The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Drunk Love

"Who, Jum?" ask Pak Haji while turning towards Mbak Jum.

Aulia looked at the woman she already considered like her own sister while shaking her head slowly, hinting that Mbak Jum would not open her mouth.

"Eh, you. That, Mr. Haji. Em ...." Mbak Jum confusion himself must how. On one hand, she did not want to hurt Aulia. While on the other hand, Pak Haji is a person whom he respects and has been considered by Dul, her husband, as a parent.

"What, Syamsul?" guess Pak Haji while looking at the innocent face of Mbak Jum.

The woman who had two children could only give a small nod, glancing at Aulia with guilt.

Aulia shook her head. "It's okay, Ma'am. It's not the fault of Mbak Jum, Mbak will only convey the trust," whispered Aulia.

The mother-of-one tried to appease the woman she already considered her brother, the successor of Aulia's older sister who had the heart to reject the presence of Ammar and herself in their parents' home.

"Sit here, Ma'am," Aulia's pinta then shifted her seat, so that Mbak Jum would sit beside her.

Mbak Jum can breathe with relief, having learned that Aulia is not angry. The woman, who was also wearing a hijab like Aulia, then sat next to her mother Ammar, as requested by the mother of one child.

Silence, no more voices. There was only the sound of a fork and spoon, which collided with the bowl.

"I'm sorry, Lia son. Not that you're gonna interfere." Mr. Haji's voice, unraveling the momentary silence created.

"For father and mother, it doesn't matter if Nak Lia starts to open up. After all, your separation from his father Ammar has also been almost four months." Pak Haji stopped eating for a moment and then looked at Aulia.

"Just, I told you one thing. Investigate first, who will be your life companion later. Do not let, he only loves you, but cannot accept your son," advised Pak Haji with a reassuring look.

"And I see, Nak Syamsul does not care so much about Ammar, Nak Lia," said Bu Hajah as she glanced at her husband, asking for support.

Haji nodded, agreeing.

Hearing her foster mother's words, Aulia's forehead creased deeply. "I'm sorry, what do you mean by Mom and Dad? Lia, Lia really doesn't understand."

"Son, we've known for a long time that Nak Syamsul has a heart for you" Haji said. "And we deliberately wanted to bring Ammar closer to Nak Syamsul, but as your mother said just now, the man was not a good response to Ammar," said Pak Haji, at length.

Aulia nodded, understanding. "Thank you for the advice, sir, Mom. Coincidentally until this second, Lia had not had any desire in that direction." The beautiful woman looked at her two adoptive parents, alternately.

"Regarding Mas Syamsul, Lia can also catch the gelagat, Sir, Bu, and Lia have also tried to keep their distance, so that he does not expect too much," continued Aulia honestly.

Pak Haji and Bu Hajah, seem to breathe with relief. His concern, that Aulia will be attracted by the charm of Syamsul is friendly and his face is also pleasing to the eye, was not proven.

"Thank God, son Lia. I'm relieved to hear it," said Bu Hajah. "Hopefully, there will be men who can truly accept you and Ammar and love you both sincerely" he added.

"Aamiin's." Mbak Jum was most concerned because the innocent woman knew the story of Aulia's grief, when she first met her husband.

"Ish, Mommy. Lia wants to focus on Lia's new venture, this stub," said the beautiful woman, while pinching Mbak Jum's arm.

Bu Hajah saw the closeness of two hijab-wearing women in front of him while smiling happily. It was like having two children at once, the firstborn and the youngest.

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Somewhere else.

Handoyo and Cynthia, who were married a week ago, are planning a honeymoon to the top, in a villa owned by Handoyo's colleagues.

During the week at the beginning of the wedding, ASN employees who served as Head of State in one of the city's government agencies, always pampered his new wife, Cynthia.

The stern-faced man treated Cynthia like a queen. He also provided a housekeeper, to serve the needs of both of them as requested by the wife.

Handoyo also complied with all of Cynthia's wishes, ranging from giving a living for monthly household shopping, money for treatments to beauty clinics, and also Cynthia's personal needs spending money for an entire month.

"Later there, until the school holidays are over, Mas," said Cynthia, on the sidelines of them enjoying the assistant's breakfast.

"Yes, dear," Handoyo replied with a smile. "I took my leave, really. You just relax," he continued, who then continued his breakfast.

The man did not count at all, unlike when he was with Aulia, then. Handoyo seemed submissive and obedient to whatever Cynthia said, making the sexy woman, became big-headed and began to dare not only to argue, but also to rule Handoyo.

"Darling, go to the room, right? Get me my scarf, yeah. I kept it in bed when it wasn't wrong" said Cynthia, as they had just finished breakfast and saw Handoyo move on.

"If there is no bed, just look for another scarf, in the wardrobe, close to the daleman," continued Cynthia, without sin.

"OK, Honey. That only?" reply and ask Handoyo, before passing towards the room. "Whatever to you, dear," he continued who then put a friendly kiss on the lips of the wife, a warm kiss even if only a glance.

Making Cynthia's lips, curling a smile.

Handoyo, who was drunk with love, did not mind what Cynthia did to him. The man did whatever the wife asked him to do, with pleasure.

It was very different from when Aulia became his wife. Although his simple-looking wife asked Handoyo with the word start

please and with a very soft speech, the adult man will immediately reply to his ex-wife with a snatch, to make Aulia's guts shrink, even the son became afraid.

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