NOT PERPETRATORS
The Rumors Do Not End

"It!"

I continued walking without heeding his call. I don't care about him anymore. My current life is with my husband and son. I'm no longer the Goose Princess who fell to the Eagle Prince. Who willingly waited for years by the sea just for the sake of his Prince.

I approached my husband who was talking with his friends. I threw a forced smile at them.

"Mas, let's go home. Isn't the show over? I'm worried about Arka."

My husband told them to go home first. After all, the core event is over.

"Wait, Bas!"

Someone called my husband. Ah, it turns out she's. Immediately I took Mas Bastian's arm. Quatrains spoiled action seromantis possible. Like a newlywed couple.

"Yes, Di. What's up?"

"Why rush? The show's not over yet."

"Mr ...."

"Oh, yeah. We're gonna take a walk for a second. Enjoy the atmosphere of Sunday night. Understandably, we rarely have a special time together. Yes, dear ...." I intentionally cut off Mas Bastian's words.

"Ah, yes," replied Mas Bastian according to.

I saw that Doctor Eagle was troubled by my attitude.

"Come, honey, last night!"

"We go first, Di," said Mas Bastian somewhat awkwardly because of my attitude, which may seem strange to him.

There is a satisfaction in my mind. Showing affection in front of his eyes. I'm not sure if he's jealous. But at least my acting was enough to make her feel distracted. Just look at it later! I will make him regret for ignoring me.

While riding a motorcycle, my husband asked, "Darling? You seriously want to go for a walk?"

"Ah, no way, Mom. We'll just go home."

Suddenly Mas Bastian stopped the speed of his motorbike, and still asked in surprise to me.

"So, you said you wanted to go for a walk?"

"I-yes, but it's really late. Poor Arka, Mas. Maybe next time," I said.

"All right." Mas Bastian continued to drive again, although the look on his face still looks curious. But he did not continue that question. Indeed my husband is calm, does not like chatty.

Pretty exhausting day. We also arrived at the house of the in-laws. Thank goodness Arka wasn't fussy.

***

"Look, tuh! Mama's cooking, Arka wants breakfast too?" joking My mother-in-law is holding her granddaughter.

Arka answered with her small voice.

I am so grateful to have in-laws like them. My mother-in-law loves me very sincerely. As for his father-in-law, he was understanding and wise. For almost two years, our relationship has always been good. What's more, Arka is the grandson closest to where they live. Because two older sisters Mas Bastian, living in Jakarta followed her husband.

The afternoon after Mas Bastian came home from work, we decided to go home.

***

As usual, I shop for vegetables in front of Mr. RT's house.

"Morning, Miss Wati?" Kusapa neighbor who is one of the gossip queens in my village.

"Again .. uh! How's your story going, Ima?"

"What does Bu Wati mean?"

"That's youh? About that yesterday. You got hit by the Goddess, our next-door neighbor?" he said while turning his thick lips.

"Yes, ma. So people don't like gatels, seduce people's husbands!" Say the other neighbor.

"Oh, amit-amit! Not knowing yourself, yes! Watch out, Mom-mom. Her husband was seduced by Ima!" Said Mrs Ani.

"Astaghfirullah .. uh, Mom. It's not good to talk like that. We, too, do not know what really happened. It is possible that Ms Ima was indeed slandered. Don't you all know the nature of Miss Dewi's husband?" Said Ms. Rahma, RT's wife.

"Huh! The first lady is odd! Already know your friend's husband, uh, know-how even, FRIEND EAT FRIEND!" Babe Bu Wati, The Queen of Gossip.

"Istighfar, Mom! Don't be like that! Poor Miss Ima. He also has the right to explain what really happened. So please don't judge people, especially without accurate evidence!" added Ms. RT while embracing me.

"It's okay, Ms. RT. Let it be, the wrong one will definitely seem obvious on its own. Even the right one will be clearly visible on its own. For Allah is All-Knowing, All-Knowing. To be explained, they will not believe it. So let them hate me. Please, I sincerely accept." As usual, I'll pay for my groceries.

The wrong one will seem obvious on its own. Even the right one will be clearly visible on its own. For Allah is All-Knowing, All-Knowing. To be explained, they will not believe it.

I don't want to respond to their spicy lips. Enough for me, God is with me. With His patient servant. Though my heart ached hearing their harsh words. I thought the problem was over. It is not that easy to live in this environment. Must be prepared to be criticized, commented on, and bullied. For a mistake I did not make at all.

"Huh! YOU'RE THE PERPETRATOR!" said Bu Wati rudely.

I put my feet out of their mouths. I never had any problems with them before. If they're still gossiping about me, it's not a problem for me. They are the ones who have problems with their mouths and hearts.

I never had any problems with them before. If they're still gossiping about me, it's not a problem for me. They are the ones who have problems with their mouths and hearts.

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