Sister of Inpar Malang
chapter 29 Snatched Urip

Sister of Inpar Malang

Chapter 29 Mbok Urip Snatched

Pov Lilis

"Why not continue, brother?"

"This is enough for me."

A lie! I know he wants it so badly. Judging from his hunting breath, even his eyes were already covered in nafs* mist*.

Brother Devan rose from above my body sitting himself next to me. Seemed to be trying to neutralize his breath. I also changed my position, which was half lying down to sit. Look at it with clingy. My clothes are still complete, not tangled at all.

"You're resting now, yes," he tried to shift my mind. Reverse, then he wants to move. Before he got down the bed, I had already prevented him.

"Honestly Brother is disgusted*k with my body, right?" my reflection on him.

"You don't think no. It's just the timing that's not right. You've returned my love is more than enough for me."

He rubbed both of my cheeks gently, then kissed my forehead. I can feel the sincerity in his kiss.

"Sister lied. I'm not a kid anymore, brother." I hit his chest a little tight. Brother Devan just kept quiet, then immediately hugged me.

"sorry. I've been trying to hold it all this time, because it hasn't been allowed, honey. Wait for you to give birth, yes. Until we're legal in the eyes of religion and country."

I cried with his attitude towards me. I lack understanding of religion. I feel so lucky to have a husband like her. He was still trying to resist his desire.

'Oh God, I beg you. Don't separate me from him unless you will take your life between us both.'

"Wrongly?" tanyanya while taking off our embrace.

I just kept quiet, smiling shyly as I wiped my tears with the back of my hand. This made me fall more and more in love with her.

"Yes, already. Now you rest" he said, trying to lay down my body. When Brother Devan was about to move, I pulled his hand and placed my lips on his lips for a few three seconds.

"If only this could be, right?"

Brother Devan chuckles little. "Basic boy!" he said while wiping the top of my head.

We ended up sleeping while hugging, but stayed within a safe distance, so that my stomach would not be depressed. Mutual channel of affection, without any nafs*. It may continue in the dream.

***

In the morning, after Kak Devan and Papa left for the office, I went to the garden to water the plants. Mom is going to meet her old friend. Looks like a socialite women's gathering.

"Non Lilis." Mbok Urip came from the back door of the kitchen to the garden where the plants were being flush.

"Awhile, Mbok?" I put down the water hose, then walked over to turn off the faucet. "What's wrong?"

"Mbok is going to the market. Miss Desi, right, is away, at home there's only Tejo. Mbok just want to say, if you need anything just call Tejo."

"Mbok, what is the market near?" many enthusiast. It seems cool to be able to go to the market, all the way.

"Not far, really, Non. Take the bus once also arrived."

"I'm coming, yeah Mbok."

"No, Non. Later scolded Den Devan. What else to take public transportation," prohibit it with a worried face.

"No, no, Mbok. We took a taxi online, yeah. I'll ask for permission with Brother Devan." I tried to calm Mbok Urip down.

"Yes, already. Mbok followed what Non Lilis said. Now Mbok wants to take a basket to bring his vegetables, all the same as Tejo."

"Yes, Mbok. I'm ready too."

I contacted Kak Devan to ask permission to come to the market with Mbok Urip. Although I had to struggle with persuading him, I finally got permission.

By wearing a suit and pregnant pants, my stomach is already visible. Don't forget my little bag sling on the shoulder. I immediately called Mbok Urip to get out of the house immediately, because his online taxi was waiting in front.

After about fifteen minutes, the online taxi that we ride stops right in front of the market entrance. The market is quite clean, even the floor is already in ceramics. Unlike in my area, there is still a floor of land. If it rains it will be very bad.

I miss my mother. Usually on holidays he would ask me to accompany him to the market. I will be taught how to choose what fresh vegetables and fish are like.

Sometimes I also pretend not to know my mother, if her mother-fashion has come out. Mom's a bargain for the price, but I'm ashamed. If the word Sindy, not mother-emak name if not nawar.

All the vegetables and meat were already purchased for supplies the next three days. Mbok Urip invited me to go straight home. I booked a taxi online to wait a little bit away from the market, because I wanted to take a little walk and see what stalls were on the side of the highway.

While walking, suddenly someone pulled Mbok Urip's wallet, because he just slipped his wallet in the fold of his armpits. Reflexively me and Mbok Urip immediately shouted.

"Murkey! Help u! There's jambret!"

Everyone looked at me. Someone immediately ran after the snatch, someone followed shouting, someone surrounded me and Mbok Urip.

"Where's the snap?" ask the two of us.

"That's him running there!" my index finger leads to where the snatcher went.

