The Lives of Five Hundred Thousand
Hot mama

I returned home with my face bent. Because, I don't know why I feel upset over the presence of the family of Bu Rida in Raihan's house.

Raihan glanced at me who had just entered and asked," has Nuri returned home?"

Raihan's question I didn't answer, neither did I glance. I walked towards the kitchen and passed by Zain who was accompanying him to play in the TV room. I'm sure Raihan must be confused to see my attitude that suddenly came with a sullen face even the question I just ignored.

Arriving in the kitchen I filled an empty glass with water in the teapot and then I gulped it down to the toilet. After that, I sat in a chair to relieve pain in the legs because I walked a considerable distance.

When I was kneading the little calf next to my foot, Raihan appeared in the kitchen, smiling at me he asked, "why with his foot?"

I was bending over my body so that my hand reached the calf of my leg and then looked up.

"It's okay to just be sore." I answered Raihan's question with an expressionless face. I don't know why my heart still feels upset at what I saw at Raihan's house so I put my frustration on Raihan when he was not wrong what.

Raihan walked over to me and sat down on the chair on my left. While paying attention to me who was still spying little Raihan spoke volunteered to help massage my feet.

"Let me help massage his legs mba, so that his back mba does not cramp because of long bending."

I stopped the movement of my hands and straightened my body until I sat up straight and turned to the side where Raihan was sitting.

"It's not anymore!"

I answered him still with a flat face without a smile. My attitude that suddenly changed like this made Raihan curious about what happened to me so that my attitude turned cold.

"What's the problem mba? can you tell me the problem? who knows if I can help or give you advice."

I shook my head and answered him, "nothing," with my gaze diverted to another place.

"Mh..!"

"Why haven't you come home Rai yet?" ask me to cut his words and with silly questions. How Raihan wants to go home while he has to look after my son during my one-hour stay.

"Mba throw me out?" asked Raihan with a serious face. I was just talking stale.

"In your house there is your future father-in-law and your future wife. Don't you want to see them?" I said with the face remains as before, which is flat without expression.

Raihan looked at me with a serious look and then asked, "Who are my future in-laws and my future wife?"

"Who else if not the most beautiful people in this village and the most beautiful girl in this village." I answered it with a little intonation on tap. I don't know why the words of Bu Rida who often boasts of Risa always ring in my brain and it often makes me suddenly so badmood.

Not that I envy the beauty of Risa because I said most people myself also have a beautiful face even though it is now less well maintained. If my face is now compared to Risa's face is definitely looking forward to Risa. Risa's face looks kinclong because it is helped by skincare while I look dull. Let alone skincare, sprinkling powder on my cheeks or putting lipstick on my lips I never did. My daily appearance is just plain without being covered by makeup because I myself do not have that thing.

But, when compared to the shape of the body, here I stand out more. Not that I meant to boast of my body but it is. I am one hundred and sixty-seven inches tall and weigh fifty-two kilos of grams. Pretty ideal, right? While Risa has a height under my chest and her body shape is quite cool. In addition, the color of the skin also has a difference. Risa is yellow skinned Langsat but more inclined to brown while I am white.

My tall body shape and slim like a woman who has never given birth when I have become a mother. My skin is smooth white without stains often makes my husband Surya always lusting when I see me even though I only wear a shabby negligee.

Maybe if it had nothing to do with Raihan I wouldn't be this sorry. Am I jealous because they've managed to get close to Raihan's parents? I don't know if I'm confused too.

"Go home Rai, maybe they're waiting for your presence." I told Raihan to go home without looking at his face.

After that, I stood up and left Raihan who was dumbstruck. I walked towards Zain and carried him and entered my room. I put all Zain's toys in the room because for now I just want to put my body to sleep so that after I wake up my brain can forget what I saw earlier in Raihan's house. And I let Zain play alone in the room while I slept.

