The Bitter Three's
Dining Table

In the morning, the,

The weather was cloudy, as was Susan's heart.

Zircons, though,

Huh!

Susan snorted in annoyance as she stared out the window of her room. The view of the inner garden lay in front of him.

He had just put himself in makeup and was about to get ready for the office. While choosing the jewelry he was going to wear, he saw Jefry's ring and was stunned.

Galuh did ask permission to bring the ring after Susan came home on reception day. He didn't expect the man to take him for a test on David's orders.

At least, now he knew what kind of man Jefry was.

Wouldn't let him meet again!

In plain view, the ring holder is made of white gold. And glittering eyes that shine. He thought it was a diamond, it was a zircon.

The vegetables smell the smell of food from the outside.

The smell of freshly roasted croisant and pastrami meat.

Hanifah just finished grilling breakfast. Despite having a lot of ART, Alwa and Hanifa took care of the needs of her own husband. Food, clothes, even cleaning David's shoes and bags, those who do.

The two of them also did not room with David, but routinely cleaned David's room.

Susan's stomach was rumbling.

So she put Jefry's ring in a small jewelry box, grabbed her bag and shoes and walked out of the room.

"Assalamu'alaikum Ma'am Susaaaaaaannnn!" Alwa who was cleaning the dining table greeted him cheerfully.

Susan did not return her greetings. He looked at the dining table.

Usually David sits in the main corner of the dining table, leading to the window. Maybe he likes to see the garden view while eating. Alwa and Hanifah occupy the seats on their left and right.

Seeing that there was a set plate next to Alwa, Susan guessed that it was her chair.

"You, second wife, what's your name?" susan straightened her chin.

"Eh, I'm Alwa Mbak,"

"Your money?"

"hem, 23 years old,"

"I'm 4 years older than you. Why do you think I want to sit next to you?"

Alwa.

Hanifah was also immediately tense from watching from afar.

"Also, don't you dare equate me with you and Hanifa. Not comparable. Your life depends on David, unlike me, being able to make money on his own!"

Alwa took a breath.

He's shaking.

Really, he didn't mean to put Susan's plate set next to him. It happens automatically when setting the table, odd numbers with odd, even with even.

"Well, if you want, Susan could occupy my seat to Abi's right" Alwa stuttered in fear.

"I don't want that either" Susan walked to the other end. Then sit back against the window.

Let the view of David's garden be disturbed by me,

Think Susan jahil.

"My position is not behind David, but on the side. Equivalent. Remember that," Susan fumed.

"Ba-ba-ba-ba-well Mbaaaaak," Alwa immediately half ran into the kitchen, then hid on Hanifah's back.

"But Susan," Hanifah tried to defend Alwa. "It is appropriate that the husband is the Imam in the family, we are not able to be equal, Ma'am,"

"I as a makmum can replace the Imam if I feel the lecture is boring. Which priest can choose makmum?!" susan Sahut.

Alwa and Hanifah gawked.

"Astaghfirullahaladziiim," they tried to be patient.

"So your parable makes no sense,"

"The main sin of the wife is against the husband, so women occupy the most hell" David said. He had heard the noise from his room.

"Wife against husband means dong, who knows her husband feels mendzolimi wife," said Susan.

"It's not a concept of marriage. Two people love and respect each other, not wanting the other to suffer. The concept of praying to kiss the husband's feet is not in my dictionary. But if you want to kiss my feet, it's okay,"

David frowning.

"Have your life been like that?"

"Therefore I can be at the top" Susan shrugged her shoulders. "Higher than men. Even my Papa,"

"As long as you still use emotions, the top position will only be occupied for a while. Look at it now, falling too. Leaders are sought who can use logic. We are, the priests,"

"When are you talking about this? I'm jabanin,"

"Oh, have you lost?"

"It's not hard to lose, it's tired to serve a great pretentious guy like you, because I'm hungry and 9 o'clock has to meet," Susan opened the window and lit her cigarette.

"Hanifah, make coffee" Susan said.

"Good Ma'am,"

"That's it," cut David. "He can make his own, Hanifah is not a maid,"

"Oh, right?! I thought she was your maid. End of the appearance of planga-plongo, Bi, make coffee,"

"Don't, Susan can make her own coffee" David said.

Aunt ART is confused.

"I pay 3x my aunt's salary now, if she's willing to serve me while I'm staying in this house. If you still don't want to, I call Raka and Galuh to come in and make me coffee" Susan smiled cunningly. "They can even hit the storm if I order,"

"Sa-sa-I make coffee" said Bibi ART. Not because of the salary, but he just didn't want any fights in the morning.

Brakk!

David kicked down the dining table. I can't wait for Susan's behavior.

"I don't like the rules in this house being ruffled around. Your uncivilized attitude has made everyone's feelings so harmonious. Not all of you can command at will!"

Susan looked at David expressionlessly. It was clear that he was not afraid like Alwa and Hanifah who immediately covered the corner of the kitchen.

All ART peek-peeking wanted to see the commotion that was happening.

A cynical smile fell on Susan's red lips. He put his cigarette on the glass table, because he was not given an ashtray, then got up and walked toward David's chair.

The woman sat down on the table, in front of David.

Then crossed his legs.

He bowed slightly so that David could hear his words more clearly.

"The more you try to control my life, the more I will fight back. You think the concept of religion will make my heart stir? Try to find another way, Lord High Priest,"

"I hope God will give you guidance" murmured David.

"I hope that God will give you consciousness, otherwise all women can be asked to kneel before you, only with the capital of agreement" Susan said.

"I make love to a lot of men, but you're the only one I don't want to touch" Susan whispered.

David's face immediately flushed with anger.

Susan's annoying laughter echoed in her ears. The woman snatched her bag and walked away triumphantly.

"Sir," whispered Alwa as she sobbed, "This is because of akuuuu, how is this?"

"Ssh, I don't think you've done anything wrong, Dek," whispered Hanifah as she stroked Alwa's back.

"But so fight again they are," Isak Alwa.

"Hanifah, Alwa," call David.

"Abi-iya?" answer them simultaneously.

"Here, breakfast,"

"Oh yes Abi," and they each occupied their seats while eating in silence.

"So Susan ate?" ask David.

"No, he just smokes, Abi,"

"Hanifah, please deliver the bread to his office, you can go with my driver after breakfast" David said.

"I want to come, can Abi?" ask Alwa. "This incident happened because I mismanaged the dinner table,"

"Maybe," murmured David. "And also, you're not wrong, just stupid Susannya,"