Princess Reunion Cost
One empty

Dreet..!

Dreet..!

Dreet..!

Sri, who had just arrived at the resort, heard her phone ring. Sri grabbed her phone from her handbag and stared at the screen.

"The mbok? Tumben," murmured Sri.

Sri glanced at Dewa who was in the process of checking in, then she looked at Ardi who was standing next to Dewa in front of the reception desk of the resort. Sri looked back at her phone screen and started receiving the call.

"Assalamu'alaikum" Sapa Sri.

"Waalaikumsalam, ma'am," said the mbok from the other end.

"What's the mbok?" Sri asked, occasionally glancing at Dewa and Ardi who were still in front of the reception desk.

"Anu ma'am, I'm sorry before."

"Why mbok?" Sri began to feel something was happening, so the mbok sounded hesitant to speak. After all, the mbok never contacted Sri, unless there was such an important matter.

"Anu. ng.. how do you say it," The mbok still hesitates to say the incident that just happened at his employer's house.

"Say me mbok. Ndak. What was? How could he doubt that? Is there anything finished at home? I can order it from here" Sri said.

"Not ma'am. but..."

"What the hell is mbok? Don't make me curious. Just say mbok," urged Sri.

"Anu, she's afraid of ruining mom's vacation" said the mbok.

"Well, how can you? Just tell me, let me also know the situation at home." Sri Tegas.

"Anu, I don't get angry with you" Pinta the mbok.

The deg!

Sri began to feel something strange with the words of the mbok. The mbok has never said this before.

"Why should I be angry with you, mbok? What's wrong?" Ask Sri.

"Anu, it's, hmmm, there's a woman ma'am, bring a child, come here looking for a father."

Sri was silent for a while, then she glanced back at the God who had just received the key to the room they were going to occupy.

"Continue?" Sri asked, half whispering.

"Mum's creaks, calling out to you. To the extent that the guy barged into mom's yard. When he wants to break into the house, we're preventing all three of you." The mbok.

"Certainly? what did he say?" Ask Sri again.

"Darling, I got the key. Let's go to the room" said God, who was still standing in front of the reception desk.

"Let's bun!" Excited Ardi who was impatient to immediately see their room.

"Hmmmm, you guys go to the room first. Later mother followed. Mother received the phone first, something important," Sahut Sri.

The god moved closer to Sri and looked at Sri who was still sticking her phone in her ear.

"Call from whom?" Ask Gods.

"Ng, anu mas, work," Sahut Sri, while closing the mic section of the phone, so as not to be heard by the person who is contacting him. This Sri did to make Dewa believe, if he was receiving a phone call from the office where Sri worked.

"Good mas," Sri returned the smile of the God, and refocused her phone. While the Gods and Ardi, went to follow a man who was in charge of delivering to their room.

"Well, where was it?" Sri asked, staring at Dewa and Ardi who had walked towards their room.

"Anu ma'am, she said. she. hmm. how do I say it," said the mbok, hesitating.

"Tell me." Pinta Sri's.

"Later mommy and dad quarreled. Duh, sorry ma'am, I'm presumptuous. But that woman.."

"I will not fight with the Lord. Why that woman?" Sri Cut.

"Ng, she, ng, admitted that she was, the wife of the Lord sir as well," said the mbok.

Sri who already understands and knows if the woman in question is Grazia, was not surprised. But he did not end up thinking with Grazia. Such an educated and beautiful woman, why should she humble herself by going to the house of Sri, who incidentally is the legitimate wife of the God.

It was quite strange for Sri. It's like Sri is a snatch of people's husbands, who deserve to be hit. Though Grazia was the one who deserved Sri hitrak and came to his house for Sri rampage there. Because Grazia had been presumptuous to seize what should have been Sri.

"Mom," Call the mbok, in a worried voice.

Sri was still silent and drowned with her thoughts.

"Mom, I'm sorry ma'am. Mom was on vacation, but I ruined it," said the madam, as she began sobbing at the end.

"It's okay mbok. Just relax. Then what else is he doing?" Sri asked with a voice that sounded calm. He knew it long before anyone knew about Grazia. So he could have been this calm when he received word, if Grazia had come to his house. If only he only knew it at this time and in a state of family holidays like this, it does not rule out the possibility that Sri will also run amok and quarrel with the Gods.

"Ng, he continued to shout calling the name of the Lord sir, with the name mas Dewa, ma'am. But we managed to throw him out. We almost wanted to poke ma'am. She's so presumptuous, acting like she's the mistress of this house, ma'am," she said.

Sri raised both eyebrows when she heard the story of the mbok.

"Somewhere? Edan!" Batin Sri's.

"I'm sorry ma'am" said the mbok in a regretful tone of voice.

"Wes anyway mbok, relax. Yeah, all right there. I send a message to Mang Asep, next time, do not open the gate. Not just for the woman, but for anyone, except my friends," Sri said.

"Sir, mom. Okay," said the mbok.

"Yes, I closed it first mbok."

"Ngeh mom. Assalamualaikum, and happy holidays ma'am. I apologize if I gave bad news and ruined the holiday mood. But I'm really anxious and this thing I can't stand, ma'am."

"It's okay, we'll talk about it at home. Waalaikumsalam, well at home yes mbok,"

"Ngeh ma'am," Sahut si mbok.

And the phone call ended.

Sei put his phone back in his handbag. Then he smiled to himself.

"The Butet must know this!" Batin Sri's.

But he did not want to tell about all this to Butet, who Sri knew was also on vacation with his small family. Then Sri walked towards her room while continuing to smile meaningfully.

"Hot coffee tow? Must be the mbok said I'm on vacation with God. Hmmmm, must be hot... yummy tow? Piye your feelings? Piye feelings muuuuuuuu... hahahahhaa!" Sri cried in his heart.

"It turns out this is what it feels like to be an actor. Feeling prioritized, feeling beautiful and feeling possessed. But sorry, I'm not an actor. I took my husband back." Batin Sri again, with a proud smile that adorns her face.

"Kowe's looking for me. Wis enough I've been patient all this time. All this time I thought God was wrong. But if this is the case, I can't stay silent! Our war!" Sri laughed to herself and walked excitedly, towards her room.