The Story of an Injured Wife
Mas Damar Revenge To Mama

Miho and Damar continue their holiday to Hong Kong. The country is last on their holiday agenda this week. There later, Miho wants to visit many places, and also buy many branded goods there.

Inside the plane, Miho opens the window cover. Miho looked out, feeling victorious because now, he was much more able to control Damar than the legitimate wife. In fact, maybe, now most of Damar's expenses are spent on him.

A few hours later, their plane landed at Hong Kong airport. Miho came down the stairs beautifully, followed by Damar from behind carrying a suitcase. Miho opened her glasses, breathing the fresh air of badara.

"Honey, we immediately resevarsi hotel yes. Find the most expensive hotel." ask Miho who always wants to be spoiled with the most expensive luxury.

"Of course baby. What doesn't make you dear."

Many times Damar said that sentence, what the hell does not make his beloved affair. Meanwhile in Indonesia, Yaya was standing behind the glass window of her room. Yaya was staring out, precisely towards the garden, where Arif was working picking the dry leaves in the garden.

"Telaten is also the Arif taking care of my garden. I didn't choose wrong to have both of them employed."

That's what I have in mind right now. Although I was still disappointed by the taste of Elma's cooking this afternoon, but it wasn't Elma's realm to work as a cook as well. I still entrust that to bi Surti.

Suddenly my stomach was hungry and I wanted to eat the mango I had stored in the refrigerator. I walked beautifully into the lounge, when I opened the refrigerator door, I was surprised that the two mangoes were no longer there.

All that remains are apples and pears. Where is that delicious mango? I don't feel like I've eaten it yet. What don't-don't? I went straight to the kitchen to find Surti and Elma. Elma herself was mopping the floor in the kitchen while bi Surti was busy cutting onions.

"You guys, look at my favorite mango in the fridge?" ask me with a high note.

Bi Surti and Elma, I saw them staring at each other, but bi Surti's face looked tense.

"Anu madam, both of them are eaten up the same bi Surti. He said he would eat mangoes and he would go to the market" Elma replied, surprising me.

Twice bi Surti disappointed me.

"Is that really bi Surti?" I want to make sure again.

Bi Surti nodded while crying.

"Yaudah, it's just mangoes, it's just a trivial matter, but your attitude like that, if repeated once again, hopefully aunty can get a better job elsewhere huh" I said, it seems like my words made bi Surti instantly go limp. Because my threat this time is no joke. I'd fire him if, again, he let me down.

Then I came out of the kitchen. I was alone again in the park. I honestly feel sad about bi Surti's current attitude. Bi Surti who is now no longer the Surti bi that I know from long ago. He was being disrespectful and strange. All this time, Damar and I have always treated him with respect. Hopefully bi Surti wants to change again so as usual polite and ethical.

In a short time, the day I was waiting for finally arrived. Mas Damar came home from abroad. He brought a lot of souvenirs from Japan. I did not open it immediately, first I told Mas Damar to take a warm bath so that his body became fresh.

I rushed to call my mama because Damar bought these souvenirs for her too.

"Hello mama?"

"What's up, son?"

"Home dong. There are gifts from abroad for my mom. Later mama can show to mama's friends, hehehe."

"Hehe, could you please. Damar must have come home, huh?"

"Yes. Mama hunt here huh?"

"Yes son, later in the afternoon, mama again take care of the boutique first. Busy, today many customers."

"Well, congratulations ma. May your mama's boutique be crowded."

"Yes, I hope so, son."

There are sensu fans, kitkats with various flavors, anime merchandise, and of course Japanese clothes and sandals. Yaya just asked to buy a simple gift. Yaya doesn't want Damar to spend a lot of money on less important things.

"Thank you for the gift?"

"Do what thanks, you should bring home souvenirs while you can. It also costs a little. Just relax, baby?"

"Yes, um."

His afternoon...

"Oh yeah, that's the sound of your mama's car in front of the house."

I hurried to open the door for my mother. Mama came with a face. Mama must have been impatient to see the souvenirs that have been bought for her the same mas Damar.

"Let's go inside? May it be on the table tuh." invite me excited.

Mas Damar is still fun to sit back while playing mobile phone on the sofa. Mas Damar fell down, and he did not get up when he saw my mama coming. He was even impressed.

"Mas, this is my mom" I said.

"That's his gift on the table ma, mama would like." replied mas Damar while looking at his cell phone and lying down.

Definitely mas Damar is tired again because he has spent a week working abroad. I just invite your mom to open her gift now. Mama was bought Yukata clothes by Mas Damar. This dress is suitable for summer wear.

"Thank you, Damar, you love this."

In addition, my mother also bought a cute hat and sandals typical of the land of the rising sun just like me. Mama likes it all. My mom is happy and I am happy to see my mom happy.

"Thank you Damar?" say my mama again.

"Hm" replied Mas Damar briefly.

Since mom is here, I want you to come to dinner and stay at this house again tonight.

"Mas, can you please stay here again?" I pleaded with a tone that sounded spoiled.

Mas Damar got up also from his fall and then he shook his head in disagreement.

"Why don't you agree?" I was curious and also a little sad.

"Sumpek darling. In our house there are many people. Two maids and one driver."

"You're this weird, man? Elma and Arif will return to their contract at night. Our house is also huge and there are many rooms." I protested.

Looks like mas Damar is still vengeful as mama when mama beat him for being caught cheating with Desi.

"Udah nak gausah. Mama won't do it, besides mama also has a house, right? You are the spirit, son. Keep your pregnancy well. Don't fuss over things that don't matter." said mama gently as she held my stomach.

"Yes ma, thank you. I love my mom." I got excited and I hugged her.

But somehow mas Damar even looks fed up with our attitude in front of him. Mas Damar went first into the room. I'm upset I feel! You cheating husband!

Seriate...