My in-laws are like my madam
Mala's Fear
So whispered the neighbor whispered, buk Murni who heard her neighbors say so directly wrathful.
"heh.you don't need to say my son is an actor yes, keep your child's tuh so true" said buk Murni accused his neighbor.
"loh, buk Murni is angry with us? His anger should be the same Mala because it has become an actor.
"yes buk Murni, childhood so the actor defended"
"heh.the old woman told your child to come out, do not hide, do I want to spread your child's vidio who entered the hotel room" said the woman furiously.
Kemala who heard him straight out of his hiding.
She's afraid that people will see her vidio.
"hey woman actors dare also guts you to come out yes" said the woman.
"hey.buk, take care of that loe mouth, I'm not an actor, is that loe's mouth is not at school huh" said Mala ruffled waist against the middle-aged woman.
"what are you saying, hey mom, look at the teacher at her parents' school but she's still an actor" she shouted.
"if the actor is the actor, do I need a vidio you guys who are sleeping in the hotel room" said the woman again made Mala ketar ketir.
"Mala, is it true that the woman said that you slept with her husband? Ask Pure's mother who is already embarrassed.
"no buk, that's not true, I've never slept with anyone? Mala denied the allegations.
"remember the actor, if I find out again you are flirting with my husband, vidio shur mu it will I spread, it turns out your sway in bed can also be for a novice woman like you" said the woman smiled mockingly and passed away to die at the Pure buk house.
Pure Buk and her husband who heard the woman's words looked surprised. Mr. Susanto held onto his chest which was painful and then he fell unconscious.
"see Mala, as a result of your vapak disease, you have relapsed.
"busy, why is mom scolding me. I just don't know who that woman is.
"sir.pak.pak.wake sir.."said buk Murni rocking her husband's body lying on the floor of the house.
The residents who saw directly helped lift the body of Mr. Sysanto into the house. Faisal who got news from one of his neighbors immediately came to his parents' house.
"assalamu'alaikum buk" Faisal said.
"wa'alaikumsalam, Sal your father Sal he fainted" said the mother
"why did she faint, what happened, and why did I hear people saying that Mala was run over by her mother?
"mom also does not know what your sister has done. The woman arrived and shouted in front of our house. Said her sister you walk with her husband there's even a word there's a vidio they're in the hotel. The woman yelled saying her sister was sick of being a prankster, so the neighbors got out of the house to see her. I'm dizzy for your sister"
"what, Mala is a buk actor?
"yes Sal, many neighbors who hear it, want to put where the face of the mother? Mom was so embarrassed. See your father is also sick because he heard there is a syur vidio of your sister with the husband of the woman, because that is your father fainted.
"what is Mala vidio with the man, this is so outrageous buk, where is Kemala buk?
"he's in his room, it's Sal, you ask your sister, now how does he build your father"
"mom take Awang oil, let me help you scrub it so you're aware.
"yes for a moment I take in the room" said buk Murni got up and went into the room. Soon he came carrying wind oil.
"it's Sal" said Pure's mother gave Faisal the wind oil.
Faisal then rubbed the soles of his father's feet and smeared the oil on his father's nose. Not long after, Mr. Susanfo came to his senses.
"sir, you are sad, thank God" said buk Murni.
"he's in his room sir, you calm down first don't get angry later pingdan again" said Pure's mother calmed her husband.
"Oh, do you know where Mala's been going all this time, who's her friend?
"mother doesn't know who her friends are, but there are a few times she was picked up in a fancy car, but I don't know who the owner is.
"does he always come home late buk?
"yes, he always comes home at night, sometimes I ask why late coming home, he always answers there is group work, gather with his campus friends, many times the reason" said the mother remembered.
"the child has crossed the boundaries of his association, the father can not let his buk, the child must be in the class. If it is true what the woman said, if Kemala had slept with her husband, what would happen buk? Said Mr. Susanto holding his chest back pain.
"sir, calm down first yourself, your chest will hurt again. I'll talk to Mala, I'll take it easy" said Murni's mother and went to Mala's room.
Pure Buk walked towards Mala's room with an angry face. He was already standing in front of the door of his child's room, but Pure Buk did not come in because he heard the sound of Mala who was bubbling on the phone.
"Om, like this, your wife came to my house and hit me"
"......."
"but om, your wife said she had proof of our vidio at the hotel, I'm afraid if it's spread.
"........"
"how much I want to calm down, well I'm waiting for ya"
Braakkkk
Mala was shocked when her mother broke down the door.
"mother, why not tap first want to enter" said Mala eliminate her fear.
"the child's basics don't know themselves.plakk.." Pure's mother slapped Mala, she was very angry to hear her son's chat when she called it.
"mother, why did you slap me?
"you're still asking, why did mom slap you, don't you know what your mistake was? You kid makes shit.
Who is that man, if only you got pregnant then you'd be kicked out of this house" said Pure Mother with her beaver"
"busy, don't scare me" Mala said with a face that started piasping.
"what are you doing when you're not afraid, how many men are sleeping with you?
"no man sleeps with me buk, trust me"
"you want me to believe, I've heard all your talk. Was that the man the husband of the woman who came earlier?
"i.iya buk" Mala replied nervously.
Plaakkp..
Once again the Pure buk slap landed on Kemala's smooth cheek.
"sorry buk, I admit wrong" Mala said pleading with her mother.
"mom doesn't want to know whether the man should be responsible. There will be no man who wants to be with a woman who is no longer a virgin" said buk Murni and out of her nursery.
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