Widows Complex

Widows Complex
36. What Are You Going to Do Auntie?!


Rihana and Maya continue to knock on the door of the Son's house. But there's no answer. Rihana and Maya looked at each other, their eyebrows also rose as if hinting at something.


“The young bitch has dared to make our Son not answer greetings from us,” muttered Maya growling because it cannot be said from the Son.


“True,” Rihana glanced to her right-left. “Eh, where's that hyper widow? Is he still squatting weakly under the tree?” rihana also realized that Imelda does not exist.


Maya glanced straight at the tree above the sidewalk of the road.


“Jeng, look there. Not busy crashing young actors. The hyper widow was busy picking up the food and drink she had dropped herself. Where while crying like a child tk,” said Maya pointed her index finger straight towards the road.


“You handle the Son together ***** the young. While I will handle the stupid hyper widow,” said Rihana split the task.


“Go!” sahut Maya nodded.


Maya enters the house, Rihana goes back out to meet Imelda.


“Why not come with us?” rihana asked after he stood before Imelda.


Imelda turned her head with both eyes filled with clear liquid.


“Nangis?” ask Rihana.


“E-not, just glitter,” said Imelda lied, her hands wiped tears have not spilled into both cheeks.


Rihana clasped Imelda's wrist, pulling Imelda forcibly until she stood opposite him.


“Ke-why does jeng Rihana pull me like that?” ask Imelda lirih.


“Hever felt the pain how lived and betrayed, right?” rihana asked, frowning his forehead indicating he was being serious.


“I'm self-conscious. I deserve to be betrayed like this,” said Imelda sound resigned and it makes Rihana want to slap and scold her.


Rihana repeatedly took a deep breath, then he stared fixedly at the two eyes of Imelda.


“This surrender signifies if you are indeed very weak. Remember that! Your sacrifice of being able to make a Son like this for 1 year is not easy. Time just because your young whore wants to give up? What kind of hyper widow are you? no weight!” chirps Rihana .


“Maybe the Son is saturated here alone without a friend. So, such things are not natural,” said Imelda still defending Putra.


“Come! Never mind, let's come with me to go inside,” hela Rihana resigned.


Losing the debate with Imelda's attitude and kind nature, Rihana preferred to end the conversation, bringing Imelda into the Son's house. However, once in the living room, Imelda and Rihana heard Maya's laughter and Salsabila's laughter.


Curious, Rihana pulled Imelda to come inside to the origin of the laughter. Imelda and Rihana's footsteps stopped in the kitchen and dining room, their eyes straight ahead, seeing Maya and Salsabila standing behind the dining chair where the Son was sitting. Each of Maya and Salsabila's hands held a plate containing spaghetti food.


“What the hell are you two doing?!” namel Rihana was so seeing the look on the face of the depressed Son, while stepping closer to Maya.


Realizing Imelda standing in front of the dining room door, the Son immediately moved from his seat to Imelda. However, Imelda instead left the room.


The son continued to pursue Imelda while calling her name.


“Imelda, Imelda please stop. I-I can explain about this all!”


“Nothing to explain anymore. I've seen it firsthand with both of my eyes if you sweep with the girl so affectionately. I also saw the girl kissing your cheek, and you didn't seem to turn her down,” Imelda continued walking through the tv room and living room.


The son moved his legs more quickly, his hands stretched out long so that he could pull Imelda's hand to stop Imelda's footsteps.


“You misunderstood!” tepis Putra managed to hold Imelda.


Imelda and Putra stood facing each other, their two eyes meeting each other even though the distance was too far.


“I don't think I misunderstood. If you're going to say I misunderstood you should stay away from that girl if she forces you. But..it seems that everything is not done by force but like equally like,” said Imelda held tightness in her chest.


Not to explain the real events to Imelda. Salsabila instead took his bag located on the guest sofa, then left with a disappointed face as if he felt the Son was really guilty.


“Salsabila!” call the Son, his face turned towards the door of the house, watching Salsabila continue to walk regardless of the call of the Son.


“Oh, so the girl's name is Salsabila?” chirps Imelda also set her eyes to Salsabila has entered the car.


“Iya, he is a classmate on campus,” said Son calmly.


Imelda's jealousy and anger increased. But he had to hold it in order to get complete information about the relationship between the Son and Salsabila.


Rihana and Maya approach. Rihana stood beside Imelda, while Maya stood beside Putra.


“You are so hearty. If it is only to teach a girl to be able to organize the house, you should not need to approach it that close. Until you kiss the girl. Son, auntie ask you. What less monthly money does Imelda send you so you look for a side like this?” ask Maya in the ambiguous last sentence.


Imelda further rounded her eyes. The dirty thought of the Son's side job makes Imelda not out of thought if the Son is determined to do dirty things when he is not here.


Without waiting for the continuation of the conversation Maya and Putra. Imelda stepped unsteadily, a clear liquid almost filling her eye patch, making her gaze foggy.


Aplaaakk!!!! Plaaac!!


Hard slaps landed on both cheeks of the Son. Maya and Rihana were stunned, not believing that Imelda was so gentle and forgiving that she could do something like this.


“May you be successful here. I'll keep sending you tuition and monthly fees until you're done. Excuse me for coming home!” imelda said with a trembling voice holding so tight a cry in her chest.


Imelda stepped away, carrying back her suitcase and purse.


“Imelda, Imelda. I can explain the truth!” shouting Son.


Imelda did not look back. Imelda continued walking with a cry slowly breaking from her lips, as soon as she reached the side of the road, Imelda stopped her taxi, and she climbed up, heading to the airport.


The son could not say anything more, this time he could only kneel staring at the back of the taxi slowly away from his sight.


“Imelda..” murmured Desperate Son.


“That's patient, yes!” rihana stroked the left shoulder of the Son from behind.


“Tante doesn't blame you for taking on an extra job as a teacher who teaches house cleaning procedures. Auntie also does not blame Imelda jealous of you. If aunty becomes Imelda, of course all material needs every month will stop aunt. In contrast to Imelda, she was so gentle and able to forgive others even though that person made her heart ache a lot. The intimacy when you stand behind Salsabila while holding both hands has made aunt and jeng Rihana quite misunderstood. Especially when you get a kiss instead of getting angry but chasing after the girl. Truly a sight that makes everyone heartache!” celoteh Maya at length.


“Sorry, I was just in shock. About teaching me how to sweep well, I just imitated a tutorial that was in one of the apps, because I had never interacted or taught anything like that to anyone before,” said Putra explained innocently.


Rihana and Maya scooped up their rough faces.


“Yes, geez! If you are not good at this kind of field. Why do you have to take a job that will make you lose Son?” muttered Rihana.


“The salary from work to become a private teacher is greater. I can save that money to be able to help raise Imelda's business after I finish,” said Son honestly.


“Alright, we will teach you one thing!”


Maya and Rihana take the Son forcibly into the house. Then lock the door.


“WHAT WILL YOU DO, AUNTY?!” shouting Son.


.


.


Seriate