The Beautiful Widow Belongs to the Police
The Extra Part 2
Andre, who remembered the superstitious stories in his hometown, immediately rushed into the house with a broom that the ancients said such creatures were afraid of brooms.
Arriving in the kitchen, Andre was furious to find the wife was being embraced by a figure he called the devil.
"Mom, you're a long way from that woman. He's not a mama, he's a demon who's disguised. Watch out, I'll kick him out!" order Andre, then he walked closer while saying the verse of the chair with so loud and hands that wagging broomstick.
Meanwhile, Irma and Rita just gawked and soon after Irma held back a laugh as soon as she realized her husband's intentions, while Rita who also understood her face began to reddish.
Andre continued walking closer to Rita by continuously reciting the verse of the chair, hoping that the figure would be frightened and disappear. However, instead of disappearing, the figure that was getting closer was even ruffled waist.
"Do you think I'm a demon, huh?" rita Hardik.
'Satan today is no longer afraid of the verse of the chair. It's even nantangin kayak. He actually asked for dipites using a broom, ' said Andre in his heart so furious.
Andre, who felt himself being challenged by a ghost, accelerated his pace with a broom ready to land on Rita's body. "Allahu akbar! Get rid of you demon!" shouted Andre while lifting a broom, making Irma gasp.
"Ba—" Irma was about to divorce Andre, but was cut off by a voice near the door.
"Well, here's your sandal! Why don't you wear sandals?" The voice of a woman stopping the broom that was a few more stops going to land perfectly hard on Rita's body.
Rita, who was impatient to meet Irma, was forced to get off the car while on the T-junction to Andre's house there was a temporary road closure because the tree fell. Half-running, he went down the highway. Tiredness and cape because walking far enough in old age is no longer felt, even unwittingly Rita walks barefoot. Right now, a girl was standing with her hands carrying Rita's sandals.
Friska who also came to visit immediately nagged her mother who left the car barefoot once she reached Andre's house.
Rita was still trembling with eyes that stared intently at her son, not answering Friska's words. While Andre turned his head straight towards the voice. "Yes, God. The demon is again! Why are they wandering around this afternoon," said Andre.
"What demon?" Instantly the sandals that Friska was holding floated into Andre's stomach, making the man groan. "You said I was a demon? If I'm a demon, you're a demon, too" circus Friska approached Andre and rewarded her brother with a punch in the arm.
"Are you not a demon?" Andre started to get confused, it seemed like there was something wrong with the contents of his head, trying to digest back everything that was going on.
Irma's laughter broke. He could not bear to keep him from seeing Andre's behavior. Since Irma was pregnant, the man was indeed very parno about such things. Andre who often heard the superstitions and restrictions of pregnant women in his area first, making the man always vigilant.
"Ba, they're not demons. This is Mamah and the one next to you Friska" Irma explained as she grabbed Rita's shoulder. "And behind you is the father" continued Irma, then approached Ahmad who entered the last.
"Huh, really?" Rita repeated Andre's words. "Aren't you going to hit this demon? Come on, hit it!" rita's word, still ruffled waist with perfectly rounded eyes.
'Campus, this is more sinister than Satan, ' Andre murmured inwardly, realizing the woman who was wrathful before him was his own mother. Andre patted the eel as he asked himself, 'How can I even think they are Satan?'
"Agod, Mah! Sorry, I thought you were ghosts!" Andre fled in front of the mama who was ready to pounce.
"Don't run, Dre! The child's base is immoral, the mother herself is said to be a demon," cried Rita, while chasing Andre with a broom that had turned to her hand. "Fris, help mama!" he continued, which was answered by a thumbs up by Friska.
"Agod, Mah!"
Andre also became the material of the moons Rita and Friska who were mistaken for the ghost of the demon bin, until they were lying on the sofa and Irma was only a spectator of the drama with her father-in-law.
"How could I not think of a ghost that mamah came suddenly and disappeared all of a sudden, too" Andre said, recalling the way his mother came.
"Suddenly how? Mamah has greeted you, keep asking Irma. You're the only one who's not even bengong obvious." Rita defended herself.
"Where is it not dumbass that mamah suddenly appeared without a vehicle, even without footwear." Andre also did not want to lose, while glancing at Rita's feet that were smeared with ointment by Friska.
Because of walking barefoot, Rita's feet were scuffed and only realized a moment ago, it felt very painful when chasing Andre.
"Of that, don't keep fighting!" Ahmad, who has since come to be a loyal audience, the child and mother tried to break up. "You set a bad example for my grandson" Ahmad continued, leading everyone to look up to him.
"Well, Kak Andre's son is still in the stomach, won't look too!" friska protest.
"But he could feel what was going on."
"Don't make up for the age of Irma's content is still an early trimester." Rita also chimed in while hitting Ahmad's arm and only answered the husband's mesemic smile. "Survive once again, yes, dear!" Rita hugged Irma beside her.
Ever since they had gathered in the living room, Rita had not let Irma get away from her. The warm atmosphere re-established as before, everyone no longer discussed the bitter past. There is only a million happiness with Irma as the source of that happiness. In fact, as a gratitude as well as a penance, Rita held a thanksgiving by donating to several orphanages in her city and in Andre's residence as well, which is sure the amount spent is not small.