P2 (POLYANDRY & POLYGAMY)
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“Ya already there, remember well eleven o'clock Mamah take and you do not like to say things later same Primus, do not like to complain us,” threatened and then hang up the phone unilaterally.
Zefa sighed and then moved from the bed lazily, “Ammun deh, why the same child Mamahnya very different,” lamented, “untung Mas Primus very good and patient, so,” timpalnya,” then he again said while way out of the room, “try if not, have I stayed him since a long time maybe.”
His frustration made Zefa continue to grumble subtly, Lala saw that and she always felt happy if Zefa was angry or chattered by her mother. Lala deliberately walked leisurely while holding a snack and glanced at it with a mocking look and then sang making Zefa sniff rudely.
The woman began to look around at the materials in her refrigerator, indeed, there are always many ingredients in the house because Primus and Zefa do like to have someone order impromptu catering so they always prepare at least can cook about fifty servings.
‘Spirited Ze,’ Inner Zefa cheers herself.
One by one the ingredients are removed from the two refrigerators, after all out appear in the head of Zefa what menu will be made. “La, can you help me here?” yelled Zefa who tried to ask for help from her sister-in-law even though she already knew the answer.
“No, sorry I'm busy!” The answer then laughed to make Zefa upset even though he already knew the answer but still.
Zefa started working on it all because she glanced at the clock on the wall as it turned out that time was going very fast. The woman is used to cooking, especially if all the ingredients are in sight plus only working on twenty boxes. For Zepha it was a very easy thing.
He deliberately chose a menu that was easy to manage. The first thing he did was cook the rice first because the rice was quite time consuming cooking it. After that Zefa began to weed vegetables as well as kitchen spices and others.
Dirga still did not receive a reply from Zefa when he saw the phone this morning even until this moment he reached the office, the woman just read it but still not in reply.
“Why is still not answered Ze anyway, you intentionally or how!” grumbled Dirga with a sigh.
Dirga again sent a short message to Zefa because the woman still did not reply to him. “This time you have to reply well, I am sure that at this hour your husband has left,” he said.
The man waited for about three minutes after he sent the message but Zefa still did not reply even to open it. Dirga was upset because he was asked to attend a meeting by his coworkers.
Meanwhile Milea did her job as a housewife after her husband went to work. Although the household life was well enough even more but Milea did not want any servants in the house so she did all her own work.
Dirga had several times suggested that Milea look for people to do homework because both herself and Milea were sometimes busy with their respective affairs but Milea refused.
The woman said if all is still overcome, Milea will only look for helpers if she is pregnant later. “Emm, it's like a smell ..” Milea said when she was about to put in Dirga's clothes that were worn last night by frowning.
Milea smells different in her husband's clothes, “Did Mas went elsewhere yesterday?”
Lea resumed her work and found a piece of parking paper from somewhere. “Emm, so last night from here,” he said again after he saw the name of the place listed on the paper.
She found out because Raka was her friend as well but she did not want to get to know the man too well. The first is not allowed by Dirga and the second Milea also does not want to be close after she knows Raka's current job.
Feeling that her husband was going to a place she knew and used to, Milea was now a little calmer. At eleven, less than fifteen minutes Dirga still did not get a reply to his message to Zefa. The man was so upset that he finally contacted Zefa.
Meanwhile, Zefa is still struggling with her duties and now she is really chasing time. Zefa is already in the final touch stage, he just closed all the boxes that have been filled and then put in plastic bulk.
Just now that his hand was holding the lid of the box, his phone right on the table was ringing, Zefa did not immediately reply, she saw who had contacted him with her hands not stopping moving.
“Mas Dirga!” The woman then recalled that she had not replied to her chat last night, and Zefa remembered not saying thank you and asking what the money was given to her.
“Tanggung, but I need to talk also Mas Dirga, how well,” he said.
Zefa moves fast, she picks up the headset so she can talk and works simultaneously. When everything was ready by chance Dirga who had ended his phone connection now contacted him again and Zefa immediately replied.
The first word that was heard from Dirga's lips was a complaint because the woman had still not returned a message from him and now Dirga demanded it from Zepha.
“Iya Mas sorry, I am indeed busy, if we can later continue Mas,” interrupted Zefa who immediately rejected Dirga.
“No Ze, I want to talk to you now, what are you busy doing?” dirga asked in an annoyed tone.
Zefa explained that she had a sudden order from her in-laws this morning and that it would be taken at eleven at this time so Zefa really did not have time to hold her phone. The woman also spoke in a fast voice also sounded a little breathless.
“A momentarily have to run and have to hurry to finish it Mas so we can continue later right!” Pinta Zefa so that Dirga understands the current situation.
“That, okay I'm sorry, but you promise well when it's done directly contact me,” threatened Dirga who only answered murmured Zefa.
Half an hour after the order was taken by her in-laws, the bell rang. Just now Zepha wanted to rest after tidying up all the rest of his work earlier and I don't know who was visiting, Zepha was upset because his arrival was felt inappropriate.
“Who else ah!”