My husband's a female villain
Evidence Starts to Reveal

"Excuse me...." A woman stands next to the storefront. The stall looks quiet because it is still around eight in the morning. The new stall will be crowded around ten to lunch hours.coincidentally at that time there was no one who ate or queued as usual, the two sellers did not look wiri hero outside, either, maybe they are busy cooking.

Exit Eca while carrying a warm fried dish "Eh Tantri's mother please enter the buk. What do you want to pack rice to eat here buk?" Ask Eca while opening the window curtain

"Emm..make warm tea first mbak, I do not eat fried breakfast first" Take one fried and then eat it.

Immediately Eca made her order warm tea. "Please drink the buk"

Clingak Clinguk looked like he was looking for something "Mother Nara there? I want to order a rice dong box"

"There's a moment I call you...."

"Yes, thank you"

"Mbak, outside there is Tantri's mother said she wants to order a rice box" said Eca. Nara was busy cooking in the kitchen.

"Oh, I'll wash my hands first. Please continue cooking let me go ahead first. Do not forget the vegetables have not been seasoned at all" said Nara gave instructions.

Eca takes over Nara's place in the kitchen "Good buk" while stirring vegetables in the frying pan.

After washing her hands, Nara came out.

"Eh Tantri's mother has not stopped here for a long time, I've forgotten me" Nara said in a stale manner.

"Yes, I rarely come here. Understandably now my home is far away..."Actually Tantri is not only a loyal customer but she is also the mother of her youngest son's friend. They often meet when they pick up children, from then on the two are getting closer.

"Say I bought a house, where? let when I play to my mother's house if fit again holiday.."

"It's not far from here about an hour kira kira..."

Nara rubbed Tantri's arm "Wafuh far nuga ya buk, when did I sepatin time to play at home." They are like friends themselves.

"Must dong, mbak Nara should go to my house. I'll think I'll get spoiled..."

"Early also negosib husband each...."

Suddenly Tantri was silent for a moment, she remembered something. A few months ago she had seen Nara's husband in the same hotel where she and her husband were staying. Because at that time their house was still being repaired so they stayed at the hotel for a few days.

"Now it's good to have your own home" Nara said, blasting Tantri's daydreams.

"Alhamdulillah, mbak now no longer contract. I mean, my coming here was for two things. First, I want a fifty box rice order picked up tomorrow at about six in the morning, continue Sunday I order a seventy-same box of rice tumpeng one package complete but I want rice tumpengnya use yellow rice mbak, because want to make my sister's celebration. Can you, Ma'am?" Tantri.

Tantri put money out of the bag "I pay the advance first yes mbak, tomorrow I pay off all the rice box"

Nara gladly accepted the money "Thank you buk for his trust in us. God willing, we are confident..." Nara's smile widened.

"Other Mba Nara is rich again with anyone, I believe really the same Mbak Nara. Anyway if the problem of cooking cooking is mbak Nara champion, top markotop." Poking both thumbs.

"Alhamdulillah if sampean match my cuisine" A trader prefers taste rather than profit. God willing from the sense of rekeji will flow by itself. The raw materials used in the stalls of Nara are not arbitrary, only good quality that he bought. The rice used is also high quality.

Returning Tantri's eyes as if looking for something "Mbak Nara alone? tumben Pak Bagus did not look like that"

"Good Mas has been in buk village for a long time, because my mother is sick again."

"What pain does it hurt?"

Take a deep breath and exhale slowly "Emak I paralyzed mbak, but thank God now can walk again little by little. All thanks to Good..."

(O Allah, how does Ms Nara feel if she knows her husband is playing behind each other, can she still be proud of her husband? want to tell but do not have the heart, but if not in love know how it is) After an inner struggle finally Tantri decided to tell the real Nara.

"Mbak actually I want to tell you something similar mbak" Open the phone and then show a photo "Is this really Mr Good?"

How surprised Nara when she saw a picture of her husband holding a woman. "The jacket...." Remembering the jacket that the man was wearing was indeed his husband's jacket.

"Where did you see my husband? and who's that woman next to my husband?" Unfortunately in the photo did not show the woman's face because the woman was wearing a mask, sunglasses, and a black veil. Nara Suit recognized the woman's face.

"I also don't know who smpak Bagus is with. At that time I was not accidentally the same husband saw them out of the hotel, at first my husband forbid to tell me this same mbak Nara, mbak, but I feel guilty if later I think like about Mr. Good, as a good friend you better tell me this evidence."

Degs...

It was as if the world had collapsed instantly. (O Allah, now what is the proof of this) When the tears were about to escape arrived just a tissue was found in front of his eyes "Ah I'm sorry so I look crybaby huh" Immediately wipe the tears. Nara tried her hardest to hide her wound. "Maybe it's just a good friend..."

(I know at the moment Mbak Nara is not okay. Too bad for her, already making a living from morning to night even her husband is rich in the country) muttered Tantri.

"It could be mbak. Em...Then I say I go home first huh mbak."

Nara shakes Tantri's hand while developing a "Hati hatu smile on the street. Thanks for the message at my shop too"

"Yes, same as mbak" Tantri immediately left.

Nara was still nailing at the door. His view looks empty. Slowly a stream of water dripped "What exactly are you hiding from me, mas...."