WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
The arrival of Tiwi

Often when jealousy is present, it will turn off common sense, and a person's gratitude, jealousy is not a matter of value, but also because they feel superior to others. Well, that's how my husband always feels if his position is higher than the men who try to greet me, well even though the reality is so, but sometimes, sometimes, I was often uncomfortable when he used to restrict my wiggle room, well, I knew I was his, but to restrain me in every way, sometimes bored me, I knew, can't you behave appropriately as Anwar's normal husband ??.

Can't you just relax ?? Didn't you know??? If I'm good at keeping my heart?? I know my position as your wife.

Ish, I speak like this, not because I want to be close to another man who is not a mahrom, only that I am often not nice to others who greet me with ordinary, ordinary course, but you always mean that their attitude is amazing.

Vegetable merchant, when offering his vegetables with a smile, you assume he has a crush on me, a traveling baker, who greets me with courtesy when passing by, you say he likes me too, you say he likes me too, even the garbage man who took the garbage in front of the house, you think he also loves me. Ish ... that's an exaggeration of his name.

When I got home, I got out of the car, with Fadli in my arms, I walked to the room, I heard Bi Lastri was doing the laundry in the back, I let him, I didn't want to bother him, pity him, it's been tired of helping me all this time.

Upon arrival at the door, I turned the door handle, then opened it and pushed the door.

“Loh?? Who are you?!!!” I screamed when I saw a young woman in my room trying to open my closet.

“Ah, ma sorry bu“ answers down.

“Who are you?” my many.

“Sa sa sayaa .. my son bu Lastri bu“ answers nervous.

“How is Lastri's bi? Have you come yet??k Knapa are you in my room?” many intimidating.

“Eemmhh .. anu bu ... i.. I ...” he replied stammeringly, lowering his head as low as possible.

“Iya why??” I'm starting to grow angry.

“What's Jan?? Storms??” Anwar came from behind me.

“Loh?? You who?? Why is it in our room??” Anwar was no less surprised and astonished.

I looked at the woman in front of me, the typical ABG girl from High School, slim height, ayu face, pointed nose, round eyes, clean white skin, let alone she used a hotpan, and a short t-shirt, he said, increasingly explore the shape of his body as beautiful, shoulder-length hair with blond paint, lenses, teeth stirrup, and glowing red nail polish.

I shake my head, why do teenagers now look like this? ck, I'm clucking.

I saw him, staring at my husband, swallowing his saliva, annoying.

“Jawab“ I asked again.

“I yes ma'am, sorry I was wrong room, I think this is Mom“ room she replied trembling.

“Oh rowdy, this room of your mother, on the left side of my room, if on the right side, it's my son's room, Fadli“ obviously I finally, do not want to speculate myself, do not want to speculate, just because of seeing the outward appearance of this child.

“I yes ma'am, once again sorry ya“ He again lowered his head.

“Iya, it's okay, whose name are you?” soft ask.

“My name is Tiwi Bu“ he replied, with an eye-cart, fixedly staring at Anwar.

“Ya already Tiwi, if you just come to rest just first yes, I also want to break“ my orders while entering the room, followed by Anwar, I also want to break<TAG1>, Anwar closed the door leaving Tiwi alone outside the room.

“Darling, you feel Tiwi is weird?” anwar asked while lying on the edge of Fadli.

“Whimsy how?” I looked at him, honestly I felt it, felt something strange with his son bi Lastri, but I tried not to suudzan alone.

“Yeah, that's how it is, but we'll see first, I'm afraid it's a slander“ replied Anwar, holding his head with one hand facing me.

“Hmht, yes deh“ on sanah break, I want to shower first, sultry thing.

“Hmh“ Anwar replied while closing his eyes, then hugged Fadli, who was already asleep.

I went into the bathroom, with a towel in my hand, nothing was wrong, but why did it feel so strange, I circulated my gaze.

“Ah, nothing is wrong, but briefly“ I approached the floor under the shower.

“Kok wet anyway? What bi Lastri shower here huh?” I scrunched my forehead, the bathroom was wet as used up, even though from the morning I was not home, bi Lastri?? It can't be nearly a year or so, he works with me, but I've never had a problem with his job, he's an honest person.

I dyed, I peeked at the soap shelf, “Hah?? How come my soap is on no huh?” honestly I was confused, the soap was the price was not much, the time no one took.

I finally decided, to go back into the room, to get some new soap.

“But“ answered me while grabbing a new soap.

“Why??” tanyakanya.

“Sobunnya abis“ I set foot back to the bathroom, do not want to extend my chat with Anwar, I also do not want Anwar know that, because he is an excessive human in any case.

In the midst of my bathing activities, I thought hard, what should I do to Tiwi?? Am I wrong?? I've allowed strangers into my house, but I just want to help ease the burden.

Did Tiwi accidentally enter my room?? Did Bi Lastri not show her room??.

Ah, I'm really confused.

After I finished the bath, I went out the bathroom, then I caught such an amazing sight, I saw Anwar's sleeping fose, and Fadli's sleeping fose was the same, they were supine, with hands up, with their arms up, and the feet make up the letter O, ah .. funny they are, can I take it through the camera??? hhee.

I moved, then opened the closet, then put on clothes, after that, I tried to polish myself, with thin makeup, it felt so fresh, after taking a shower, it felt like my burden was reduced, too, along with the climb that I just rubbed.

Tok ... tok ...

There was a knock on the door, I went up from the dresser, towards the door, I opened the door, and then popped my head.

“Why Tiwi?” askaku who was standing in front of the door, while wailing like looking for something.

“Ah, that's Mom, the food is ready“ he said with a gaze fixed on Anwar, who was sleeping with his back to us.

“Iya, I am with my husband soon there“ replied me while looking at him.

“I yes bu“ reply as passed.

I took a deep breath “Ck, son now, why can't I keep my eyes on you once??” I clucked bitterly, because my husband from earlier continued to pay attention to ABG.

“Dad, wake“ I wiggled Anwar's body, woke him up, to invite him to eat.

“Eemmhh“ She mutters, with eyes closed.

“Banguuunnn“ I keep shaking her body.

“Iya“ Anwar sitting, while yawning.

“Come eat first“ take me.

“How are you beautiful anyway?? Fragrant again“ Anwar sniffing.

“Ish, a spout of a sanah bath, we ate“ I pushed his body.

“Enakan eat first time ya“ Anwar blinked his eyes, then smiled pervertedly.

“Ck, you“ I'm tickling.

“Eat you aja ah“ Anwar started touching my shoulder.

“Dad, please deh“ I look at him sharply.

“Ayolah“ Anwar seduces me.

“Ck ku“ I clucked, since when did he become that semester?? Ask for rations in broad afternoons like this.

“Eeehheeeee ... “ She smiles wickedly.

“Ooohhheee .. hhooee .. hhooeee .. “ suddenly heard my Son's laughter.

We blinked, momentarily stopped the activity, then turned our eyes to my son, seen, Fadli was laughing, raising his legs.

As soon as we laughed together, we felt funny about our behavior, and also Fadli's laughter. Ck, my son is my savior. Hhey....

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