The Retaliation of a Wife Considered a Household Parasite
177: The True Widow Fighters

“Pak Gede .. I have a really beautiful photo of Widy. I met you in the bank!”

“Long!” The enthusiasm of Septi is only answered by the Haji sir who sat please awake for Fatimah's mother who is selling fried food and ice Gepluk.

“Original, Mr Gede! He said he'd come here tomorrow! Want to help me trade ice, all ngabuburit!”

Pak Haji began to be tempted by Septi. Like a cranky boy, he glanced at the screen lyrics of Septi's phone. The next second, he suddenly jumped and squatted so shocked because the photo of a beautiful hijab-wearing woman on the screen of Septi's phone was Widy.

“That's a true Widy Deck!” whinek Pak Haji suddenly oreng again because of a beautiful widow.

“One million, Mr. Gede. I need information now where he's going!” todong Septi thrusting his right hand.

“Already, it was told to just go, Sep. Than here so slander!” said Fatimah's mother who was giving change to the buyer's payment.

“Ah, You, Fat! Just say that you are jealous because it turns out you really love me!” said mr. Haji. “Eh, Sep. If he ends up coming home, I wedi (fear) fall. The way to his house is like the same face of your body. It's not so good!”

Septi immediately grunted as he stared at Haji sir. “It's been down three kilos, huh, Mr Gede! The folds are already a bit smeared to the side!”

“But still, not yet pleasing to the eye. Tuh see your bike, ... directly ringsek when it was just made once. Signs of the apocalypse make the motor!” reply to Haji sir.

“It wants to not, the photo. Make printed on t-shirts what jackets. That's a really great present. Million, yes time classmate Pak Gede can not?” The soul of Septi's business thrashed, making the Hajj pack his easy target.

“Times yes, one million?” said mr. Haji.

“Times Yes Musafir Love stuck at cost?!” reply Septi.

“OK, but you anterin me where Deck Widy wangan go, then I love a million. Yeah, no, Fat? Don't be jealous, Fat. Although my heart is branched, in one of its branches it belongs to you!”

“Alah!” Amused mother Fatimah not one bit tempted by Pak Haji.

A while later, Pak Haji had gone straight to Septi. Septi drives his bike at medium speed.

“Hahahaha .. see Septi riding a motorbike so real like an elephant sitting.” So ignorant Mr. Haji, the man pressed his horn several times, then pinched Septi to the edge.

“Semprul ih, Mr. Gede. If I'm why-why,” said Septi who actually has not finished talking, but Pak Haji had already held back.

“Don't first cause I haven't ordered a shroud for you. Your size is a special size. Unless you want to be wrapped in a bag of scrapes with a large gaban, yes it's there, dead, dead!” said Mr. Haji who was laughing again.

They arrived in front of the gate of Arum's house and there was a Widy motorbike full of groceries.

“Musafir Love, ... wander in search of a widow, with help here and there, the important thing is that her widow will be invited to marry again!” Hajj sir sings.

“That's a great ape song, Mr. Gede!” tegur Septi stared at the astonished Haji sir who was busy trying to peek at what was happening inside there. That's what Widy was looking for.

“Wah, the atmosphere fits this. Wanna dusk how that is. Especially like Deck Widy likes the romantic smell. The proof alone, he had become a victim Pongah!” said Mr. Haji, but while insinuating and glancing at Septi.

“It's been proven, right, Mr Gede? It's here, pay. Don't pay to turn left into hell, loh!” tagih Septi while thrusting his right hand to Hajj sir.

“Dicil can not be concerned with further lebaran, will a lot of production to pay employees? Moreover, you must ask for too!” hajj sir.

“Do not install, Mr. Gede. Later there, the sustenance of Pak Gede drag!” sergeant Septi.

Although it seems annoyed and unwilling, in the end Pak Haji still pay Septi with the nominal that has been promised.

“Ih, Sep, Sep. Wait don't go yet. This is just a sheet, if Ayang Widy peng jajan how? Only a hundred thousand? Yeah, I can't have. Ask to buy fried food? Duh, he'll cough!” sergeant Pak Haji tried to restrain the departure of Septi.

