his balance. The worst day for Raka, he had never seen Jelita this angry.
"Hey!! Realize, Ta, I could really die, don't joke, honey. That's hard." Seeing Jelita who now lifted the urn that he believed belonged to his son, Raka's eyes rounded perfectly.
Jelita's breath was now hunting, her eyes were reddened and her fingers were trembling in fact. Why did he reach this sting, knowing that now he grabbed the damn urn, Jelita threw it on the floor until it was smashed to pieces
PRANK
Raka just closed her eyes, she thought it might be the end of her life soon. Slowly he opened his eyes, Jelita had passed into the room and slammed the door very hard, it could be broken, Raka thought.
"Nearly never get angry, once mad mad."
Feeling her life saved, Raka stroked her chest. Don't forget to thank God and thank the angel for delaying his death.
"Huft, it is difficult to understand women," Raka said with a rough sigh.
Not that he does not want to have a daughter like Jelita expected, but if the risk is high he may not be ready if he has to lose Jelita. Enough with the birth of Gian and Haidar he almost crazy, how Jelita who almost died, and Raka no longer want to witness such a thing.
Flashback Off ... [ ⁇ ]
Actually I am afraid, because the character Jelita in the novel is indeed an enemy for readers who like Raka😂 But this is it, this character is inherent in Jelita, Jelita, and I'm actually the most powerful character among the girls I've created. Ni girl is firm from the beginning, actors are made to kiss before the eyes, and especially if the girls who do not like the same rough girl will not like him. But, I'm sure, there are a lot of girls out there like Jelita.