The Retaliation of a Wife Considered a Household Parasite
135: The Shame Son of Pongah
“Fajar who works in the bank where I used to be?” Angga looked carefully at the eyes of Fatimah's mother.
Fatimah's mother, who was still wearing a veil, immediately nodded. “Iya. That dawn!”
“Wah, .. He's a fraud, Mom!” response Angga shock.
“Confuser how?” fatimah's mother is getting better.
“Ya likes to cheat such women, taken the money initially mode borrow!” reply Angga.
Different from before, this time Fatimah's mother did not immediately respond. “But Septi is different, Ngga. Even he who is given money!”
Angga who had been surprised to hear him immediately cleared his throat, “Ya still ma'am, must be careful. Fear is also the money from the untrue things that exist later Septi dragged along. Last month, his wife's family maksa Fajar divorced from his wife because his wife is dragged into a case of fraud the Dawn!”
“That's the problem. Septi is hard to say. Want Mom to send to her father, afraid even there not taken care of and getting worse!” reply to Fatimah's mother.
This half and it was only around five in the morning, but Fatimah's mother had already come to Angga's contract to pick up merchandise. Honestly, this fact not only makes Angga remember Arum. Because there is, Angga became sorry for Fatimah's mother. Plus, Angga knows that living with Septi is not easy.
“Ya is Mom. Just watch, later Mom try to chat if their relationship has started not really, just marry them!” said Angga who was confused if asked for the opinion of Septi and Fajar relations. But come to think of it, Angga felt the two were a good fit.
“Ya is the most like Ngga. Learn from what already. In part how yes, the name of the parents though of course want the best for the children, if the children who undergo it even do not want, how else?”
Angga. Since the last month after their meeting and Fatimah's mother to help his business, they have indeed become connected.
“Indeed, if you may know, that Septi is given a loan of how much money is the same as Dawn, Bu?” ask Angga.
“Ten millions, Ngga!”
“Wah, a lot of those tables. What kind of business would you like to make?”
“Septi says you want to open a restaurant near the sub-district market!”
Instead of taking things seriously, Angga laughed. “This must be because of Arum. Septi peeping Arum. From the very beginning I was, Septi envied Arum. Any all-rounder want to kayak Arum!”
And Fatimah's mother could not shake that belief. That was the reason Septi was so because his daughter was jealous of Arum. Septi was too sure he could succeed as long as he followed in Arum's footsteps. Though opening a restaurant with no small capital, not always successful. Not to mention if you think of tighter competition from the pants of boyband members and sometimes to tear in the middle of the stage when the gig is so tight. Of course, what Fatimah's mother doubted the most was the fact who cooked if just cooking water, Septi did it until the charred?
“Mamah notice, the more days you fit?” said Sumini's mother shortly after Fatimah's mother left. As usual, Angga helped Fatimah's mother arrange merchandise on both material beds that adorn the woman's motor.
Getting the question, Angga who just entered the house immediately stupefied. “Meaning How am I?”
“Ya is nothing. Fatimah's mother is also pinter, meaning her trading brain is good. Even though he is your former in-law, you are both already not related,” continued Sumini's mother and for Angga increasingly nervous and unclear.
“Don't think weird, Mah. Now I just want to focus my efforts, so I have his pride. Let me not make you ashamed Aidan,” said Angga who immediately focused on compiling his trading basket on a bicycle.
Angga still choose a bicycle as a trade transportation because in addition to being more economical without having to use fuel, trading with a bicycle also makes it not to miss buyers who also do not have to shout when going to buy it to him.
In the afternoon, Angga who happened to pass the bank next to the market he used to work, deliberately stopped there. After serving the buyer, he decided to enter the bank which happened to be still a break. But Angga saw Dawn in the teller's chair the man used to work.
Dawn who still wear a mask and are sending WA with Septi, reflex mesem see Angga who still looks typical fried seller. Angga draped a small towel on the nape of the neck and wore a hat to protect the head as well as part of the face. In addition, Fajar believes that the reason for Angga's skin to be much black is because of the busyness of his former best friend was traveling for sale.
Dawn throats. Unlike when acting to women especially beautiful women who he believes are rich, to Angga he deliberately sold expensive. Moreover, Fajar was sure, the reason Angga met him was because the man was in need of help.
“What do you want me to do for you, anyway? My life is really not as good as you imagine!” fajar said after taking Angga out of the bank.
They were in chairs in the front garden of the bank. Angga used to confide in Dawn but was instead given sesatt advice.
Angga stared at the Dawn. “So the reason you always avoid me is because you are afraid I ask for help let alone a loan?” said sure.
“Now the Angga so pinter, yes?” the Inner Dawn was instantly rattled, but he still tried to cool. “I never said that cf. Eph. You yourself said.”
“But you deliberately made me say so!” sergah Angga who was fed up with humans like Dawn.
Dawn smiled amusedly laughing at Angga while crossing her arms. “Tuh ... tuh .. anyone wants to buy your crib. It's gone there! Five hundred and five hundred if it is collected can still make you rich, hahaha!” ledeknya deliberately but immediately mingkem when Angga forcibly pull the mask.
Now it is the turn of Angga who laughs at Dawn. “Still young is already toothless! Most eat hot money anyway!”
“Less ajjar you well, Ngga! Here, balikin. I don't bring my mask stock and soon it starts working again!” it was the annoyance of Dawn that had to cover her mouth when speaking because of the fate of her teeth that were still puffy.
Angga is getting worse. “Oh it turns out you do not bring stock mask?” After saying so, he hurriedly ran towards the next drainage and deliberately threw the Dawn mask over there.
Dawn is still in the park and the distance is about five meters from Angga, immediately shouted.
“Close your mouth, let no one know, even if you are young but already toothless!” exclamation Angga.
“Eh, why wedus(goat) you well, Ngga!” said Fajar hurriedly approached Angga while still using both hands to cover his mouth.
Angga still could not end his laughter. “You are so so the impression you are a son of shame, when you originally feared aka a deceiver!”
“Actually your problem to me what, anyway?” sergeant Fajar wants to immediately end the affair with Angga especially those who are there have immediately noticed it.
“If you are serious about Septi, marry him. Educate her to be a good wife because if I see, you guys are perfect!” firmly Angga straight to the core of the intention of his arrival there.
“It turns out you are jealous?” Dawn felt proud to even win.
“Not at all! In fact I feel free after being released from him!” reply Angga.
Dawn was too confident, besides he who did not know if Septi had fallen and just stayed had to rent a simple contract.
“If you are not jealous, prove it! Because after Septi's idyllic period is over, we're actually getting married!” resolute Dawn.
“I'll be a witness at your wedding! And I will be the happiest person in a marriage that unites you!” angga said before Dawn again taunted him just because the man was convinced he was jealous. “Don't forget, invite all readers to watch your happy day let alone you guys are indeed very suitable!”
So, who will come to the wedding of Septi and the Shy Son of Pongah?