WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 11.

 The Nisa apartment.

"Oh my goodness, Mom. Where did you play before you got here? It's all dirty mom's clothes to dirty the bedspread, Mom. What if you can't lose the nodes?" exclaiming Nisa panicked while wagging bed linen exposed to stains like thick dust attached from the shabby clothes in Bu Sekar.

"Well, not anywhere. Right from home mom straight here, sitting on the brakes in the car and just stopping to eat the same vomit on the street doang." Bu Sekar helps Nisa open the bed sheet from the mattress, and takes it to the bathroom.

"That's the shirt you just picked up from the closet?" search Nisa.

 Bu Sekar seemed to chuckle while scratching his head that did not itch.

"Hehehe, not really. It ran out in the neighborhood yesterday, kept mom hanging behind the door. Kan new in use once so do not immediately wash mom, eh even forgetfulness. Keep just want just yesterday want to leave, but only dusty little anyway," said Bu Sekar defending himself.

 Nisa who was watering bed linen with water from the tub directly patted her eel with the bottom of the dipper.

"Jeez, Mother .. such a habit," always Nisa was busy watering and pouring soap into the white bed sheet.

 But instead of clean the stains actually spread and increasingly everywhere. Makes the bed linen look dirty.

"Can, Nis?" asked Bu Sekar worried because he saw the bed sheet was now turned dull, even though Nisa had rubbed it with soap repeatedly.

 Nisa could not hide the panicked look on her face. "Can't, Mom. How did you clean it? Nisa is afraid that Madam Adel or Mas Zidan is even angry, Mom. How's this dong?"

 Bu Sekar who usually only washed in the river and almost never complicated with stains on clothes, now looks confused. The first time lying on a rich man's mattress really made him distraught.

"Yes .. Yes I don't understand either, Nis. His name is also mother never ngurusin that, is your dress the same Alan after school just wash mom in the river. That's why all the buluk," said Bu Sekar.

 Nisa just shook her head and did not answer her mother's words again, her hands still excited rubbed the bed linen that still looks dirty.

Ting

Kegs

 The bell at the front door rang loudly, but the name of the village. Bu Sekar and Nisa did not even bother at all if there are people who want to visit her apartment.

 Bu Sekar instead foolishly walked around the room while looking for the source of the sound.

"What's that sound, Nis? Is this house a laper so the sound continues?" seloroh Bu Sekar plain.

"Wes don't know, Mom. Mostly there is an ambulance through the times so it sounds big," said Nisa who also did not know.

 Bu Sekar turned his head towards the large window in the room that could see directly the conditions at the bottom of the apartment.

 His forehead was wrinkled deep. "Sit's bloated! Wong place as high as the mountain Krakatau gini kok can penetrate the sound of an ambulance. Just ngibul."

 The moment the doorbell stopped, changed with the sound of Nisa's phone ringing which she placed on the nightstand.

"Nis, Hapemu that sound," said Bu Sekar while taking Nisa's phone that had been tied using rubber so that the screen did not come off and handed it to Nisa.

"Si Adel called, what's wrong?" ask Bu Sekar curious.

 Nisa shook her head slowly while pressing the answer option on her phone to connect with Adel's call.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am? What's up, Ma'am? You need anything?" ask Nisa streak.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, where are you Nis?" adel asked on the phone, his voice sounded anxious.

"At home, Ma'am. Ah he means, in the apartment that Mbak Adel bought," said Nisa clumsy.

"Why did Mas Zidan keep pulling your bell out?"

 I heard on the phone the sound of a long breath.

"Now try to open the front door" said Adel.

 Gegas Nisa walked quickly out of the room and towards the main door of the apartment.

Chequelek

 At the door and immediately welcomed the fierce gaze of Bu Sita.

"Baseless to the villagers! You can feel good inside even though my finger feels like it wants to break because of picking the bell from earlier!" omel Bu Sita growled.

 Nisa who had just met Bu Sita looked confused, as well as Bu Sekar who had been following Nisa since.

"Who, Nis?" whispered Bu Sekar in Nisa's ear.

 Nisa looked back at a glance and shrugged her shoulders a sign she did not know.

"The villagers have no manners! The other guy is listening! Not even whispers aren't that bad!" madam Bu Sita getting angry.

 Because annoyed Bu Sita finally directly broke through the bodies of Nisa and Bu Sekar, then casually went into the apartment and turned on the AC until the air became very cold.

 Nisa approached in tandem with Bu Sekar, the brand hugged her own body because it felt cold.

"Ma-I'm sorry, Mom. But ... Whose mother is this?" asked Nisa timidly.

 Bu Sita who was sitting relaxed while crossing her legs on the sofa was looking at Nisa with bulging eyes.

"What did you say? You don't even know who I am?" angry hardship.

 Nisa lowered her head in fear and shook her head slowly.

 Seeing Nisa's fearful expression, Bu Sita secretly smiled cunningly.

'humm, it looks like this kid I can use, ' his inner self.

 Zidan who was receiving a call immediately ran into Nisa's apartment with a panicked face.

"Mama!" call anxious.

 Bu Sita seemed to be tilting her lips, while Nisa and Bu Sekar looked just as surprised.

"A-what? Ma-Mama? So ... so, this mother ... Mas Zidan's mother?" mummified Nisa lirih.

 Bu Sekar himself looked so shocked and looked at Bu Sita who was like heaven and earth with him from top to bottom. Looking at all the branded items in Bu Sita and began to pay attention to himself who was wrapped in shabby clothes that had begun to color.

 Bu Sekar gulped down his rough saliva, an overwhelming sense of inferiority suddenly coming to subdue his inner being.

"Ah, sorry. I forgot to tell you that I was going to come here to meet you with my Mama, I also forgot to have your phone number so I called Adel to let you know. But apparently Adel forgot to tell me that I came with my Mama," explained Zidan at length.

 Nisa was flabbergasted, speechless.

"So now .. Do you know who I am?" tanya Bu Sita haughty.

 Nisa nodded her head weakly, as did Bu Sekar who also felt intimidated.

 While smiling cunningly, Ms. Sita said. "Then you should also know ...."