Either because of my deep feelings to badmood or because it is hot daytime weather so I feel my body rage when there is a fan in the room but still it feels hot. I'm going to change my clothes with open ones. Then I chose between my flat shabby negligee already having a tear here and there and my eyes were fixed on a negligent negligee that I rarely wear and it felt suitable to wear in a sultry state like this afternoon, I wear it.

In the afternoon I woke up from my sleep. But after my consciousness had recovered by eighty percent, I did not find Zain in my room. I started panicking and jumped out of bed and out of the room.

"Zayn....Zay...!" I screamed inside the house as my eyes circled every room but did not find it. The only place I haven't been looking for is the kitchen so I immediately walk towards the kitchen.

"Zayn...Zay..!" instantly I stopped my screams after seeing the whereabouts of Zain being bribed by Raihan at the dining table as well as the appearance of Zain who seemed to have taken a bath.

Raihan turned his head towards me and looked at me without a blink but I ignored Raihan's gaze. I walked up to them and hugged and held Zain.

"You're making Mama worry, son, why is Zain out of the room?"my scolding was on Zain, but Zain was silent. Zain himself has been able to open and close the door because of his body size is fairly high when he was only one year and eight months old. Maybe later after adulthood Zain is more likely to inherit my physique compared to Surya because from the posture to his face more similar to me.

I looked at Raihan who was still sitting on the chair while looking at me without even a blink of his mouth opening a bit. I wonder why Raihan hasn't come home yet? wasn't it just now that I was going to sleep like I heard the sound of the porch door opening? thought me.

"Rai, how come you haven't come home yet? didn't you come home this afternoon?"

Raihan did not answer my question he still looked at me like he was amazed.

"Mama hottie!"his murmur arrived with a soft voice and a look that could not be separated from me.

"Huh, hot mama!" I followed Raihan's murmur but I haven't realized the intent of his mutter.

"Se xi..!"muttered Raihan again with a view still pointing at me who was standing before him with a distance of two meters.

"Se xi!" Then I looked down at my own appearance and at once I widened my eyes to see my unworthy appearance displayed to a man who was not my muhrim.

Just because I frantically searched for Zain's whereabouts until I forgot my appearance of using only a short-sleeved negligee and its short size above the knee of the leg so that it displayed my smooth white stained-leg shape. Actually, the negligee I wear should be a short size limited to calves if used by women who have medium height. But because of my high posture, the negligee became short on my knees even half my pa ha.

A negligee but more like a dress. gift from my friend when I just gave birth to Zain. In addition, the two buttons located above my chest were pulled apart to the side because I was holding Zain so that it showed the middle of my chest that was open quite wide. In addition to the hair that I pigtailed originally so that it displays my neckline. It's worth Raihan calling me hot mama and se xi.

While carrying Zain, I ran towards my room. Her shame on Raihan and I'm afraid she thinks I'm teasing her with my appearance when I'm not at all.

I put Zain on the mattress and then immediately open the closet looking for clothes that are suitable for use and displayed in front of people, especially in front of men.

After feeling quite closed and worthy in the show I returned to the outside of the room but Raihan was already standing in front of the door while smiling at me.

"Rai, why aren't you home yet?" ask me at the door.

Raihan didn't answer my question but instead turned it around and said, "I like the look of hot mama." Raihan's taunting me makes me really embarrassed and nervous. While I re mas my knuckle book, I answered him," Don't you think I seduced you Rai with my appearance earlier. I thought you were home."

Raihan smiled and then chimed in with a seductive tone, "it's okay if the future surrogate husband mba saw it?"

"Rai, don't start!"

"It's worth it that Surya doesn't want to let go of mba, because mba is a very special woman," said Raihan look a little upset.

"Rai.It is better that you go home now soon to want maghrib you know!" I shifted Raihan's frustration.

"I don't want to go home mba, I just want to stay here nemenin hot mama. I don't want to meet Risa, she must still be waiting for me at home."

I was shocked to hear Raihan's refusal. Did Risa wait until nightfall at her house? or is it just Raihan's excuse?" ask me in my heart.