WIFE TO MY HUSBAND
CHAPTER 12.

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

 While smiling cunningly, Ms. Sita said. "Then you should also know that if you live here it's just a ride!"

 Nisa and Bu Sekar immediately bought his eyes wide.

"Ma! What the fuck? This unit is Adel who bought his own private package. So Mama doesn't have the right to talk that way!" hardik Zidan was angry.

"Who? It's the same, right? Want Mama's cake to buy, want Adel cake, want you cake. Just like these two are just hitchhiking! And like most people hitchhiking, yes one day they have to get out of here. Or not yes at least pay rent to stay here," said Bu Sita lightly even while folding both hands in front of the chest.

"Hey grandma's dropping by!" sergah Bu Sekar, "this house Adel who bought made in love with Nisa as a gift because Nisa wants to be her husband's second wife. So don't be afraid to push or ask for rent! Who is that?"

"Mother .. don't talk like that" murmured Nisa frantically as she bit her lower lip and tugged at the tip of her shirt.

 But Bu Sekar was undaunted by the courage he actually stood in his place even though Bu Sita now started walking quickly towards him with an angry face.

"You!" show Bu Sita to Bu Sekar.

"I what?" challenge Bu Sekar raised his chin to challenge Bu Sita.

 Ms. Sekar who has not bathed since yesterday gave off an unpleasant smell from her body, especially when she moved her hands and her wet armpits began to collide with each other to cause a wet twinkle that was a little hectic.

 Ms. Sita expressed as if she wanted to vomit, and chose to take a step back.

"Based on the poor!" he snapped while retreating back towards the sofa and wagging his hands in front of his face.

 Zidan approached Bu Sekar as his hand coded Nisa to follow them sitting on the sofa.

"But, Mas. Cold ...." Nisa rubbed her hands cold.

 Zidan nodded slowly and hurriedly picked up the AC remote that Bu Sita had placed on the table.

"Eh what do you want? Don't take the AC, Mama's hot! Where the smell of****** is again here," said Bu Sita glanced at Bu Sekar cynically while still flicking his hands in front of his face, expelling the smell as if still stuck in his nose.

"Nisa is not strong AC, Ma. Mama don't be selfish, if you're angry let Zidan take the fan," Zidan argued as he passed to the warehouse and returned with a Minion-shaped fan in his hand.

"Huh, poor people are always troublesome," grumbled Bu Sita while bringing the mini fan that has been plugged in Zidan to the outlet.

"Mama!" zidan doesn't like it.

 Bu Sita was silent, while Nisa and Bu Sekar finally wanted to sit not far from Zidan and Bu Sita.

"A-what's up, Mom? The same Kok ... Mommy ...."

"Mom, mom. I thought I was your kayak village? Call me madam!" hardik Bu Sita glared.

"Mrs, madam. Did you pay us to be a maid?" angry Bu Sekar anyway.

"Can! If you want to be a WC washerman in my house, I'll pay you as much as you want!" challenge Bu Sita again.

 Zidan who was upset because he had heard the debate between the two different caste mothers finally kicked the table so dizzy.

Braaakk

"Everything is silent!"

 Those in the room were all shocked by Zidan's sudden breakthrough. Simultaneously they hold his heart ah he means his chest each ensures that the beating organ is still in place and does not move places.

 After a state of silence and calm, then Zidan back to talk.

Bu Sita looked at them with a condescending look, as well as Bu Sekar who seemed to be upset with Bu Sita.

"And Nisa, this is my Mama. As you can see, that's how it is. To avoid things that are not desired later, I agree Adel, after the wedding you will come to live with us in our house" said Zidan clearly.

"How is this place?" ask Bu Sekar immediately.

"Damn, hick." Bu Sita sneered.

"This apartment, we'll rent it. Not good for monthly income," interrupted Zidan before there was a commotion between mothers of different races.

 Bu Sekar looks manyun while holding his chest. "Huh, rather than so do not mending let the mother who lives here with her sister Nisa? You don't like her mother and sister Nisa if you have to go back to the village?"

"You think this place is a nursing home?" ketus Bu Sita Emotions.

Zidan raised his hand up, making Bu Sekar who was just about to reply become an urgency. Afraid that this time his heart would completely move.

"She still has a sister?" ask Zidan to Bu Sekar.

 Mom Sekar quickly nodded her head.

"Where is he now? Why didn't Adel tell me before?"

"Ah, Nisa's sister's name is Alan. He's in the next town, Mom. Work so cashier minimarket," sambar Nisa before her mother back to answer.

 Zidan looked mangosteen, clamping his chin slowly like he was thinking.

"Yes, this problem later we will talk again with Adel how good. I will follow whatever the will of my wife, then it seems like this meeting we have reached here first. I have important business to take care of," Zidan said while standing and holding Bu Sita's hand to come with him.

 Nisa stood up to follow Bu Sekar. "Ah, well Mas. Just tell Nisa how the development will be, then just convey it to Mbak Adel so he conveyed it to Nisa."

 Zidan nodded. "In that case, can I ask for your ID and other data? I'll take care of the correspondence for our wedding."

"Haishh, it's really troublesome!" bu Sita's grumble was slow, but it could still be heard by Zidan.

"Already, Mama!" firmly down, but able to make Bu Sita kicep.

 Nisa nodded and rushed towards the room to pick up what Zidan had asked for.

"This, Mas. If there is less then just tell it," said Nisa thrust a shabby map of brownish color with several twin letters in it.

"Okay, I pinjem ya. After finishing it later I return it," Zidan accidentally looked into Nisa's eyes.

Deghs

 His heart felt like an arrow when he met Nisa, just at that moment Nisa smiled sweetly with eyes that seemed to sparkle with pleasure. Making Zidan's blood seemed to swish too fast and made him dizzy and seemed to float.

"Hey, this kid is daydreaming. Let's say he's leaving! The heat, the smell again," said Bu Sita again while staring at Bu Sekar.

Bu Sekar glared back and moved his hand to make the scent of his armpits back out.

 Zidan who realized because of the pull of the hand of the mother had snarled. But quickly immediately mastered themselves and immediately leave to Nisa and Bu Sekar. Without caring about the body odor of Bu Sekar who makes the dizziness of course.

"Mother is ashamed" grumbled Nisa after Zidan and Bu Sita.

 Ms. Sekar ruffled her waist with a satisfied face, and chuckled small as she regained her senses when her body odor began to pierce her own nose.

"Gosh, it really smells****** as it turns out," he muttered while running after Nisa menH