No. Without you
The Tongue of the One Who Harbors Revenge.

And finally finished also Anin cook Akmal request.

Even though Anin was aware, it was all Akmal's effort to find a reason to blame and scold him.

But Anin kept trying to do what Akmal asked as well as possible.

"On taste..murk thought it was true.got know again if the tongue of the person who holds a grudge.." murmured lirih Anin.

"Now I want to take another bath.sunny after cooking the smell of anchovies.." he continued muttering alone.

And when Anin finished the bath...Akmal is already in the room.

Just got home from RS because I had to overtime.

Akmal took a quick look at Anin, and vice versa.

Then Anin continued to step out of the room and into the dining room.

Where all the family members have gathered to eat together.

"Come on Anin." said Mr. Wirawan.

"The temperature hasn't gone down ?" ask Madame Mira.

" Maybe it's still a bath, Ma'am." Anin replied.

"Maybe ? What kind of answer is that ?" cibir Tania's.

"Oh yeah...Rafa..are you today on assignment or not from school ?" ask Anin.

"No, Aunt Anin.." replied Rafa.

"Good be.Then today Auntie does not accompany you to study first yaa.." said Anin.

"Why ?" rafa asked somewhat disappointedly.

"Tante wants to go out for a while, even if it's allowed." said Anin turned his gaze to Papa and his mother-in-law.

"I want to ask permission to visit my former OG friend who is now sick Pa, Ma." said Anin.

"Where is the pain ? at the RS ?" ask Madame Mira.

"No.in his house in the area of Jati Wetan." replied Anin.

"Who are you there with ? Let me take Akmal.." said Mr. Wirawan.

"Or be with me. I also want to come out of this." said Devan made an offer.

"No Pa, Kak.later my friend came to pick me up here." said Anin.

"Who ? Doctor Barra ?" guess Mr. Wirawan is a little worried.

"Not...Novi my OG friend too." replied Anin.

"Yes already...Papa Perminin..be careful and do not be too late home.." said Tusn Wirawan.

"Yes Pa.." said Anin.

And along with that, Akmal looked down the stairs.

"Let's go Akmal..we'll wait for you..!" devan said.

"Yes Kak.." said Akmal briefly and sat down in his chair.

"Where's my cooking request ?" akmal asked without seeing Anin.

Then Anin stood up from the chair and picked up the dishes she had stored in the kitchen.

"This.." said Anin thrust a bowl of egg balado and anchovies.

All eyes were on Akmal.

"Let's start eating..Bismillaahirrohaanirrohiim.." invited Mr. Wirawan who was followed by other family members.

Anin was seen glancing towards Akmal.want to know his comments about the balado of eggs and anchovies.

Akmal started scooping up Anin's cooking..

Bribed into his mouth.and he was silent for a moment.The view of all family members was still curious to Akmal.

"Mkk...!!" pick it up and keep away the bowl that contains Anin's cooking.

"Why,Actmal ?" ask Mama.

"Not according to Ma's expectations...! Still far from the taste of Mbah Rasni cuisine first.." lamented Akmal.

"Where can it be, Akmal..enak kok.." commented Mrs Mira tasted the cuisine of her daughter-in-law.

"You do not miss, Akmal.other hands yes other taste of cooking.." defended Mr. Wirawan on his son-in-law.

"Yes Anin Mbah Rasni's grandson.his cooking should be the same as her.." refuted Akmal.

"That I never allowed me to cook in the kitchen." said Anin, still looking at the plate in front of him.

"Based on spoiled grandchildren...!" akmal Ledek.

Anin did not respond.

"Here let Papa eat Anin's cooking." said Mr. Wirawan.

"Don't Pa ! Later Papa poisoned again.."seru Akmal deliberately humiliated Anin in front of the family.

"Actmal !" Mr. Wirawan glared at Akmal.

"Bare Papa...Akmal has reminded.." continued Akmal.

Anin was powerless to hold a burst of tightness in her chest and the corners of her eyes.

"I'm sorry.." said Anin while bringing her plate to the kitchen.

Akmal seemed satisfied to make Anin stand up from the dining table chair.

Mr and Mrs Wirawan can only shake their heads at Akmal's behavior.

Anin washes her dishes which are still full of her dinner.Then to the room prepare to go see her OG friend first.

He wore maroon pastel-colored toad pants and a matching floral long-sleeved shirt.

Simple and sweet.according to Anindya's personality.

He let his shoulder blade loose and swept a little powder and lipgloss over his lips.

In the room was a large glass about the size of an adult human.but what power.

When you are ready...Akmal went into the room after dinner.

He was surprised to find Anin at this hour looking neat and ready to leave and already carrying his sling bag.

"Where are you going ?" ask Akmal to the point and sound possessive.

Anin did not respond to Akmal's question, because he was still arrogant with Akmal's attitude at the dinner table earlier.

Anin kept stepping about to leave the room.

Akmal's body was blocking it.

"Excuse me. I want to get out." said Anin flatly.

"Would you like to get out at this hour ? Did you get permission ?" akmal asked again still facing Anin's body and looked at Anin's face fixed.

"It's been.." Anin briefly replied without seeing Akmal's face.

"Who are you ?" ask Akmal again.

"From Mr and Mrs Wirawan ! Who else ?" sindir Anindy.

Anin tried to find a way to avoid Akmal's body that blocked him.

"Yes permission from your husband ! You understand the rules of our religion, right ? If a wife must get permission from her husband first if she wants to leave the house ?" Akmal raised his tone.

"Husband ? Wife ? Didn't you say it was just status doang ?" sindir Anindy.

"And what kind of husband is always looking for the fault of wife !" continued Anin.

Ignore Akmal and stay out of the room.

"You haven't answered ! Where are you going ?" Akmal finally grabbed Anin's right arm.

But beyond Akmal's expectations...Anin screamed in pain.

"Aw.aduhh..sakiit...Yes Allooh.." cried Anin who made Akmal take off his hand in shock.

"Why ? Does cooking hurt ? Pakek yells all over.lebay deh !" akmal Ejek.

Anin uncovers her shirt arm and looks at the source of the pain in her arm.

After knowing his arm there is a wound that peels his skin arin.he wagged his arm and could not hold his cry because of the pain he felt.

"Hikks.hikks..sakiit.." her cries and moans while sitting on the sofa.

"Why your hand ? Take a look..!" Akmal grabbed Anin's hand back.The electricity was still felt but covered with curiosity and anxiety.

"God !! What is this wound ? How to peel like this !" akmal exclaimed in shock at the wound on Anindya's arm.