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"Patience, Mbok. The people are chasing him. May Mbok's wallet return soon."

"In the wallet, in addition to shopping money from the mistress, there is also a photo of Mbok's dead child. That's the memory Mbok has, Non."

O Allah. It's so sorry Mbok Urip. I just found out that her son is dead. It's fitting that he never told me about his son while I was here.

"We better catch them. Come on, let's go there, Mock! I hope they've caught the snatch."

I led Mbok Urip, walked quickly, followed where the citizens were chasing his snatch. Until not how long we walked, there was a crowd ahead. Like I was covering something. That person may have been caught.

Me and Mbok Urip are going faster to see more clearly what is happening there. It seems to be true, the culprit has been arrested. Even the times are raking at him. So many residents who crowded me until I could not see what his face looks like.

"What's this about? Disperse all!"

Suddenly a man came hurriedly into the crowd. Strangely the vigilante period was directly obeyed. Residents let go of the snatcher, and left him lying on the ground.

I held my mouth shut when I saw the look of the person who took Mbok Urip's wallet. It was an old man. It could be said that grandparents with the age of about fifty years and above.

How could the citizens be so willing to warn the old man, even though he was guilty. I walked up to him, still three meters away from him. His face was battered with a blue to purple color. There was even blood coming out of his lips and nose.

"Sorry, Ma'am. Don't come any closer. It's dangerous." The fathers who had broken people spread one hand over to me.

"Whose father?" just polite.

"I'm Tono. The head of security and the person in charge of the market here" he explained to me. It is only fitting that the citizens directly obey his orders.

"I am Lilis, a relative of the man whose wallet was snatched by this Father. That's the victim" I pointed at Mbok Urip. Mbok Urip is still as excited as the body slightly vibrates.

"Oh, so. We'll take this man to the police station, to account for what he did there."

"Wait, Sir! I want to talk to him. I have something to ask."

"Please, then."

"But, can you disperse the citizens first? I'm afraid they're back to hurting this father again."

Mr. Tono also responded to my request. He disbanded the vigilantes. They obey orders from the market in charge, although they must be accompanied by cheers. There are still some residents who are watching us, even from a distance.

Previously, I asked Mr. Tono and his men to move the perpetrator to a slightly comfortable place. Now we are in front of a stall that is still closed because there is no rent.

I gave him some water to drink, then asked him a lot of questions. From what his name was, where he lived, the reason why he committed such a crime. I'm sure from the looks of it, that he's not a bad guy. If indeed he was used to doing this dirty work, he would definitely not be easily caught.

"My name is Sugeng. Forgive me, Mother. I want to do this for my grandson. He's been sick. My granddaughter was abandoned by her parents somewhere. If I get to jail, who will take care of him later? He's ten years old."

"What's the grandson hurt, sir?"

"He had a fever for three days. I've bought stall medicine, the heat hasn't come down until now. I want to take him to the hospital, but I don't have the cost."

I reached into my little bag. Luckily there was a little cash in my bag.

"This," I said, handing six fifty thousand bills into the palm of the father's hand. "Hopefully help his ailing grandson" I continued.

"Thank you, Ma'am. Thank you very much. I'm sorry I snatched your brother's wallet." She immediately cried while prostrating at my feet.

I tried to tell him to stand up. But it's very difficult, because I can't look down, my stomach is blocked. I glanced at Mr. Tono. Thankfully he understood, he immediately told his men to help Mr. Sugeng stand up.

"Together, Sir. May the grandson recover quickly, yes."

"It was, right, Mba. If so, I will take Mr. Sugeng home. See the truth, whether the grandson is sick or not."

"Please, Sir. But please don't be rude, yeah."

After Mr. Tono and his men drove Mr. Sugeng home, suddenly someone came to Mbok Urip and returned his wallet. I rushed to them.

"Thank you, sir, for returning Mbok Urip's wallet." I said with great relief.

"Together."

I was surprised, it turned out that he was the same person, who helped me from the fall of a pregnant mother's milk box while at the supermarket.

"Oppa." Oops, I'm slipping again. "Sir, we meet again here. Again I say thank you very much."

He just smiled sweetly. If I don't remember my husband making a living, it melts my body to see his smile.

"May I know your name, sir? It seems impolite that I don't know the name of our helper."

He handed me a black-gold business card. Very elegant, typical of upper class people. But, what are rich people like in a market like this?

"I'll excuse you. You can call the number on that card." Then he left, not forgetting to give a sweet smile to me and Mbok Urip. God, I'm afraid of diabetes.

In the card there is only a name and phone number. I read the name on the card. "Sukmajaya's Zero."