The Heart of Old Menjakaka
121. Making love while looking at the stars
Fira brushes over the end of her dress while staring at Angga's car passing away. While Steven and Citra had gone before even he and Angga spoke.
"It's so brazen! All this because of Ugly Cockatoo and ...." Fira was silent for a moment to remember the name of his wife Steven. "Partner!" it was exciting when I remembered.
"I've sacrificed a lot all this time. Being a perfect and kind woman in front of her, Om Angga and Mama Sindi. But ... Why do they all prefer Citra?"
Fira shouted, venting all the emotions in her chest.
"And why does Mr Steven seem to love him so much? Whereas all this time if it's with me he looks so hard to reach?"
"What is the girl's privilege? His face was ordinary, his body small and still smelly. I'm sure she won't be able to cook and be a good wife."
"Only me, only I'm fit to be Mr. Steven's wife! Not him! Aakkkhhh!" fira shouted while pulling her own hair. Emotions overflowing.
Nurul who has since stood at the door, even saw the scene where Fira hugged the knee Angga—kini walked over to the child. Then pulled his arm until his body stood up.
Fira turned towards Nurul, then hugged her body. "Ma, how about now? I can't marry Mr. Steven, I've been fired and threatened with Om Angga" she lamented.
"Mama is confused too." Nurul was silent for a moment, then asked, "That's what about Tian? Is he rich like he was?"
What Nurul knew, Tian used to be rich. But now it's not. That was all from Fira.
"He should not be expected. Kere people keep on kere." Fira snorted annoyed. He also released a hug on Nurul's body and stepped into the house. The mother soon followed.
Nurul follows Fira to the kitchen. The girl went into the bathroom and washed her face, while Nurul stood in front of the open bathroom door.
The bathroom in the house was only one and was near the kitchen.
"But yesterday he bought you a bracelet, Fir." Nurul looked at his son's right wrist. There is a circular chain model bracelet with beautiful. On it were many diamonds.
I don't know where the money came from, but it was Tian who bought it. There was also a letter that said the bracelet was genuine and Fira had checked it directly at the jewelry store to make sure.
Maybe if not original, the girl will not be willing to go back to dating him. Because he was bored.
"Yes, but I don't know where the money is coming from. He could've stolen, Ma."
"Stolen time? It's not possible."
"Yes I'm not sure. You see, I've seen the balance in the ATM just a little." Fira wiped her wet face with a towel, then went out the bathroom and approached Nurul. "Ever time have a company, but want to go out of business. While Mr. Steven .. his company was so successful. There are even many other companies that want to work with him. He also has many apartment units that cost tens of millions in one lease. Car dealer, some hape shop and yesterday he was planning to build the Mall. That's a lot, isn't it, Ma, the money? I drooled a lot. I wanted to be his wife and feel the money!" Fira clenched both of her hands. Feeling anxious, but confused by the circumstances. "Why is God unfair? From small I am poor to big I am still poor! I want to be rich, Ma!"
"Mama wants to be rich, too, Fir."
"It's all because of Mama! Mama should have married a rich man, not with a poor and sickly Papa kept dying!" his protest.
"You're crazy, huh? If you're not married to your father, there's no you, Fir!" sentak Nurul was angry.
Fira clucked in annoyance as she folded her hands over her chest. "Yes, now you're a widow, you're looking for rich om-om. So that he would marry Mama and we could live a good life."
"Shouldn't be Mama. You're old, you're old, Fir."
"I don't like om-om." Fira nodded quickly.
"Steven and Tian also Om-om know."
"But they're handsome. What else Mr. Steven, looks like a Korean Oppa."
"Yes you look for handsome om-om like them. Time can't get? Oh... Tonight's Sunday night, you better go to the bar" Nurul suggested.
"Search Om-om tajir."
"No way! The bar is where people are not right. Later I was raped and thought to be selling myself. I'm still a virgin, Ma."
Nurul breathed heavily, then massaged his forehead. It feels so dizzy. He was silent for a while to get an idea, then asked, "You got a picture of Steven don't you?"
"Have, what do you want to do?"
"Tomorrow we go to the shaman. We pellet Steven so he likes you and leaves his wife."
"It's not that pellets are lies, is it?" Fira often watched gossip shows and a lot of shows about shamans recently. It all makes him unsure.
"Who's the lie? That's original. Let's prove it tomorrow."
"Yes, it's up to Mama. I'm just trying to figure out what's important about getting married to Steven."
"Good, that's Mama's new son." Nurul smiled widely and stroked the top of Fira's hair.
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Jarwo's car stopped in front of a five-star hotel located in Central Jakarta. Then, Steven also invited Citra to get off the car together.
"Why are we going to the hotel, Om?" ask Citra confused. Her hand was held by Steven and then stepped following her husband into the building.
"I told you I would check in at the hotel. You forgot, huh?" Steven's footsteps stopped in front of the receptionist. A lot of people wanted to check in as well, so he was in line. "It just so happens to be Sunday night, Cit. How about we make love while looking at the stars from the window. It must be romantic. You want to, right?"
"Can you, yes, make love while looking at the stars?" Eyebrows Citra linked. Not sure about Steven.
"Yes, time can't."
"But then do not focus dong Om berbintanya."
"Focus it."
"But I want Om to look at me while making love, not look at the stars."
"Yes, just mending the star who sees us. Then how is it?"
"May also." Image chuckles, so does Steven. "But she'll be jealous, won't she?"
"Let it be envious. His name is also ...." Steven's words hang when his phone rings in his pocket. Quickly he reached out and took the phone, then answered the phone that turned out to be from Sindi. "Hello, Ma?"
"Where are you and Citra, Stev?"
"It's in the hotel."
"When in the hotel?"
"You're making cakes, not Mama's business." Steven snorted in annoyance while rolling his eyeballs lazily.
"Curtain! you're not fucking rude, Stev!" sindi shouted furiously. Steven's answer sounded annoying to him. "Just you and Citra should come to the boutique Miss Santi! Wait for you right now!" sindi resolutely. His voice was so loud that it made Steven's ears hurt.
...Pity me, do not make love while looking at the stars. Good email 😆...