My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
21: Play Beautiful
Sacred wounds especially those on the face, were truly fatal. I can't bear to see it. Binar only reported it to the mama kepo and witnessed the treatment to the Saints, directly.
“See Holy Brother, .. Mother's face is also the result of Sundari routine care. If again the holiday season and his son in the original gini house is delicious. Tia day someone helped take care of the face. Bismillah, Holy Ma'am is also suitable. Let's glow up what, what, Dek's language? Hahaha, sorryin Mamah who is not as smart as you because of the school fit, Mamah's brain transmigrated to another world!” Septi's mother smiled.
Sundari who uses special equipment, not only gloves and masks, reflexes to hold a smile. “Not to apologize, Mah. I can get to this point also thanks to upbringing, affection, including love and prayers from Mamah who never broke up!” softly.
“Masya Alloh, someday hopefully Binar can be like mbak Sundari! Amen!” inner Sacred. Which old man wasn't filled to hear Sundari's reply just now? Of course, Saints who are both parents and until they hear it, also feel proud.
Realizing Binar was so seriously watching over Sundari's every performance, the Sacred reflex smiled. “It looks like Binar is getting interested in cool things he feels he can boast of parents,” thought Suci.
“Mbak Suci, after this Mbak keep regular maintenance to me, yes. While I have not been to Yogyakarta, Bismillah became a more beautiful Holy Mother. Then, you also do not have to think about the cost or whatever it is. For Ma'am, I love gra*tis. Please pray that I will still be given health so that I can still help others,” said Sundari still seriously polish the lotion on the face of the Holy with great care.
The wounds on the Holy face were severe. But Saints quibble, the woman has polished every wound with alko*hol to quickly dry and not cause odor. Especially before the reference yesterday, Budi to lotion jiji*k to the face of the Holy who in addition to already like ru*sak, also smelled fishy between pus mixed with blood. This reason also makes Sundari's heart more moved to quickly make Saints beautiful again, even if it can be many times more beautiful than before. In addition, the decision of the Holy to polish the wound on his face using alko*hol, it makes the scar black, in addition to the increasingly sensitive skin of the Holy face.
“Just from now on, you must beautify yourself, yes, Ci. You must be a career woman who remains beautiful and elegant. Do not want to be told to husband with your in-laws. Do all you can, lest you continue to work half-dead! Especially if they still can't appreciate you, don't!” strict mother Septi wanti-wanti.
“Actually Mamah's face why, anyway? How many scars ru*sak?” ask Binar.
That instant was also the three women there, instantly perplexed. Moreover, no different from Saints, mother Septi and Sundari are also typical that do not have the heart to involve small children in kas*us like the natural Saints. Plus, a kid like Binar is smart. There must be evidence and it happened directly.
“Just if you don't see it directly, I don't dare to tell you, Mom. But if the situation is like now, I really resigned and there will be nothing that I cover up again. This morning alone, Binar was raging because he saw Nurma curl his papa!” the Holy Word shortly after Sepri invited Septi's mother to come, took Binar away from Sundari's practice room and was still at Septi's mother's house.
Septi's mother nodded in agreement. “Bener, it is so especially if they are reckless KDRT again, let Binar see directly their behavior without having to make you tell. Let Binar judge. You see if we are the story, fear that Binar even angry to us thought we slandered his papa!”
“Just yeah, Ma'am. From now on, the Holy Mother is playing pretty. Don't be tired like before. Now Mbak is quite focused on the happiness of Mbak and Binar. Thank you, in the near future, Binar immediately know and you are free to go from there, Sundari soft” is still focused on doing Sacred facial treatment.
“Mbak Sundari, this is so sorry. I want to ask you about Azzam's work. You see, yesterday Nurma admitted that she works in the Azzam mas factory as a manager! Approximately, Ma'am can you please make sure to Azzam mas, no? You're afraid Nurma ngaku-ngaku and misused. If it is true, it means that Nurma is really cool. But if not, fear Azzam until harmed!” holy Word still closed both of his eyes.
“In case of work, I'm actually less shit, Ma'am. But if I ask, surely Azzam will answer,” said Sundari who also immediately stopped his performance because after all, for him what Suci said about Nurma's work is indeed a serious problem.
“Ya already, later directly asked to the Hours, Dek!” sure Septi's mom.
“Later than this, I will record and make Nurma ngaku him work in Azzam mas factory, let me have proof!” holy Servant. Play beautiful, he really will do it to prove all Nurma's talk.
In a different place, there was Nurma who was being bullied by Ojan. Ojan deliberately came to ascertain whether Nurma returned as a parking lot, deliberately brought firecrackers and did not hesitate to turn it on and then threw it to Nurma, to surprise Nurma.
“Heh, wong (person) gemb*lung (gil*a)!” anguish Nurma almost hanger. Moreover, after all, the firecracker that Ojan threw and the size of it there was a stampede of his feet, exploded right in front of Nurma's face. The veil that Nurma used to disguise so as not to be discovered, until it was ragged like a group cloth.
It's just that, Ojan who has been known as a sane figure by the surrounding community, only scolded ala rate, in addition to some of those who reflexively laugh at Nurma. Plus, Ojan's firecrackers also made Nurma's face partially burnt.
“Have Jan, there go home. You will be looking for Sepri!” reprimand male visitors who happened to come out of the alpha to make sure the firecrackers that exploded almost hit Nurma's face.
“S-sepri? How is his name like a stranger, huh?” the honest inner Nurma was already afraid because she began to be the center of attention. But he hoped, he got a defense and if necessary, mercy from the people due to the actions of Gil*a Ojan.
“By anyways he knows there is writing “parking grati*s” instead of parking. It's not possible, he can't read. Yes, the same brain eyes equally transmigration? Pity the people who come. Yes, in the old alphabet. If only for a moment, two thousand will still be good!” said Ojan and has immediately made visitors including workers in the alpha, justifying Ojan's complaint. Plus, they don't know Nurma. Nurma is not a citizen there and should not be a parking attendant.
Because Ojan also Nurma was expelled. And Nurma had no choice but to accept it. He used Munasir's motorbike to go home. But this fact also makes Nurma intend to use her pregnancy to laze.
“OK, I'll play pretty, use my pregnancy!” batin Nurma no longer hesitated to go home because she had her pregnancy as an excuse.