OBSESSED WITH PEOPLE'S WIVES
CHAPTER 14

At Wati's grandmother's house. Currently Mukid is lying down with Sinta while watching a romantic action movie. Mukid and Sinta were chatting with each other. Sinta if it is like this becomes very spoiled. Until the end of the spectacle was over but Sinta was still baper with the impressions she had seen.

"Hahaha, what a crybaby!" said Mukid while wiping the tears that fell in the corner of Sinta's eyes.

"It's a pity for her female character. Cook should be in matiin anyway? Supposedly happy ending dong," protested Sinta.

"Yes, how about we always make our life stories with happy ending. Every day we are always happy" said Mukid. Sinta smiled broadly showing her white teeth lined up neatly. 

"Of course, my mom! Anyway I'll try to be a good wife to you, mas!" said Sinta. 

"Thank you, baby! I want to be a responsible husband for my wife and children. And our extended family, dear," said Mukid. 

Now Mukid took Sinta to the balcony outside his room. Now they sit there with rattan chairs arranged nicely with the decoration of Sinta's favorite flowers. The two look at each other. Sinta of course has not forgotten if her husband is currently facing serious problems in his company. Since then Sinta did refrain from asking or bringing up the matter after Mukid's return from the office. Sinta of course let Mukid relax and forget about work problems and invite him to watch Mukid's favorite movie. It turned out to be quite successful to make Mukid a little relaxed. Even now, Mukid again looks sad and back tense. 

"Mas" said Sinta. Of course Sinta was afraid to start discussing and asking about financial problems in his office. Mukid smiled showing her sweet smile to his wife. 

"Don't worry, baby! We'll solve this problem together. And I in this case will ask for help from you, dear Sinta," said Mukid. Sinta squinted both her eyes in disbelief. 

"I mas? What can I do to help you, ma'am?" ask Sinta curiously. 

"Quiet, baby! I'll explain the plan we're going to run. Of course, all this was on Reno's idea. Just so you can act, I'm sure one hundred percent of us will easily find out about this person. The man who deliberately infiltrated his men in our company for two years is only for one thing. It's an obsession to get you" Mukid explained. Sinta increasingly does not understand everything Mukid talks about. 

"I mean, mas? Ah, I don't get it anymore, mom! Then I go to the kitchen first, make black coffee and who knows Grandma Wati made a snack this afternoon," said Sinta. 

"All right! That's better, baby! We better have a conversation with a cool and relaxed head. No need to strain. Enough of that part alone is tense," said Mukid. Sinta glared at his eyes hearing that last sentence. Then he stuck his tongue out at Mukid. Mukid who saw his wife's reaction became giggling. 

"Hahaha, don't you like the most tense and hard like mine, baby?" ask Mukid who does not need an answer to Sinta. 

"Here you go, I'll go down!" sahut Sinta immediately left Mukid who was still sitting on the balcony of his room while lighting cigarettes with a brand he liked. 

*****

"Cummer, mommy!" greet Bana with her compreng voice when Sinta has gone down the stairs seen by Bana who is currently sitting in the dining room. 

In the dining room there was Grandma Wati who joined smiling looking at Sinta who was walking towards the dining room. 

"There's chocolate pudding with milk vla, Sinta. You usually like it, don't you?" Tawar grandma Wati. 

"Wow, what a coincidence grandma makes chocolate pudding. But for a moment, I want to make coffee first for his father Bana," said Sinta. Bana pursed her lips. 

"No, mommy! Bana's father is Radit's father. So mommy cepetan make a baby sister, so that someone calls Mukid's father besides me," said Bana. Sinta just stuck out her tongue while glancing at her grandmother. Grandma Wati only held back her laughter. 

"Again all this time mommy said will make a baby sister continue while in the room with handsome father Mukid. Butwhat? It's been a few months there's also no baby sister, too" said Bana. Sinta who was in the kitchen not far from the dining room was just giggling. 

"Grandmother great! Please teach my mommy to make a baby. Grandma must be more experienced than mommy. Mommy and Mukid's father are less pinter. Morning, afternoon, evening, just like the room but not so be the baby sister. Actually what mommy and Mukid's father did in the room anyway, great grandmother," said Bana. Sinta who heard in the kitchen room just closed her mouth. 

"Good God, my son! I want to bite his nose" Sinta murmured. While Grandma Wati only giggled. 

"It's all God's will, baby! If God hadn't put a baby in your mommy's stomach, that baby sister wouldn't be in this world. So, the task of Bana is now to pray diligently after worship. So that mommy and Mukid's father soon have a baby sister. Okay?" said Grandma Wati. Bana began to mutter. 

"Oh, yes! Grandma is right! I forgot, if all of it is by the will of God Almighty," said Bana while patting her own eel. 

"Well, listen to what my great-grandmother said!" Sahut Sinta carries a tray containing two cups of coffee and also two vla pudding on a small plate. 

"Mommy, I'm coming upstairs!" Bana said. 

"Don't Bana! Let mommy and Mukid's father make a baby sister. You can't bother mommy and Mukid's dad to make a baby sister. Don't you want to have a baby sister soon? Son now better, Bana is ready to worship and pray for mommy and Mukid's father, okay?" said Grandma Wati. Bana sat down again and finally followed the direction of her great-grandmother. Sinta stuck her tongue out at her grandmother. 

"Grandma, I'm upstairs yeah! His coffee was already awaited by mas Mukid," said Sinta immediately stirred towards the stairs and went up to the top floor. Bana is confused again. 

"Dad Mukid want to coffee, great grandmother! Not making a baby. It's still this afternoon, you know!" bana Protest. 

"How about we play the bikes in the front yard while praying that mommy soon get pregnant and get a baby sister," invited Grandma Wati. 

"All right, grandma! Just play with the bikes. There is no need to pray" protested Bana. 

"Yes, yes!" sahut grandma Wati while giggling.