My husband's a female villain
Asmara Shack
A few weeks later.
Good at taking care of Sumiati's mother very well, taking her to the doctor, doing therapy, and looking for other herbal treatments. Slowly Sumiati's mother can move both legs even though she can not stand perfectly. Very good progress. But behind that Nara also plays an important role. Nara is like a money machine where every time money is asked for under the pretext of treatment of the mother, it must be sent immediately. Nara also realized that she could not take care of the mother like a child in general, although it could only help prayer and expenses but she was very meritorious. Without any medical money is hampered.
"It's a three-day feeling of asking for money today..." Nara Grouse. The money demanded is not a little around five millions. Even so Nara dismissed the suspicion "No, I can't be prejudiced. After all the money for the treatment of Mom, thank God now Mom began to be able to move both legs"
Matter is not galactic but with the meter everything will be in order.
On the other side.
Because Good has taken very good care of Sumiati's mother. Tuti also only comes when tomorrow helps clean up.
"Gus, tonight there is a study in the mosque, you want to come or not? if you want to join me to mbah uti sama Mutia (The eldest son of Tuti), he again can not go to the mosque." Tuti said while preparing medicine for Sumiati's mother. They sat next to Sumiati's mother while chatting a little. Sumiati's own mother was sitting on the shoulder of the bed. "Follow Gus let Mum be with Mutia at home." Connect Sumiatu's Mother.
"This is my mother taking medicine first" gave me some medicine.
He immediately took his medicine.
"Emmm.okay I'm coming, mbak. What time is the show?"
"About eight o'clock after isha prayer"
(Chance nih) in the brain Nice tucked things less good.
In the evening finished the adzan magrib Bagus was prepared with black gloves and white cocoa clothes. Repeatedly combine clothes and gloves. He was adorned in front of the mirror "This one is pretty cool..." Next Good combing hair.
"Lho Gus are you leaving? the show is still eight" said Sumiati's mother.
Good to approach him who was lying on the bed "Isn't faster better, mak? Besides, Good can help the mosque committee, as much as possible. Mum is okay Good stay first, most soon Ma'am Tuti same Mutia come"
"Yes it's okay. Please turn on the tv before leaving, mom wants to see the news. Bosen sat down with no friends"
Good to turn on the tv. "I'm leaving, mom. Assalamualaikum"
"Girishal"
"Good Gas hasn't come out yet" From inside Merry's house peeked behind the window. She was dressed in white Muslim clothes.
"What do you think is Mer?" Bustomi suddenly stood behind his wife. Today Bustomi came home early because he felt less well.
Turn around the body "Emmmm.that's why I'm waiting for Sarah to come too yes" Merry's lie. Actually what I'm waiting for is good is nothing else. "He said he had left abis magrib but had not come yet...."Saw the watch in his hand.
Bustomi squeezed the body on a wooden chair "Event people are still eight o'clock already want to leave..." Grab a cup of tea "Mending pijitin mas first deh, the body tastes pegel all."
"Can't dong mas. I have to leave now another first, let's sit first"
Lean on the shoulder of the chair while massaging the forehead "Terden you are..."
"Goodbye" Merry kissed her husband.
"Apaan the heck Mer rich teen just use kiss kiss kiss. It's gone..." Such a trait is what makes Merry look for another man, who can make him happy.
"Wrong is it, man himself? not a sin, right? instead of kissing men" said Merry while staring into Bustomi's eyes.
"Emang basically you are not romantic" Ketus Merry while turning her back to her husband.
Bustomi glanced at the wife who seemed to sulk "You it if acting sweet gini must be hidden...." Full gaze in search.
Merry tidied the hijab "Idih kok that anyway. Next time I won't kiss you again..." Without a word he left Bustomi.
"Nyesel I dapet rich man that.should he was happy to get a kiss from me, is this even talk carelessly" Along the way Merry grumbled annoyed.
"Dor.." -...." Good to spell Merry.
"That's you, I'm lucky I don't hang" smacked Nice's arm.
"Stttttt..don't shout yell that dong later on listen. Mending before people come we date first let rich new children big that"Good embrace Merry.
"So sweeet really you baby.different much the same bustomi" They walk while holding hands. Their shame is no longer there.
"Oh Allah, it's not that Mr. Nice and Merry's mother" from behind a biker accidentally saw the two holding hands. "Well this is not right" Without a second thought he stalked the two men. "You seek this help..." Contact one of his friends.
"As for this money field...." A young man walked straight towards a hidden place. Across the dark street was an old hut. The young man hid behind the hut. Soon Bagus and Merry arrived at the hut.
(Truly I thought, they came here)
"Mas I'm very fond of we can be the same continue rich gini..."
Merry's words made the camuda was amused. From the back of the hut he peeked at what they were doing.
"I'm also happy to be next to you...." Seen the two look at each other until the two make out friendly.
"Ehem..." Go out, pamuda.
Both were shocked and moved away from each other.
"Again to what?" relax the young man approached them.
Both of them were nervous "Anu..we just happened to meet here" Nice trying to lie.
"No need to lie sir I've seen you guys doing this in the hut" Grab a cell phone and then show the recording.
"Delete it if not..."
"What's? if it's not what? now gini aja you want to directly not bring to Pak lurah or you have other ways that, for example, what nebus pake...." Basically the duitan eye youth. Unemployed like him could take advantage of that to make money.
"OK, okay, we make peace (shedding two hundred thousand dollars) please delete the video"
"Eitz. I'll delete this video if you want to boil a million" With the cunning young man continues to blackmail Good.
"How dare you threaten me" Good ignited emotions.
"Don't be like that. Remember, I have your ace"