Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
Expelled

"San!"

Mas Radit chased after me as well Mas Ricko, I walked quickly past my car.

"Where are you going?" prevent Mas Radit from grabbing my hand.

"You go to RT sir's house, he can't be allowed to stay in this house, dirtying my house with that cheap lady Mas!" show me to Tami's door.

"Udah, Mr. RT already took care of them."

"Surely they're still here!"

"San!" call me Ricko pissed.

"There will soon be someone who ngusir him really" said Mas Radit cynical, of course Mas Ricko inflamed by the expression of my brother.

"This is my house! You have no rights here." angry Mas Ricko.

"Who said? Proof of transfer from Susan's account is the same for me, pay her money, right?" Radit smiled winning.

"Certificate in my name!" angry Mas Ricko again.

Before the jotos-jotosan repeated, the two people who challenged each other were silent after a car stopped in front of them.

Two men wearing white shirts came out with a little strain, one of them stuck the writing on my fence. "THE HOUSE IS IN DISPUTE"

Whats! I rarely see such writing. "Sir! Why my house_"

They also put a chain on the fence, also a very large padlock.

"Sir! This is my house." Ricko was overwhelmed by the arrival of the two men.

"This house is in the process of trial, counted in the treasure gono-gini that will be considered his decision." explained a man in the shirt.

"What Sir? A gono-gyini?" Mas Ricko rubbed his face rough, also I was no less surprised.

"Yes, anyone should not stay in this house until the divorce proceedings of brothers Ricko and Lady Susan Pramudya Subroto are completed."

"Sir, but I live here and have no place to live other than here."

"Then you have to move out of here, we give you thirty minutes to pack up" the two replied firmly.

Huh! In my heart I am very pleased with the court's decision on my home. Although I still feel a little sorry for Mas Ricko.

"San, please don't be like this, you don't feel sorry for me? Where do I sleep?" Ricko Mas.

"Sorry Mas, you can stay in Dila's boarding house." I replied uncaringly, happy to see his face so pitiful.

"Thank you sir." Ricko shook hands with the two people, I just understand now, Mas Radit has taken care of everything well, perfect instead! I smiled in my heart.

"It's all because of you!" mas Ricko to Mas Radit. Just in the light smile reply.

"Let's go Mas." Get me excited, I got in the car first. I glanced at the house of Madam Tami. They must still be inside, you can be sure soon they will come out and splash!

"We're home?" ask Radit to me.

"Back home, we're done."

The car drove off leaving Mas Ricko confused. Let him stay at the original boarding house not in my house.

We paused in front of Mas Ricko High School, deliberately eating and taking a break to meet Cindy.

I just realized that Mas Ricko and Dila are truant. It turns out that the case of his affair has spread to the ears of the principal and they are both in the law, must not come before their case is completed, it is also threatened to move to areas more remote from the sub-district of the city where we live now.

"Make care of everything?" ask me to start a chat in a moving car.

"Yes, so you don't have a chance to turn back Ricko." he chuckled, but seriously.

"Thank you, I'm tired of going back and forth in this faraway village. Papa must have maksa Mas to take care of everything so soon."

"Yes, it was Papa who asked, but Mas also wanted this to be finished quickly. Let's not cry anymore."

We smiled, momentarily silent with each other's thoughts.

"Yesterday Mas saw Andi to the city you know, he met Kiki."

"Well! Andi Mas?" I didn't expect. Radit nodded.

"Yes" answered me laughing. "Why? Don't tell me I like Kiki?"

Radit laughed, suspicious. Maybe there is a shrimp behind the bakwan, there is also cabbage like carrots and toge. Why not say, Kiki people also had time to like Mas Radit.

"Did you have a boyfriend?" I asked, curious too.

"Emmm, no." she replied casually.

"No, I'm old, you're in your thirties through this."

"Yes, later." she replied casually.

"kok later. Now dong Mas, I also want to see what my brother-in-law will be like." made Mas Radit turn my head.

"What do you want it to be like?"

"Yes not like what Mas, Gimana Mas just fell in love. Hem, did you ever fall in love?"

"Either."

I'm a little gawking. "Who?"

He smiled, looking at me with his head.

"Keep Mas don't shoot him, don't date?" i wonder.

"No, Papa said you can't date."

"What's? Papa forbid Mas Radit dating, continue Mas Radit nurut aja?"

Radit nodded. I squinted, suspicious.

"Normal Mas, right?"

Radit pulled over suddenly, probably hearing my question.

"What do you think, Hem?" we looked at each other suspiciously.

"Papa's equal is no longer strange, right?" I said afraid, I suspect because Papa loves Mas Radit so much, and vice versa Mas Radit very obedient Papa. Don't-don't you?

"You mean? Is it the same Papa dating? Deviated?" he said it was getting closer to my face.

"I...Yes." I was nervous, gulped my saliva. I was stuck in the seat I was sitting on.

Mas Radit chuckled amusedly, he laughed as he looked at my possibly pale face.

"Since when has this head been negative and conjectured?" he pointed at my forehead.

"Yes I suspect dong Mas, the time at this age Mas Not dating? Doesn't that guy need someone to channel his feelings? They are too obedient to Papa!"

"Keep if it's not the same with Papa and Mama, then who else?" answer it and it's true.

"Yes..."

"You?" he's staring at me.

I fell silent, looking at Mas Radit's face up close.

"If you're happy, you'll get married too! I want you to marry a man who loves you, takes care of you, not for his money. Only after that Mas married, you can find any woman who you think is good. I don't mind."

"Kok even that's the answer." I grumbled to justify my sitting position.

"Yes, because Ricko can't be trusted. And Mas still has to clear up your problems." he replied seriously.

"So I'm the barrier?" ask me slowly.

Radit took a heavy breath. "Yes." Yeah."

I looked down, feeling that it was already troublesome for everyone. "I'm sorry, my mother."

"I'm sorry for what?"

"Make Mas Radit a hassle."