My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
22: Charity and Removing Responsibility

“Binars, ... Binar remember well. From now on, Binar must take care of Mamah. Let Mamah's face not sick anymore,” said Sepri deliberately gave Binar a secret mission.

“Iya, Om. I'll take care of Mamah. Let Mamah not be sick anymore. Mamah's face became serem, but that's why?” reply Binar who was so busy wondering in his mind. Why does the face of the mother do that?

Sepri who was still squatting in front of Binar, gradually sighed deeply at once. “It's time you were happy, Ma'am. It is time for you to be free from your family. It is better to be a widow and a single parent, than to have a husband, but to continue to eat the heart. You are used as an ATM to walk, continue to be polygamous, in KDRT, hah .. really there is no good. All you get are wedding tears. I pray you get divorced soon. Nothing, even if due to divorce, the chances of you being chased by Ojan, the bigger,” inner Sepri. He gradually took Binar to the nearest alpha.

“Binar want to buy what snacks? Om who buyin,” said Sepri.

“No, Om. Said Mamah, I can not snack carelessly, besides I who can not just receive a gift,” polite Binar.

“Nothing. If the same word Mamah can. Kan Mamah also works at the clinic, Om, right?” soft Sepri while continuing to lead Binar.

“Ciiieee Sepri! Cieeeee! Doubting a man's wife for the sake of marrying himself! Asyiiii! This new inspiration! Your wife is my spirit. The neighbor's wife must be seduced in order to get her widow! Wuaasyiik!” heboh Ojan while running away from the terrace of the house.

Sepri who had stepped in front of the gate of the house, was immediately panicked. Reflex sheets run while still including the Binar that he took.

“Om Sepri, whose name is Om Ojan. I like to smile at myself. I'm scared, Om Sepri! Uh, Om, Om Ojan fell!” said Binar no less panicked than Sepri.

“Nothing, nothing. People like Ojan have a hard time dying. Just so sure, he has a lot of life stock!” sure Sepri who later regretted his reply. “Yeah my language is like I'm with Azzam. Duh, definitely Binar directly kepo I mean what!” regret in the heart.

“Indeed if it falls, it can die, well, Om? Then, it means om Ojan has a lot of life stock, what?” binar asked, really as Sepri worried.

“Ya Allah my mouth, really a mouth that is not suitable to chat with children,” Inner Sepri really regret the situation.

“Priiiiiii, please I Priiii, pain Pri!” whine Ojan, but he's still left. Sepri clearly did not want him to bother.

***

Beres underwent facial treatment, Suci deliberately brought Binar home. However, Suci still wears a veil. The return event that the Holy lived was for just a formality so that he and Binar did not really go home to Budi's parents, especially Holy did not permit.

At around two in the afternoon, Nurma's motorbike was already on the terrace of the Budi family home. Nurma had gone home and made the mouth of Shamsiah's mother could not be silent.

“You again, why this hour has come home, instead of working for money?!” spray the mother of Shamsiah while staring at the two Sacred eyes that are not covered by a veil.

“Hah, .. what the hell. What are you talking about, not clear?!” spray the real Shamsiah's mother trying to deny reality. Because if the boss only works very hard, why is Nurma who is under him and just working, it looks like a mistress?

“Indeed the Mbah bude*g well, Mbah? Masa Mamah said kayak earlier, Mbah said not clear?” binar said honestly and had immediately made Syamsiah's mother look up.

Day after day changed week. Nurma was at home for three weeks and no longer went to work. Nurma continued to use her pregnancy to play beautiful. On the other hand, Suci who has not said much even the bodo period other than to Binar, also play beautiful in his own way. Suci is still undergoing her routine of beautifying herself. Even Suci who used to cover part of his face using a mask as well as glasses, immediately made the house people let alone Budi and Nurma pangling, when the woman opened it. Suci became more beautiful thanks to the care he received from Sundari.

“My mama is indeed the most beautiful!” said Binar cheerfully and deliberately praised the mama after the woman wudu to pray isya with him.

“Behold, I call papah first. Let us pray together!” said Binar excitedly. He had already run, but it turned out that the papah was already standing at the door smilingly looking at the beautiful face of Sacred. “Ciiieee, Papah!” Binar deliberately teased* him.

Shortly after, Shamsiah's mother also looked very curious. However, the beautiful face of Suci which now looks glowing similar to the faces of South Korean artists, although some scars still exist that look faint, again Sacred closed with a veil.

“Ci, you're wearing what skincare, anyway? White smooth it?!” kepo Syamsiah mother who then said, “Share dong to Mother. Let beautiful Mom also like you!”

“This is a prescription from a doctor, Mom. His wife Azzam was a doctor. He takes care of my face. Let me ask Nurma, she's the manager at the Azzam mas factory. They should be close, can chat!” the Holy Word deliberately makes Nurma who for the last three weeks, just lazing in the room while ordering a series of food to Budi, has an additional burden.

The work of Nurma due to her pregnancy, made Budi taste Nurma wasteful. Budi no longer want to buy Nurma's wishes, although Nurma quibbled, all Nurma's wishes, the effect of cravings.

Play the beautiful version of Nurma malasnya, make Nurma's body fatten very quickly. Plus, in the absence of treatment because it has not received treatment money, the appearance of Nurma's face is also far from attractive and Nurma realized that.

Now, Nurma secretly watched the togetherness of the mother of Shamsiah and Budi who stood in front of the door of the Holy room. Shamsiah's mother, who has become thinner over the last three weeks, has become a lackey in her own home because of Nurma, staring intently at what's in there, and Nurma knows, shamsiah's mother wanted to glow too much like Saints.

“Don't let the mother, I just want to use it really. Then do it also mas Budi smile so watch out Suci, anyway!” anguished Nurma who returned to the theater. He squatted a bit while holding his folded stomach, using both hands.

“Yes pardon Mas Budi ... My stomach hurts, Mom! Mas t-please, Masssss!” Nurma continued to moan, and ended up sitting down.

“Innalilahi PEMALAS flagship old song!” cynical mother Shamsiah. “Already Bud. If so continue, just take it to his parents' house. Tell him to stay with his parents. Time yes, weight Mamah down ten kilos made bab*u at home alone! Take care of the house, take care of her, take care of her kids. Cang*cut he's just a craggy Mom. So nadjis! See, so lazy, cele*ng or bab*i just ngepet more interesting than the form of Nurma now! There are a lot of pregnant women out there, but you're not lazy! You are already bored!”

said Shamsiah's mother groaned and was really noisy.

Intentions theatrically to relinquish responsibility, it seems that Nurma instead dug a death hole for herself.