P2 (POLYANDRY & POLYGAMY)
MAKE IT QUIET

     “Do you know at this time where the existence of Your Wife Mr. Primus, he is with a man who will make himself slowly turn away from You as Her Husband.”

     Suddenly the voice made Primus' body sculpt, again he looked carefully at the number that had sent him the voicemail. A moment Primus recalled but he felt he did not know the number.

     “Sial, who is this!”

     Primus tries to contact him but turns out the number is no longer active. It seems that the figure of the sender of the short message deliberately turned off his phone because he knew Primus would definitely contact him.

     “Definitely turned off, brash,” sulking the man.

     The rough breathing was done, back he leaned on the sofa and made his body slightly relax. At this time because of the voice message Primus felt if he could not calm down.

     Primus thought of the message, “Two times in one day, is this maybe not by chance,” thought.

     The man looked at the last message Zefa had sent and it turned out to be from the morning. Primus is not aware that today he is also a lot of work and business, the man is also used to the absence of Zepha when he comes home from work.

     “I tried to contact deh,” he said last time also contact Zefa but it turns out the phone is not active.

     “Not active,” said Primus then let out a long sigh.

     The phone is placed on the right side, he tries to dispel bad thoughts about his beloved wife. Several times he tried if the thought came but it was not as easy as he thought.

     Finally Primus tried to rest again, he hoped that sleep would make him forget the bad thoughts.

     In a place that he should not be at the moment, Zefa had already cleaned up as well as Dirga who already looked neat. They are currently preparing to go home even though Dirga still can not unite the body with Zefa but he still feels happy.

     “Why are you smiling by yourself?” zefa asked because Dirga was smiling to himself.

     The man laughed thinly, “No, I just feel happy to finally meet you again even until you can both be the same as you were,” he replied with a face sumringah.

     Zefa laughed faintly at Dirga's answer, she did not know it was cliche or not but surely the answer had made her heart happy. “Gombal.”

     “No Ze, I said honestly,” reply, “you know not the reason me and Raka made the agreement?” dirga asked in response with a headband.

     “I deliberately invited Raka to meet to chat about you Ze!”

     A surprised face was seen from the woman while saying, “Hah, me!”

     “Iya” said Dirga who then told his heart turmoil as long as they did not meet.

     The man told a long story but Zefa did not believe all his words made Dirga try a little hard for Zepha to believe. He even said that he remembered Zepha's face when he came into contact with Milea.

     After one blow landed on Dirga's shoulder, Zefa reminded the man never to do it again but Dirga did not know how to get rid of it.

     “Kan came alone uninvited, expelled hard again,” lamented make Zefa laugh.

     While Dirga and Zepha returned happy, some returned home in the opposite state of heart. The door opened violently until it made a loud enough sound to make the residents in the house surprised.

     Lala who was busy watching her favorite soap opera was surprised by the sound that made her have to jump. The young lady rushed towards the voice out of curiosity as to what it was.

     Back he way closer while saying, “Mamah, ordinary times, make a surprise aja.”

      The middle-aged woman was sitting with her face bent seven, the small bag she was carrying was thrown around just like that.

     “Be quiet, Mama again sprained,” growled she asked.

     “This is what I do not like, angry because of what and where but taken home, will I finally be affected,” he replied annoyed and stood up.

     Lala's step stopped because her mother asked, “What else!” lazy Lala retorted.

     “Mamah is upset with your brother,” he said, “tadi Mamah was there to tell if maybe when his wife was with another man,” his dream made Lala approach.

     The woman's face turned very enthusiastic, she approached while saying, “Then what's the answer from Mas Primus?”

     “Obviously, he just kept defending his wife with all his might even he asked that Mamah and you do not interfere in his household affairs.”

     Lala was shocked and angry to hear that, she cursed her brother who did not know himself and was blinded by love to the point of no respect for his mother anymore.

     The younger brother of Primus was also cursing and scolding Zepha full of emotion. Bad accusations flowed from her lips for Zepha, who made her mother hate her daughter-in-law so much.

     Lala seems to be a stove, being gasoline that ignites the fire can become larger blaze. They never liked Zepha and Lala always made her mother hate Zepha more.

     Outside the city of Fadil suddenly remembered his brother Zefa because last night he dreamed that Zepha was paddling a canoe in the ocean and on the beach side there was Primus who continued to stand while staring at his departure Zephas.

     “I don't usually dream of Big Brother, let alone we haven't met for long,” he said that morning when he woke up.

     The thought of it all day was lost because the amount of work one day to do made him forget the dream but when he wanted to rest, Fadil again remembered his dream.

     “Yes well, I forgot to call brother Zefa because it is busy today,” he said, “I contact now deh,” timpalnya then reach his phone to contact Zefa.

     Twice he tried but his phone was still off and the second was given a break of about half an hour. “Where is he, not usually his hape to death like gini,” said Fadil.

     A little unpleasant feeling arises, “May not happen something the same Ka Zefa,” he said then immediately remember with Primus his brother-in-law, “oh yes, he said, why don't I just try to contact Mas Primus yah!”

     Fadil again grabbed his phone to contact Primus and just happened to ring a few times. In the car heading home Zefa remembered Kalina, she contacted the woman to ask her how she was doing.

     Relieved Zepha because it turns out Kalina has reached home but she has to go again because there is still something to take care of.

      “Gratitude deh klo already at home,” reply Zefa, continue to be delivered with Raka or how?”

     “Soal that later the story,” replied Kalina who made Zefa curious.

     Connection from Fadil directly replied Primus friendly, “Iya Dil, what is it?”

     “Mas, is Brother Zefa there?”

     ‘Tumben Fadil ask Zefa until contact me, what's up!’