
"What's today's schedule?" ask Neta to Kei who is in her arms.
They were both still in bed after waking up. Not directly doing activities, Ke-i actually spoiled first by asking that Neta rub his head. Things like this that he had never gotten from a marriage before.
"Em, the schedule is that I have to see a notary to listen to the reading of the inheritance. Actually you also have to come to take care of the land certificate given by grandma last night. But, I think tomorrow will be if Keni's gone."
"Why wait until Keni leaves? What's the matter?" ask Neta so innocently. Her hands did not stop moving gently rubbing her husband's hair.
"Because I don't want you and him interacting long enough. Ah, if only I could throw him away," muttered Kei who then got a pat on his back.
"Don't be evil, he's also your brother even if he's just a half-brother. Remember what I said last night? I'm not patronizing, but isn't peace better?" ask Neta who seems to remind.
Kei did not answer him, he just sighed and then kissed Neta on the shoulder. Actually the figure of Ke-i is just a cold man who needs warmth and attention. A little pampering will make him feel so prioritized.
"Smoke goes on, I like it like this Ta," muttered Kei quietly but so clearly in Neta's ear.
"You likey? Me either. Spoiling the husband is a great reward. Dad used to say it like that" Neta said with a pias smile.
"I have to thank your father for educating a woman like you. Hem ... If your situation has improved how about we take a trip to Jogja? I feel we need a walk to improve the quality of our relationship and forget about yesterday's problems. The media no longer writes about it." Kei tried to persuade Neta.
Kei drove away, splitting the city streets with his black car. He had not thought at all about his half-brother, Keni, being at home at this moment. He thought Keni had gone to see a notary first with Yuki's grandmother. However, the famous playboy man was still at home.
Meanwhile, Neta who thought that the state of the house was deserted also headed to the back garden. He greeted his eldest son who was embedded in the ground. The ignorant fetus eventually becomes a victim of adult quarrels.
Keni, who was still in her room, was silent and watched Neta clean and wipe the small mound of earth that was there. He did not know what was under the ground. Curiosity leads him to come down and find out about what's there.
"Sister-in-law, I thought you were going along with your husband" said Keni, who was without permission, who suddenly crouched down and observed the name written on the tombstone.
"Oh, is this my nephew's grave? Did ya? Child with you or with Salma's brother?" asked Keni in a mocking tone.
It was obvious that the handsome man was mocking Neta. His gaze said when he underestimated the figure of Neta. Last night he read an article about the gossip that dragged the name Neta in it.
"Oh, this is big news apparently. This is the only news I didn't find on the internet. How neat you cover it. Hmh ... So this is my nephew?" keni said with a look at the little headstone.
"Please insult me. I don't care, but don't insult my son. Excuse me," concluded Neta who immediately stood up and wanted to end the painful discussion session.
Keni looked at Neta as if Neta was an interesting toy to her. With a sassy hand it then pulled the wrist of Neta to make Neta fell and fell into his arms. Keni hugged her so tightly, locking Neta's movements that her hands were unable to move.
"Ken! Release him! What the hell are you doing here? It's not polite!" screeched Neta trying to escape but in vain. His gaze nyalang unsheathed Keji who actually smiled skewedly at him.
"Sopper? Do I have to be polite to women who like to disturb other people's households and produce illegitimate children?" hina Keni to Neta.
Neta who heard the insults, who could do nothing, was silent with her clenched hands. He was angry but could do nothing. The angry look he directed at Keni with his teary eyes.
Neta took her breath, and exhaled slowly. He seemed to be releasing the heavy burden. Although he was currently eager for harsh words, he did not.
"Keni, I respect and cherish you as my husband's brother. What you're doing is not the right thing. I won't try to make you side with me because it's useless to me. But at the very least, you should find out the true story so that you don't become a clown in front of me. Let go of me now! There is a heart I must take care of. If you can't respect me, at least you should respect my husband who is your brother!" the word Neta is full of assertiveness.
"What is this, he is very elegant even in times of anger. I know he's angry and may be able to speak harsh words. To hate me or to curse me. But he said his anger was so ethical yet sharp it stabbed me. He's smart and polite. What, then, am I missing from the news? Why is he talking like this?" thought Keji who then slowly slackened his hand and released the hug.
Neta left while wiping her tears and she said nothing more. Instead of going into her room, Neta went outside. He went to his old shop. He wants to let go of the fatigue by meeting Dara and Reza.
"I, as hard as I try to explain to the World that I am not the Actor, but the World has attached the predicate as if I am the real actor. Hmh ... Even his family members just rate me low like that. I knew this wouldn't end so easily" inner Neta who then left the mansion.
Keni who wants to catch up with Neta and disturb her again must undo her intentions when she meets Grandma Fuji and Sister Dini. The three of them stopped in the living room right before heading to the exit. Grandma Fuji stared intently at Keni.
"Keni, what you did to your sister's wife is too late!" granny Fuji Reprimand.
"Attraction? Oh ... Isn't he an actor? Isn't the actor very happy when tempted? What's wrong with me pleasing my sister's wife?" replied Keni who was so emotionally draining.
"Suster Dini, explain everything to Keji so he can keep his mouth when he talks," Grandma Fuji told Sister Dini.
"Okay, Grandma" answered Sister Dini who then explained everything.
"So she didn't know at all if she sold her mother?" ask Keni.
"No, he's just a victim here. I hope you can better appreciate the privacy of Mr. Keni. I hope you don't bother Miss Neta anymore. He is not at all like what you imagine or like what is in the news," concluded Sister Dini.
"So I've been wrongly executed? It was only fitting from the way he spoke and his attitude did not show that he was an itchy woman. Ah, I feel humiliated like this." Keni.