Scout Wife
Bad Occurrence

That morning, with a big smile and a cup of black coffee in hand, Tutik walked to meet her husband who was sitting relaxed on the terrace chair.

“This Mas coffee. wait first do not drink directly, still hot.”

“Hemm.”

After putting the coffee cup on the table, the tutoring does not go back into the house, but still stands mesam-mesem while spinning the end of the negligee.

“Mesam-mesem nyapo Kowe Deck? Setres opo kesambet?” (smiling why are you Dek? What sets of kesambet?) Said Sutrisno, Tutik's husband.

“Custom lah Mas. wes wayahe iki.” (It's a habit, it's already this time.) Tutik still grinned and thrust a palm in front of her husband that looks insensitive.

“Weekly ration.” He said with a big smile and stuck out his hand asking for money.

“Nek perkoro duit ae eleng.” (if money problem, inget.) Sutris took the wallet from the back pocket of his pants, as Tutik tried to peek at the contents, but Sutris moved away.

“Ora ilok, ndelok wallet and wong lanang.” (It is not good to see the contents of the husband's wallet) Sutris took two pieces of one hundred thousand bills and handed them to Tutik. “Dihemat, ojo extravagant ben cepet sugih.” (Dihemat, do not be wasteful let rich spouts.)

“Iya-iya. feeling from the first uda saved but still not rich.” The tutor scowled and returned home after receiving her husband's money.

Soon Tutik returned to the terrace with an invitation, and offered it to Sutris.

Sutris looked up, “What else?”

“Invitation.”

“Iya.. I also know that it's an invitation, not blind to my eyes. I mean who's the invitation from?”

“Invitation of Pak RT, the day after his son married Pak Lurah's son.”

“Ooo” Sutris replied nonchalantly then sipped his coffee.

“Kok Only Ooo only.” Tutik back to frowning.

“Keep I have to what? Shouted Auwooo! auwooooo! while hanging on the tree, like tarzan?” Sutris started to get emotional.

“Ya not that too, I mean yes add the weekly ration money, the day after tomorrow must be condangan, yes time does not love the envelope. I'm ashamed of Mas.”

“Halah, there-is just. In part, the invitation is only written for the presence and prayer of blessing only, there is no writing, please presence and envelope. Aye right? Yasudah just keep coming just keep loving the blessing. Doesn't it?”

Tutik breathed a heavy sigh. “Ya not that too. time is not shy, come to the condition Just give blessings, do not give envelopes, yes shame. My husband is a plantation foreman, what do people say?”

“Haishh.. yes-yes! You give it an envelope, don't forget to write its big name, let him know that I am also fallen. Here!” Sutris handed over a 50-thousand piece of money to Tutik.

“Nahh. It just fits.” Tutik smiled widely while lifting his two thumbs up high.

“Bau what is this” Sutris sniffing scent that he thinks is very strange, like a musty smell.

Sutris continued to sniff until it stopped in front of his wife's armpits, while the 32-year-old man was vomiting. “HUEK! It stinks your armpits, Dek! Does not shower you, the smell is like a comberan only.” Sutris moved away and closed his nose tightly.

“Heheheh.. haven't had time to shower I Mas, haven't finished my work. There is still a lot of laundry, plus mamak clothes there are two sacks that I have not had time to wash.” The tutor grimaced, lowered his hand and closed his armpits tightly.

“Already, go there! Early in the morning make my mood just ruined you!”

“Take.” Although there was a little sadness at the bottom of his heart over the treatment of Sutris, Tutik still ignored him. She was immune to the harsh words that came out of her husband's mouth.

A village where most of its citizens work in rubber plantations, or some also work in rubber processing plants produced from the plantation. In addition to rubber, the village is also a producer of sugarcane and cassava, the largest in Jepara district.

A disciplined and assertive character, Sutris is believed to be the foreman of the plantation since 10 years ago, bringing more than 700 people who work in factories and plantations.

Despite having a large salary, but Sutris is not a royal person against the Wife, Tutik never even know, how many gajib received by her husband every month. Sutris always said that if his salary was small even though he was a foreman, in order to meet the needs, Sutris asked Tutik to always save money.

The man gave 200 thousand rations for shopping purposes for one week, and will be added if there are other needs that must be accompanied by evidence, as did the Tutik this morning.

At half-eight in the morning, Sutris left for the Factory on his big motorbike. There was no hand-kissing or chipika-cipiki event, After finishing his sarapanya, Sutris left without saying goodbye to Tutik.

Only the sound of the motor signifies to Tutik that her husband has left for the garden.

Just now his hand picked up the plate and wanted to scoop the rice, sounding quite loud and repetitive bursts from the front door.

Of course Tutik already know very well who the guests who visited his house so early.

Just opening the door, Mamak Sri, Tutik's mother-in-law was already glaring with her hands tracing her waist. His mouth was ready to spit out fire like a dragon. "You open the door for a long time! didn't you hear your ears from earlier I called."

"Listen to Mak. but I'll walk here first, then open the door for Mamak."

"That's why! move aside! want to enter Me, Your body is closing the door, do you not like it when I come here?"

"Not Mak.. I'm very happy if Mamak visits here, especially I notice the more days, Mamak is getting more beautiful. Do you use the products on the TV? who says they can make you 10 years younger? I noticed, this Mamaak looks 10 years younger."

"Ah, you can praise me. But it seems like it is, Add more beautiful I am now, getting younger too. Later I'll tell you the secret yes, let's stay young too You. But now move aside first You, want to go through Me. Your body is getting more and more like a truck tronton alone, closing the road and making it jammed."

Mamak Sri breezed in and sat on the soft sofa that was in the living room. "Sir! turn on your fan! very hot I, can wear off my beauty later if I sweat. I guess I'm a little bit of a son-in-law."

"Yes is Mak." Tutik hurried to take the fan to stand, turn it on and put beside the Mamak.

"Hey! want to make me die in the wind You? if you don't like it, I'm telling you, there's no need to kill me like this." Shouted Mamak Sri.

"Keep the fan! don't get too close, can catch my wind." Shouts again.

"Yes Mak, sorry. Yasudah, Mamak wait here yes, Tutik make a drink first for Mamak."

"Like it I want to wait where, this is my son's house. How dare you set Me."

'Ah whatever Mamak it is, dizzy I am the same god creature this one' Inner Tutik.

Tutik was busy stirring the tea in his cup, suddenly Mamak appeared on the kitchen doorstep.

"Tik, for 100 thousand dollars yes, Mamak forgot, today there is a rally. Mommy doesn't bring money." Mamak Sri thrusting a hand in front of Tutik.

Tutik was forced to reach into his negligent pocket, giving a red note given by her husband this morning to Mamak. Tutik can only stare at the money that has changed hands.

After getting what he wanted, Mamak Oun said goodbye to go home.

"You go home first I'm Tik. Go to arisan."

"Well, how come home, Mom? don't drink this tea first?"

"No, you drink alone."