The Story Behind the Curtain
The Unexpected Guest

Seeing her husband's increasingly tense expression, Erli approached Rafan.

“You why Mas?” erli asked while stroking her husband's back.

“Whatever happens later you do not get emotional. Remember, don't get carried away in your mood!” rafan's message made his wife think hard about the events after this.

“What will happen? Until you order like this. What are you ...” Erli's words hanging caused Rafan a little upset when the man touched his wife's forehead.

“These heads are always suspicious of me, I haven't decided anything yet. So, don't guess! Just focus on taking care of Alkaiz!” rafan's word is firm.

“Lagian, you don't tell me, Mas. Try a clear story! So I have no wild thoughts towards you,” Erli said as he raised his eyebrows.

“Do not ask much!” rafan said slowly, but sharply.

“Say first! What's next?” peekkik Erli's.

Erli pursed her lips and the young mother's netra glared at her husband's increasingly distant back.

“Kok yes, can I love the same stiff person as him. Ih, I threw the pan too!” gerutu Erli lirih's.

Rafan's steps came to a halt and he glanced sharply at his wife who was still standing in her place. Erli who gasped immediately whistled and looked at the sky, initially only glancing now Rafan approached his wife and carried Erli back to the porch beside the house.

Sontak Khafi glared to find his sister and sister-in-law playing friendly in front of him directly.

“Astagfirullah .. live broadcast,” he said while covering part of his face with the palm of his hand.

Rafan lowers Erli next to the table where there is Khafi.

“You just continue! I'll go inside, join the others.” Without any more babibu, Khafi immediately left the side terrace.

The 29-year-old man took a deep breath.

“If you continue with the two people I will be more crazy made,” he said calmly while blocking the sweat on his forehead.

“You are, Mas. Make Aa run away,” grumbled Erli while hitting Rafan's arm.

“How do I go?” Rafan brought his face closer, “roll-roll rich you when I stay asleep,” he continued with a mocking face.

“No yes .. I've never been like that!” firmly Erli ruffled waist.

Rafan glanced as if asking the truth of the wife's words.

“I really never like it ..” whine Erli while hitting Rafan repeatedly.

“Mana Alkaiz earlier, want me to tell you that the bundle is anjen.” Rafan looked away as he shouted to his 10-day-old son.

“Hey, Mr. Rafan Winasis ..!” Erli clenched his legs and both his hands clutched as if grasping Rafan's hair.

The smiling Rafan changed his expression, “Be careful! Don't move as you please!”

“Sorry I forgot,” he said ticking restlessly.

While still face to face with his wife, Rafan's mobile phone rang again.

“Wa ’alaikumsalam, what is it?” rafan asked while glancing at his wife.

“Good, I'll be there soon.” Rafan hung up his phone call and looked at Erli.

“Why else Mas?”

“Fire restaurant, I have to get there now. You're home careful and remember my message, okay!” Rafan hugs Erli and kisses the tip of his wife's head.

“Be careful Mas.”

Rafan nodded and left Erli, inside there everyone was joking. Erli's husband said goodbye politely to parents continued Erli (Uncle and Aunt).

After Rafan's departure, Erli returned to his room and laid his body while playing mobile phone.

Ping .... Erli sent a message to his best friend Shita.

“To whom is this man's son?” ask Erli to himself.

Repeatedly Erli stared at the screen of the phone hoping that the friend replied to his short message.

“Jeez dragon great-grandson dragon ..” his hisses are upset with his best friend who never returned his message.

Karen Erli's emotions picked up the phone and wanted to throw it. “It's a pity that this is broken,” he said while stroking flat objects that are black.

In front of his room Mbok Sami stood up and knocked on the door.

“Non, outside there are guests looking for Miss and Aden.”

Erli opened the door and asked, “Who is Mbok?”

“I do not know, when I asked his name he said there was an appointment with Aden,” said Mbok Sami.

Erli nodded and let Mbok Sami go.

“Who's having a night like this?” Erli closed the door and walked towards the living room.

Seen from the right corner of the room look tense uncle's face, with curious Erli stepped his feet. Netra Erli glared as he looked at the faces of the guests who had been waiting for him.

“What are you doing here?” Erli's question made Zulaika and the few people who were in the living room look at him curiously.

“You know him, Darling?” Zulaika shifted her body to stare at the ghost in a comfortable position.

“Of course, Bu.” The blood vessels in his neck throbbed while answering Zulaika's question.