
Sunday has arrived. This afternoon Siti was getting ready to return to her home. Because tomorrow, her kids are starting school. While Butet is seen sitting on the edge of Siti's bedroom bed by staring at her friend who is packing.
"Don't stay here just you?" Butet asked with a pouting face.
Siti stopped her activities that were putting her luggage into the bag, and stared intently at Butet.
"What kind of Tet is, tomorrow my kids are going to school. Da Batra is also masuak karajo." Siti Terang.
"Yes, anyway...." Said Butet with a tone of voice that sounded so sad.
"Eh, remember I Sri was not picked up he was the same god?" Ask Butet again.
"Maybe the nyo guy's still out in town, Tet." Sahut Siti who put her things back in the bag.
"Oh yes, yes..." Butet nodded in understanding. Then he was pensive considering how thin Sri's body was at the moment.
"Out of town what's the new binik's place?" Chirp Butet.
"Hust!" Siti flicked her hand in front of Butet's face and glared at Butet.
"Why you? Can it be, right? Cok you think first, his idop call relaxed cake he said, already fat body now. This is the cake of a TB nerd I saw!"
Siti fell silent, and sat down beside Butet.
"You know, I've been here two days, losing weight straight away. Three kilos I think." Connect Butet.
Siti nodded in understanding, then she looked back at Butet carefully.
"If it's a stone and you're a bitch Tet. Ginger bana mah bang God." Siti.
"not again. Just like this man is everything. The Moan is that cake!" Complain Butet.
"Jan Sadonyo you hit Rato Tet! Ambo indak mah!" Siti Protest.
"Well, Overthinking is pretty." Butet tried to finish their discussion.
"Not Tet mode. Namonyo ko man, want it's male or padusi, sadonyo samo. Ado nan jahek nyo mind, ado juo nan good. We can hit Rato sadonyo Tet!" Siti Terang.
"Yes yes, how angry are you! Gini ya Ti, you're the belly feel what I feel Ti. At first I cake you Ti, but since I know the behavior of the Moan outside right, there I go to Gini Ti!" Butet tried to argue.
"Ohh...! Ambo cukuik pray jo Allah. Kok ambo rasaki ambo, yo inyo will be faithful. Indak, that is... Ambo live!" Siti grumbled as she looked at Butet with a stern look.
"Yes, so it's not wrong, want to share the Moan. I have been faithful to be a son of a bitch, many times his behavior!" Butet.
Siti let out a long sigh and looked back at Butet.
"You were indak piciaan first Tet. Baa your son, baa hiduik you beko, cubo you agiah bang Moan that's a chance. Ma tau nyo changed. Look at Lai Tet. Now make it a lesson. Untuak while indak baa you stay in siko, let each dapek dampen emotions jo re-evaluate, apo nan less crew abang." Siti tried to advise Butet.
Butet was silent, deep in his heart, still deeply in love with Moan. An overreaction of jealousy, because in fact he did not want to lose Moan and felt disappointed because of a betrayal. The natural reaction that a woman gives, if her husband cheated or played naughty out there with a woman who should not be legal for the husband. Which woman would you like to be in? Or sharing a husband with a bad woman out there.
Butet is also not sure his life will be okay, after he divorces Moan. Especially Moana who must have been very hit. But the jealousy made his eyes and heart dark. He just wants Moan to understand, if it's double or whatever the name is, it's really the finish for Butet.
"Well, Ambo is salasai. Ambo baliak used to be yo," said Siti, while hugging Butet warmly.
"Yes Ti" Sahut Butet, replying to Siti's embrace.
Then they both came out of the room. Siti immediately called her son to get ready. Butet enters Sri's room.
Sri is seen entering her clothes into her bag. He immediately turned his head and smiled when he saw Butet's presence in his room.
"Kowe Tet" Sri said.
"Come Tet. Not to pick me up Tet, I'll take Tet's car. I can do dewean."
"Oh that cake. Yes already. Be careful, Sri."
"Let's, thank you." Sri smiled sweetly at Butet.
"Eh, remember me, bang What god of work is it now? How did he get out of town?"
Sri was silent, but she tried to look busy putting her stuff in the bag.
"Sri..." Call Butet.
"Yes?" Butet eats Butet with a face that looks like he's trying to be okay.
"Did you hear my question?" Ask Butet.
"Ng. mas Dewa saiki work in Tet contractors. This is another project outside the city." Sri Terang.
"Oh that cake.. Yes, it's.." Butet nodded in understanding.
"Yo wes Tet, I muleh sek," said Sri, as he stood up and held his bag.
Butet looked at Sri closely. He smiled and moved from his seat. Butet approached Sri who smiled at him and hugged her friend tightly.
"Sri, you know, I thought I was the same time as everyone. If there is a problem, please tell us the same story. We are the second home for you Sri. Don't you ever sniff yourself." Butet Whisperers.
Sri was silent in Butet's arms. Almost his tears fell, listening to the sincere words of his best friend.
"Where do I want to tell you all the same story. If it turns out you all have your own problems." Batin Sri's.
"You remember that Sri." Firmly Butet, while releasing his embrace.
"Relax..settle Tet.." Sri smiled widely and raised her one thumb.
"OK, you're on the road."
"Come Tet. You are also Tet. A lot of thought, go to milaw... Sing patiently, calm down at you first Tet.."
"Ok sippp." Butet smiled and nodded quickly.
"Yo wes..."
They both walked out of the boarding house. In the courtyard of the house, Batra and Siti were waiting for Sri who promised to take them back home.
Sri walked towards her car and unlocked the car. Then put his luggage and after that ask Siti to enter the luggage of Siti and her family. Then they say goodbye to Rozy, Cempaka and Butet. After everything was ready, Sri's car began to walk out of Rozy's yard.
The quiet atmosphere began to feel now only Cempaka, Rozy and Butet, and their children. Not directly back to the boarding house, Butet approached Rozy.
"Well, can I stay here first?" Ask Butet.
Rozy smiled and nodded her head.
"Could I get Tet. It's your house too" Rozy said.
Butet smiled as he held back the cry of his day, then he thanked Rozy and Cempaka a lot.
"The fortune isn't just about money. However, a good and sincere friend is one form of extraordinary sustenance." - De'Rini-