REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chaptre 221.

 Rahman, who was disturbed by Asy's voice, opened his eyes. Slowly adjust to the lack of lighting in the room.

"Dec? The darling? You where?" asked Rahman while carrying his body sitting on the bed.

 Asy who was still trembling could not answer, his tongue felt faint to see the findings he had just obtained.

 Therefore Asy chose to touch Rahman's hand, making his man turn his head and realize his existence.

"Darling? What are you doing down there? It's cold, let's go up here. What's the night at night sitting there?" asked Rahman softly, while pulling Asy's hand to go back up on the bed.

 But Asy kept his hand until Rahman's hand could not pull it.

"What's up, deck?" Rahman who caught the error from his wife immediately responded, and turned to the direction that had been still in the spotlight of the cell phone flash by Asy.

"Astaghfirullah," cried Rahman surprised, Asy quickly rose and smothered Rahman's mouth. Gesticulating her to keep her voice down and not make the slightest noise.

"But, but what is it? Why is it there?" rahman asked in a whisper.

 Asy shook her head weakly, before finally choosing to sit on the bed leaning against her husband's burly body.

"Blood, the drawer turned out to be full of blood, brother. Whose blood, and why is it there?" whispered Asy began to fear.

 Rahman hugged him immediately, as if to tell him that everything would be fine.

"It's possible that we're looking at it wrong, how about we turn on the light and look again, who knows it's not blood and it's just the color of the paint that accidentally spills over?" rahman advises while stroking Asy's arm covered in long nightclothes.

Hearing that asy immediately quickly shook his head, his sweet face seemed to be glowing with flash lights that he still had not turned off.

"No brother, don't turn on the light."

 Rahman's forehead wrinkled. "Why? Don't we want to be sure of what we saw just now? We may have seen it wrong, right?"

 But Asy continued to shake his head, trying to hold the body of Rahman who wanted to get out of his seat.

"Don't, Brother." Asy held Rahman's hand so she wouldn't turn on the light.

 Rahman relented, sat back on the bed and brought Asy back into his arms.

Driittttt

Drrriitttt

 They suddenly jumped, the sound of metal objects that are deliberately run --this forgets the language what xixi-in the window of the room sounds loud, sonorous, making Asy and Rahman look at each other with a difficult gaze to understand.

 The creaking sound made more and more pain, the sound seemed to threaten them to leave the place immediately. And after a while the creaking sound finally stopped and disappeared completely, changing with the sound of dawn that sounded so melodious from the village mosque.

"Alhamdulillah, it's dawn sweetheart. We pray first. We better pray together first after that we just discussed this problem again, Brother also feels something is wrong here." Rahman said softly.

 Asy nodded and they went to the bathroom outside to make ablution. Opening the door as slow as possible because Asy still felt afraid of the presence of strangers that he had seen and might still be wandering in the house.

"Will?"

. Asy and Rahman were surprised instead of playing when Rahman's shoulder was patted from behind by someone, quickly they turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when they found that there was Pardi with a smile on his face.

 "Attractive? Surprised how? Wong I just called you slow." Pardi denies.

 Asy gulped, he realized that Pardi had called out to him in a normal tone. It's just that the incident that since early morning he experienced made him Parno and always scared himself.

"Ah, forget. Asy apologized, Mr. Asy had a nightmare so .. so it is still carried away with the taste," said Asy quibbled.

 Pardi nodded in understanding. "You want to pray?" he continued, staring at Rahman.

"Yes, Sir. Do you want to pray too? Let it be all, then" said Rahman kindly.

 Pardi nodded back. " All right, come on."

 They walked together to the bathroom, Asy asked to enter first because of fear and Rahman and Pardi were waiting in the kitchen that was adjacent to the bathroom and Asy's room.

 After Asy finished now Rahman's turn then followed by Pardi.

"You go first, I think stomach pain may be a long time later let the father pray alone," said Pardi before entering the bathroom.

 After that without waiting for an answer from Asy and Rahman first, Pardi immediately closed the bathroom door and locked it from the inside.

 Asy and Rahman looked at each other, then walked back to their room. But before reaching the room, Asy took the time to scan the entire kitchen, where last night he saw a large basin of red meat that would not be possible to hide in a small place. He looked all over the place, looking for the possibility where the basin might be stored.

"Sister, briefly. " Asy stopped at the doorway.

"Why?" asked Rahman to turn around.

"I'm thirsty, take a drink for a minute."

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 Rahman nodded and resumed his long walk into the room, in order to prepare their prayer equipment later. While walking toward the family refrigerator, intend to take cold water to drink as well as check whether there is a basin containing meat last night in the view.

Tep

 Asy's hand was already on the doorknob of the refrigerator, but his body immediately trembled in memory of the flash of the scene he had experienced earlier today. Very thrilling and makes it crowded. But Asy was getting rebellious, she wanted to know what was there until she braced herself to check the refrigerator.

"Will? What are you doing?"

Deghs

 Asy immediately turned around, and he found Pardi watching him from the bathroom doorway. From his face and hair dripped water after ablution. Asy immediately slipped, there was no way the person he saw last night was his father? But could all these possibilities still exist?.

"A- Asy ... Asy ...."

 Asy stammered unable to answer, especially when he saw Pardi step closer with an indescribable face.

 Asy pias face, his forehead is cold sweat and many make the handle of the refrigerator he holds feels slippery in the palm of his hand. Wanted to go from there but Asy's body was as if it was etched in place, unable to move at all. Pardi was right in front of his face.

"Ash, didn't you ask? How come you didn't answer my father's question?" he asked with a horrible grin.