The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 71 - I'M A VILE MURDERER
That day, Isyana's college schedule was solid, so Isyana felt a little tired. In addition, since Nek Tjutju advocated checking into the health center also made Isyana think a lot.
At about 5pm, Isyana just returned home. Nek Tjutju looks busy preparing materials that he will sell later.
"Assalamu'alaikum Nek" Isyana said to Nek Tjutju.
"Waalaikum salam. Thank God Neng, you go home too. Hah.. grandma worried. How come you're not going home?" grandma reveals her grief. Grandma was afraid Isyana was angry and ran away.
"No, there were a lot of tasks. So it's afternoon,"
"Yes already. Shower there. Rest up! Grandma make you porridge just like grandma fried catfish. Eat there. Abis is resting!" grandma said again very attentive to Isyana.
Isyana is obedient.
Until nightfall, Grandma and Dina prepared for the sale.
"You're tired. Your baby, you're at home!" nek Tjutju.
"It's okay, Grandma. As long as Isyana has not been Isyana's birth work first. If Isyana is born. Isyana can't do it anymore!" answer Isyana.
Isyana really works hard and slams whatever the situation. Isyana is not ashamed to do anything as long as it does not violate the rules and Isyana also does not want to rely on others.
Even quietly Isyana has also read the vacancies she can get money. Isyana's brain is filled with how she survives raising her child and graduating from college. For the tuition fee, Isyana knew only to live on a scholarship from Bu Dini.
"Yes it's up to you but 10pm go home!" granny Say.
"Yes, Grandma!"
That night Isyana went cramming on the sidewalk near the campus accompanying the sales grandmother. (Baby rich street musicians in Jogja what abroad) that's the point.
In the second song Isyana, Isyana sang a song doel bersafang miss me miss you acoustic version. Isyana was surprised by her anxious friend.
"Aunty Flower....!" call the Princess down from the shiny alphard car and wave her hand.
"Dheg..," Isyane's heart rippled at the sweet crack of the cheerful girl. I don't know, Isyana's heart is that soft. Isyana was very moved and happy to see the Princess again.
It's not about who the Princess is and how her family is. But Isyana is indeed fond of the Princess.
"Daughter..," murmured Isyana in heart.
No Isyana kira, the Princess came with the entourage. Both her parents were complete with sisters and bodyguards. Until people notice them.
After another one, Isyana greeted Mr. Aksa and his family with respect.
"Good Night. Madam Master!" greet Isyana with respect.
"Mrs Isyana..," called Bu Tiara with glassy eyes. Feeling grateful can still bertwmy Isyana again as well as slice with the fate of Isyana.
Mr. Aksa was silent, not daring to look at the feeling of misjudging Isyana.
"How are you, Madam? Is there a song request?" tanya Isyana even offered a song.
"There!" chirps Princess. "I want to request a song!"
"What's a sweet boy?" answer Isyana..
"My mom really likes the best love song" said Putri.
"okay!" answer Isyana.
Isyana strummed her guitar strings and began to sing. Bu Tiara, Mr. Aksa, Putri and Ms. Dini took the carpet under the banyan tree.
They then ordered a plate of fried food from Grandma Tjutju, a portion of putu cake nearby, then wedang ronde and boiled corn.
Although he did not make a tent but Bu Tiara that night his desire had been fulfilled 3 things. Spending the night outdoors, roofed the moonlit sky. Seeing the dark shade of leaves and down and back and forth of campus people who snekos around the place.
Bu Tiara also enjoyed her favorite meal while she was still in school. Until the Princess fell asleep Bu Tiara was still awake and looked happy.
"Mahs... The princess is asleep. Let's go home!" bring Mr. Aksa.
"You want to have a chat with Mrs Isyana and know where she lives. Can Mamah stay at her house tonight?" ask Bu Tiara.
Mr. Aksa was silent and glanced at Ms. Early. Bu Dini glanced at the sisters who stood by guarding Bu Tiara.
"Can!" answer Mr. Aksa.
Mr. Aksa was forced to go home first to bring the Princess and Ms. Dini, while Bu Tiara waited for Isyana to finish ngamen and asked permission to stay at Tjutju's grandmother's house.