THE VIRGIN WHO WAS (ALMOST) STAINED
Call on the Father

"If you were Italian, would you build a supermall in this village?" ask Mr. Rt.

"Really! I'm the one."

"Gee!"

The atmosphere that had been quite tense, suddenly boisterous and the atmosphere turned warm. Many residents are amazed, distrustful, even happy when they find out the figure of the father of Julian. Of course, it is also certain, the women's team will show their flirtatious nature when they see a man who they think is so perfect.

"Kok I'm hot, see Julian's dad?"

"Crazy huh? His son is already that big but his father is still a lot, different like my husband."

"If I were his wife, maybe I wouldn't have time to wear clothes."

"If I don't even want to go out of the room."

The whispers and the sound of laughter coming out of the women's mouths simply add to the atmosphere of the morning in Julian's yard increasingly boisterous. Even the figure who made trouble and wanted to corner Julian, suddenly lost guts and more silence in words and worry.

Of course, the worry in the mind of Samsul arises because he has heard the story about the figure of Alonso from his Father. His own parents could do nothing at the moment, even Rastam was being overshadowed by fear. So it is natural that Samsul also feared that the mistake that befell his father, also befell him.

"Explain to me, what's going on here, Son?"

Inevitably Julian went back to telling what happened at his house. He also explained who the man named Samsul was. Hearing that, of course, grew a sense of emotion in Alonso's mind. But to keep his wife, Alonso prefers to try to be calm.

"So he's Mr Rastam's son? It is natural that the behavior is the same," said Alonso kalem although full of satire. "Now you all believe more where to try? My son or this man? Just daring to slander my son in front of me?"

"Pak Rastam insulted Julian in front of you?"

"Well that's it. Then I will sue him later. Even though after I checked Mr. Rastam's wealth assets, everything if cashed is not enough to buy one car that I have."

"Gee!" Again a sense of admiration sparkled on the faces of the citizens who were there. "That means Mr. Rastam's family does not belong to a rich family, sir?" ceteluk salah saru.

"In the eyes of people like me, they belong to poor families. Not that I meant to insult, but the Rastam family is not even on the list of the richest families in this district."

Samsul's face flushed. Either out of embarrassment or anger, which he obviously did not believe would be treated this way. The arrogance that he had been showing because he felt the richest man in the village, was just torn down by his father Julian.

"Tuh, Sul. Now you know, right? Above the sky there is still the sky. So don't be arrogant."

The residents' apologies further disturbs the guts of the first child from Mr. Rastam. The man could only curse from within the heart. Samsul thought the citizens would be on his side, but the arrival of Alonso turned things upside down.

The most satisfied of their dance is clearly the wife of Julian's wife. They were very satisfied to see Samsul who could not wart. They even hoped, Mirna also experienced the same thing. John himself chose to enter the house. For Jhon, he was too lazy to face drama like this.

"Do you want to be prosecuted too, just like your father?" Alonso asked Samsul. "If you want, I'll report it."

Samsul's face immediately turned frightened. "No! Please don't report me, I beg you."

"If you don't want to, please come with your father, apologize on stage at the time when I will inaugurate the construction of the supermall."

Alonso said it out loud. Shortly after that the commotion at Julian's house ended. One by one the citizens disbanded. There is only the Julian family left.

"Dad and Om Jhon have breakfast yet? We just finished cooking" said one of Julian's wives.

"It was at home" replied Alonso. "Julian mending you have breakfast and go with me."

"Where are you going? The inauguration will be noon?"

"Meet business people and officials. I happen to be the source. Quick there's breakfast."

"Mending Julian breakfast on site only, sir. The time will not be enough" said Jhon.

Alonso saw an expensive clock in his hand. "Well, change your clothes quickly."

"All right."

Julian rushed to his room to carry out his father's orders. It didn't take long, Julian came out with a completely different look until his three wives were amazed.

"Yes, God! Is this really my husband? It's more handsome to wear such clothes."

Julian was only able to smile withstanding embarrassment while tidying up the tie that was coiled around his neck.

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