STEALING A NEIGHBOR'S WIFE
Chapter 4 Widower Wandering Session 3

“Hahahaha, I can't imagine your face singing in the world? Use dangdut song again, if I was there I would have recorded continue to send to WA Emak, hahahahaha," Mbak Ratna's laughter broke when El started the story.

“Satisfied! Mba ledekin El only, instead of worrying that his sister was expelled by Mom, this is how excited really,” sumpul El began to frown.

“Hahahaha, a CEO of PT.Eka Raksa that, singing on the invitation stage,” taunted Mbak Ratna again giggling laugh.

“Longly fell my self-esteem here” El said inwardly.

“Then what are your next plans El?” ask his brother-in-law.

“Nah, yes it's bang, I want to join Abang aja work on the farm or in the pond,” said El earnestly

“Hahahaha are you sure El wants to join Brother to the farm?” ask Abidin who doesn't believe it either.

“Iya sure Bang, indeed can not?”

“Of course you can dong, but work on the farm is not as easy as we work in the office El should want dirty-dirty smell of cows and others,” explained Abidin

“Iye, let alone Ceo rich you El never play mud-slides or body odor,” continued Mbak Ratna chuckled amusedly

“El certainly can learn kok Bang, than there is no activity, tomorrow El join Abang aja ya?” rayu El is like a little boy who asks for a snack.

“Iya-iya later tomorrow morning Brother pick up to your rented house we leave together,”

“Horee... thank you bang, wijid no fried banana nih.” Without permission El took the fried banana presented on the table.

“Tomorrow hots!” El shook his hand

“Hahahaha, basic Om El, there is-there is a course of behavior,” chirped Dina Mbak Ratna's third grade SD.

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Starting from morning until noon El spent his time urgently at the house of Ms. Ratna, until the afternoon he decided to go home to his contract, just to,

“Du... Du... Du...,” muttered El pleased, while turning on his phone after riding a charger at the house of Mbak Ratna earlier this afternoon he called nagging at Andreas and told his experience, he said, but his steps stopped when he was in front of his rented house, he saw a group of mothers gathering sitting under the guava tree Pak Haji, he saw,

“Duh apparently there is a new neighbor, ” Sapa a mother on El.

“Oh yes my introductory mother El Farizi can be called so El,” said El friendly smile thin

“Oh, introduce me Imah can be called Bu Imah, I live to the right of Mas El contract, oh yes, Mas El is already married what not?” tanya Bu Imah wearing an orange negligee dress.

“Actually I am a widower Mom, I am here to meet my sister I was a village midwife in Rt next door,” El explained again.

“Means sister Bu Midwife Ratna huh? How to sign here?” cecar Bu Imah's.

“It also happens that I again find work Bu, Mom,” replied El who began to lazily respond.

“Ooh, I see..” replied Mothers in unison like voice guides

“I excuse me first yes Bu-mother because want to go to the mosque soon want to pray magrib,” said El passed.

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Kokoruyuuk...!

Chicken whiz Pak Haji Udin owner of unpretentious contract,

Early in the morning after the dawn service, El decided to run off in a relaxing morning around the village as well as get acquainted with the neighbors, before being picked up by his sister-in-law Abidin, in a place not far away, there were mothers who were buying vegetables, El greeted kindly as he passed them,

“Yes Allah, it is a handsome babang who yesterday sang in the celebration of the Ipeh,” said Putri colek hands Sisil when he wanted to buy breakfast chicken porridge on the ball field

“Ho, oh right Put, but why are people still here? Looks like another jog huh?” Even Sisil who kepo

“Again on what the hell whispers?” reprimand Bu Imah

“Astaghfirullah, I ngangetin aja ah,” said the Princess while holding her chest, the Princess who is none other than the child of Bu Imah

“What are you two talking about? Kok I called from earlier not in Sahut-sahut,” ketus Bu Imah

“That's Bu Imah, look, the guy who is jogging in the field, That handsome guy who looks like a K-POP Idol singing in the event Ipeh celebration viral,” continued Sisil explained

“Oh, it's Mas El who contracted next to our house,” said Bu Imah casually ate his breakfast

“Kok Mom does not tell the same thing, Puput?” Princess protest is upset

“Where do you want to tell a story? lha you are just engrossed all day in the room continue to watch drakor,” replied his mother

“Hehehehe yes sorry Mom, keep on earlier what's his name handsome gap?”

“His name is El Farizi called El, she is widower,” is clear

“Whata...? Widower?” Princess Screeched

“Astaghfirullah, You want to make your mother hangers huh? Really like screaming which is beside Mom's ears again,” Ibu Imah mengewer Daughter herself, to be the center of attention of people who pass by there, and, while Sisil only shook his head to see the drama of the child and his mother.

“Pas really well its name is Mas El si Duda Wandering,” Timbrung Sisil who had been listening

“Iya, although the widower is also okay I still like, already handsome, his voice is good when singing,” mellow Princess while smiling to snack on a spoon, without realizing it, Mother and Sisil had left her daydreaming for herself.

After a light exercise, El returned to the contract but was surprised to see a woman in front of his contract, apparently finished shopping for vegetables across their contract.

“Hah...EL?” Amelia muttered softly

“A-Aamelia.. why are you here?” El asked surprised

“Eluu who is doing here? This is my rented house” replied Amelia while pointing

“Lho, this is also my rented house, noh beside” sahut El by turning his lips pointed to the rented house.

Amelia was annoyed, she was also surprised not to be upset when she found out who the new occupant of the contract next to her.

Then there was a man coming out from behind the door of Amelia's rented house.

“Heh, why did you stay there for so long? Quickly go home, cook!” the man snapped at Amelia before El's eyes.

Amelia quickly rushed into the house, while El was still confused by the circumstances surrounding her, suddenly Bu Imah and Putri appeared.

“What's El Mas?” ask Bu Imah kepo

“Oh it's okay Mom,” replied El stepped up to enter the house with a flat face.

“That was her name Amelia, she was also our neighbor who also contracted with her husband,” explained Bu Imah without being asked.

“Oh yes? How come I didn't see them here?” El was beginning to wonder.

“Maybe Amelia went to her mother's house in the district next door she said her mother was sick, we peacefully fit just two days dong,”

“Peace means how?”

“Ya Peace, there is no husband-and-wife quarrel, actually Amelia is good just yes it likes emotion, stormy days keep them both there just keep what they fight,” said Bu Imah.

“Oh yes?”

“Yes, Mas El will be ready for the hot ears of the days of hearing them noisily, but, did Mas El know Amelia?” Guess Bu Imah accompanied by the gaze of the Princess who listened to the conversation of her mother and El.

“Unknown Mom, excuse me.” El's legs went in the house.

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In the house of El became the thought that was spoken by Bu Imah earlier about Amelia is it really true?

“Are you really unhappy Amelia?” El inside.

“Ah, why do I also think bini people,” umpat El in heart.

“Happy cake, no cake, no matter what I care, mending me shower ready, later hunt at the pick up bang Abidin,” said El towards the bathroom.

Seriate....

Amelia Visual.