“Strick again, Mr. Gede. Take Widy to the ATM machine to see Pak Gede's savings. Who knows, from an ATM machine, come down in love!” sure Septi.

“Rather than being taken to an ATM machine, mending directly to KUA!” sebal Pak Haji, but Septi instead laughed while rushing gas from there.

“Wah .. is there a pack of Hajj?” said Kalsum's mother.

“Yoi, Miss DPR! Where there is a beautiful widow, that is where the Musafir of Love reigns! Hahaha!” reply Haji with his enthusiasm.

“B-bu, Mr. Haji is not a danger of some kind of maksa let alone desperate hold-hold, right?” lirih Widy who honestly became parno to Pak Haji.

Although in doubt because it is not sure, Kalsum's mother said, “Should not, but if so, it has been annexed.”

“What's that block, Bu?” lyric Widy.

“What the hell is that, huh? Hit the unmitigated!” reply Kalsum's mother is difficult to explain. “But what I Know, anti people brought to your house because the road is difficult. Sia is afraid of falling, threatened by stroke or even concussion!” he continued, who immediately laughed amusedly.

Widy held back her laughter. He immediately paid no attention to Mr. Haji who continued to try to steal his attention. From spoiled whining, making jokes, offering food, as well as a line of other attention, including that offering Widy shopping.

Before actually going home, Widy accidentally stopped by Angga's contract to take his order. Here, the secret of Mr. Haji who paid for Widy's order was revealed.

“Why Mbah payin order Widy?” asked Angga who happened to be there and had directly arranged Widy's order to the basket which was said to be full.

“Yes of course because of heart and love!” reply Haji sir with ease.

“Lah, Widy would be more suitable to be Mbah's grandson!” reply Angga reassuring.

“What's the grandson, anyway? Now is the time women prefer men mateng!” sure Pak Haji while waiting for Angga to finish binding Widy's order which is a lot.

“What's mat? If Mbah is not mateng anymore, but maturity!” sergeant Angga.

“What's safety?” reply Pak Haji so less confident.

The gogga who finally settled in helped Widy, so laughed. “If Pak Haji is a true widow lover, my mother is a widow. The true widow. From my High School, never marry again him!”

“That's not worth consuming, Ngga! Actually not just not delicious, but it is not worth consuming. It's like, it's over!” kuh pak Haji.

Widy was busy laughing. It could be an Angga who is very quiet, to want to tease Pak Haji. But Widy thinks the reality is because Angga has rather often spent time with Kalandra and Arum who are used to joking with Pak Haji.

“Ya already, Dy. Wait for adzan maghrib to stop. I'll drive you to the front. Because Pak Haji certainly did not dare,” continued Angga who this time to hold his laughter. Moreover, Pak Haji was not excited and indeed could not reply.

But in the end, Pak Haji even ngojek to Angga in order to take Widy, making sure the beautiful widow returned home safely.

“Yeah, Ngaaa. Choose the right path. Don't choose a path that looks like Septi's body. Not this good. Encok!”

“This is already the nicest, Mbah!”

“Ya Alloh, wonder me. This Mr. DPR, what kind of eyes, his body-like path Septi dibiarin? This if the rainy season, could be this catfish pond!” upset Pak Haji, but Angga who became his interlocutor instead laughed.

“Yes, right, Ngga? Hayo honestly, you are the same Septi already wear any style?! Hayo, hayo!” Pak Haji suddenly jail tickled Angga's waist.

“Oath Mbah, I have nothing. Never been blas!” reply Angga.

“Hahaha .. suck, you!”

For the sake of mutual security, in order to keep Widy's good name as a widow who is prone to gossip including that of the neighboring gossip, Angga and Pak Haji agreed to immediately turn around after Widy entered the house.

“Home Widy really small?” said Pak Haji did not have the heart.

“Yes hence buyin home!” reply Angga lightly.

“If he wants to marry me, I buy it, No! That's why you support me, by the way, type REG space WIDA, please don't make me wait long!” obviously Pak Haji who even made Angga terbahak. It was a very pleasant journey after the widow, even though Hajj sir to gout and all the bodies felt sore.