REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chapters 104.

"Drink first." Jeni thrust a glass of water on Asiyah who still looked as hot as possible, now they have moved to the kitchen ndalem', a place Jeni thinks is safer to tell stories than a yard to hang clothes that are open and there could be eyes and ears that see and hear.

 Asiyah received the glass, then drank the contents up to the toilet, until her chest felt more relieved and plong than before.

"Haaahhh, so ... what's your own decision, As?" jeni asked after a while of silence.

 Asiyah took a tired breath, although there were no more tears flowing from her eyes but the look of sadness was still very visible there.

"Asy doesn't know yet, Ma'am. Asy wants to stay here, but said Asy adoptive parents they will not return to this city, they will stay forever in the village," he said once, said, with a voice that was still hoarse the rest of the crying earlier.

 Jeni came down concerned about the condition of Asiyah, living as an adopted child of a family that can be said not so be and always more selfish, making Asiyah even willing to work in ndalem' to be able to meet his own personal needs if his parents did not provide remittances for him.

"Try to convey good to your parents, even though they are only adoptive parents but ..they are also instrumental in taking care of you since childhood, too, so still you have to be filial to them," Jeni softly advised.

"But if they don't want to hear what the struggle of Asy is, Ma'am? Asy already at home here, Asy does not go anywhere else," said Asiyah despair.

"Bak understand, so Ma'am said try to talk good with your adoptive parents. Find a solution together, so that you can find the best way out," said Jeni again gave hope.

 Asiyah looked straight ahead, a nimble gaze filled with hope that might never arrive.

"Alright, Asy will try. Hopefully Father and mother will still allow Ash to go here. After all, God willing without remittances from them, Asiyah will still be able to survive here," he concluded slowly but with confidence.

 Jeni patted the soft shoulder of Asiyah, while looking into her eyes in giving strength from there. As if saying everything will be okay.

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"Hows it? So you guys are leaving this afternoon?" asked Miss Ellen to the driver who she asked to come to her house after handing over land ownership in the village that previously belonged to Mrs Ellen to the driver, Pardi.

 Pardi nodded doubtfully, as if there was still something stuck in his heart.

"Ja-so, so Madam," he stuttered.

 Madam Ellen shook her head indifferently.

"Why do you speak that? You weren't yesterday afternoon I knew you, Pardi. Don't try to lie to me." Mrs Ellen urged the driver to tell her the truth was on her mind.

 Pardi stepped up in his sitting and wiped the cold sweat that poured into his forehead. The aura of a leader brought by Miss Ellen since the generations seems to have a great influence on the way she treats her subordinates, soft but full of authority so that no one would dare to betray.

"Hemmm, actually ... actually ...." Pardi still hung his sentence in doubt, but the impatient Madame Ellen immediately moved and kicked the table in front of him.

Brraaakkk

"Astaghfirullah," exclaimed Pardi in shock while holding his chest which immediately felt pain due to surprise.

 Mrs Ellen stared irately at the driver who had just inherited a large inheritance from her. Making Pardi instantly shrivel and did not dare to lift his face to look at Madam Ellen.

"Say! Don't you dare cover anything from me!" miss Ellen jang.

 Pardi could feel his body begin to shake, his tongue felt faint but still had to be forced to answer, while occasionally wiping cold sweat from his forehead.

"Aaa .. anu, Anu Mistress. Ehh, emmm .. My son, ah he means, our son .. Our son has not answered our call to move" said Pardi in a voice that also vibrated.

 Madam Ellen let out a tired sigh, then dropped back down on her soft sofa and leaned her head there.

"Sa-I, I'll meet him right now, Madam." Pardi immediately got up from his sitting position and ran out of the house to pick up his son in his place to gain knowledge so far, which was almost never even in the fingers let alone invited home when Lebaran.

 Mrs Ellen grinned in her place, finally all the problems she had spent years trying to cover began to resolve on her own with just a little intelligence.

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But unfortunately, there is one thing that Miss Ellen forgot and will not be able to be changed with anything. One day, all his struggles so far will still end in vain and in vain.

****

"Man, still strong?" gus Musa asked Rahman, who had just lifted a sack of rice to his back on his shoulder to lower it in the kitchen.

 Rahman who still looked relaxed even threw a sweet smile.

"Goddess, Gus. Just pray, do not forget the black coffee for sajen," kekehnya while walking quickly to the kitchen santri.

Gus Musa just shook his head and walked to the kitchen ndalem' to make his own coffee for him and Rahman, also a glass of ginger water for the Abah who is currently also sitting relaxed on the terrace while watching the students who help Rahman down all the groceries for the students.

 After all the drinks with a distinctive taste were finished, Gus Moses immediately took him forward. Closer to the Abah and serve a glass of wedhang ginger for him.

"Look at that, le. It is not wrong we accept the young man to join ngabdi in this cottage, not only dexterous his son is also agile and powerful. Ckckck, really looks like Abah when he was younger," kyai Hasan prides himself.

 Gus Musa just smiled slanted while enjoying his own black coffee because he did not want to trouble his wife just to make a drink. Especially now Jeni is busy putting baby Abbas in her room, it would be rude if Gus Musa arrived to come just to ask for a drink.

"Sorry, Gus." Rahman, who had just finished lifting the last sack, was washing his dusty-looking hands and feet in a water tap in front of Kyai Hasan's house. Not to forget he also washed his face making the rays of the face could even make the glare of anyone who saw.

 Gus Musa smiled and waved at Rahman.

" If you've been here, man. We coffee together," Gus Musa invited kindly while pointing a glass of coffee that still seemed to puff the smoke on Rahman.

 Rahman's face looked bright, and without the double ink he just went up on the porch and sat between Gus Musa and Kyai Hasan who looked at him in amazement and pride.

"Alhamdulillah, finally after a long time can menggerasain coffee as well. Thank you, Gus when I was just joking for coffee. Even made really," said Rahman gratefully.

"Monggo in drinking, le." Kyai Hasan invited while also lifting his glass as well, as a Krama arrangement when presenting drinks for guests.

 Rahman nodded and happily obeyed the words of Kyai Hasan, along with them enjoying coffee and ginger that afternoon.

"Ahhh, Alhamdulillah," murmured Rahman with a radiant face as if so happy to be able to re-enjoy coffee that is so delicious made by Gus Musa's original hand.

 But when the middle of the gang enjoying coffee, they were shocked by the sound of Isakan crying a girl who turned out to be Asiyah who guided Jeni to head to the garage.

"What's up, Deck?" gus Moses asked as he ran to his wife and Asiyah.

 Jeni looked miris at Asiyah then returned to her husband.

"Adek wants to ask permission Anterin Asiyah to go home, Mas. Asiyah again has a problem and needs to meet her parents right now" said Jeni asked for permission.

 But Gus Musa did not answer, Rahman immediately interrupted from behind his body.

"Let me have anther, Ma'am."