
Every speech delivered by Ibu Anggita even made Asti stunned. Though every day the beautiful woman Mr. Sadewo's wife was gentle, he said politely. Because of the noble blood flowing in her body, so Mother Anggita is very guarding toto kromo.
" Come, Madam Asti, get down! Don't bother, dong!" said gomasy.
"Is this the same Mother? The twins' mother?"
Anxious woman, pinched Asti's cheeks that have become increasingly thin in recent months. So that she quickly slimmed back after giving birth with the age of her baby just a few months.
" Stranquil, Ma'am!" Reply Ibu Anggita relaxed.
The woman, who was wearing a white-striped blue tunic in jeans, quickly moved out of her car. Asti followed from behind, when Ibu Anggita knocked on the fence of the house.
" Excuse me?"
"Yes, Mom. Who are you looking for?"
" I'm Puspitasari, Mom. Could I meet Mr RT, huh?"
" Wow, Mr. RT has been going to work, since morning, ma'am. I'm Tatik, Mr. Wardiman's wife. Let's get in!"
" Am I not a hassle, Mother?"
"'Oh, no, no! Ordinary, if there are citizens who need to with correspondence, can I help a little."
They were openly accepted by Ms. Tatiek, who seemed to have just returned from the market. In Asti's arms, Akbar awakens. Until must be pacified briefly by Asti by patting his ass.
" This, Mom. I want to ask a little. Two months ago there was a friend who gave information about the house no 24 to be contracted. Has anyone else filled in, huh?"
" Yes, Mom's a little late. Because the house was already inhabited by a young couple who just married more than a month ago."
" If you may know, the house was bought or contracted ?"
" Oh, that woman just paid for her rent in the third month. She said her husband was newly assigned to this town. Well, they kind of hurriedly moved so many letters that have not been completed he said."
The disappointed face of Mother Anggita seemed very convincing to the woman she was talking to.
" On the other block there is also a contracted house, because the house is rather large so the rent is a little more expensive. Mom interested? I know the owner." Mother RT added.
" Thank you, Mom! I just need to find a contract in another area. The funds are not enough, understandably because my twins just want to go to school...."
Then, the story flows what mothers - mothers about everyday life. Asti just held back a smile, heard a fictional story uttered by Ibu Anggita. About the difficulty of managing shopping money, the high price of basic food in the market to all matters of kitchen work.
Until they get out of the house. Previously, Ibu Anggita tipped parking his car next to the house of Mr. RT because there was a dead end, while the place was also paved, and quite safe occupied by his car.
" How Asti. We continue? Go home before winning! Moreover, they claim to be a husband and wife couple! It could be 'cause, Satrio's in the office."
They had to walk through several more houses to reach the house in question. The house with the number 24 is located at the most corner, at the end of the road of Paradise III's Park.
The building was somewhat isolated from the homes of its other neighbors. Because in front of and beside the house was the yard and garden of another neighbor. Because the houses here are average in size and have a beautiful yard and garden in front of each house.
The house contracted by Satrio was not too large in size. But it was built on two floors that looked nice and modern. The house also features a garage and a high iron fence . It is truly a strategic place to hide the status of their relationship.
Asti's body trembled as he looked behind the fence at the parked Fortuner Satrio. From the information of RT Mother, the wife is always at home in the morning. Because he worked since last month at the Main Medical clinic and got a shift work during the day.
The clinic building is located on a row of shophouses located on the right and left of the magnificent archway, before entering this elite housing.
" Relax Asti! Prepare the recorder in your house. We should be able to expose their lies!" Said Ibu Anggita, patting Asti on the shoulder gives strength.
" If it's true they're married. How, mom?" ask Asti hesitatingly.
" Without the permission of the first wife, there is the law of her midwife. Comeing! Don't hesitate to fight for your rights!"
Somewhat long ago, Ibu Anggita knocked on the gate in front of the house. Even the woman was a bit upset that she had not yet gotten an answer. For he was sure that there were people in the house, because suddenly the sound of the water machine was on. It was seen from inside a woman coming out of the front room door.
" Who is, huh?" ask the young lady who is opening the gate for them.
" Good day, Ma'am! Sorry, I'm Anggita's Mother. May I ask, is this really Mr. Seno Subroto's house, yes?"
" Oh, yeah. Right, Mom! But I am now the one who contracted for his house!"
There was an astonished look in the eyes of the young lady who looked like she had just woken up. Even though her dress is expensive and nice. But Asti was a bit uncomfortable to see it, in addition to its length to the thigh. The dress was thin and glazed."
"Oh, sorry. may I ask you about Mr. Seno, yes? The time he offered this house to contract my hape was broken, so lost contact. Though this house wants me to contract because it is closer to my husband's office serving."
" Let's go in first, Mom! Let me change clothes first, while looking for his no hp."
Since then the young woman has looked at Asti several times, as if she had somewhat recognized him . Before long the woman came out, wearing a short batik negligee dress in the style of a kimono with a fairly low cleavage.
At a glance, Ibu Anggita and Asti saw that the house was still empty and not given much furniture. They ended up sitting on the floor covered in plastic mats.
"We just moved in too. So I haven't had time to buy any household furniture."
" I heard earlier, Mother's husband's office is close to this complex?"
Very quickly Ibu Anggita told her husband's office and work in the office.
"Lho, it's the same as the office where my husband works too, Mom!"
" Ah. yes? May I know the name of your husband?"
Confidently the woman mentioned Satrio's full name.
Asti's heart is like slashed with a knife. Bemoan. Is this what you call a bloodless wound?
Every now and then Ibu Anggita looked at Asti's rather teary eyes. Even though Asti was bowed to prevent her tears from dripping.
"Oh, huh? I don't know Mama! Can you tell whose name is Mama?"
" Zahra Madia Utami, Mom.
What's up, huh?"
" In fact, as a wife, the name of Mbak should be registered as a member wife and must join the organization of the wives. Is Mama just married? Can I help with his business. Because I'm in that organization serving as its head publicist."
The young lady's face was flushed like it was holding back embarrassment. "New husband, really. Ms ...."
"Surely, her future husband works there? Understand, Mbak. Today many men claim to be members to seduce and deceive young women. Well, if you get a husband in uniform and a lot of money, the parents in the village are proud too, right?"
Zahra's eyes blinked somewhat confused, but also hesitated. Asti gulps. He must solve this problem immediately. He opens the phone and looks for a photo of Satrio.
" I mean, Ms. Zahra. This guy's name is Satrio Wibowo?"
" Right, Ma'am!"
" I am Nastiti Anjani. The legitimate wife of Satrio Wibowo ."
Mother Anggita nodded, assuring. " Now, my dear Brother Zahra. What is your relationship with Mr Satrio?"
" We're engaged!" The young woman replied, confident.
Asti smiled sadly. " Mr is engaged to someone's husband, and has also been living at home with him. Are you sure this is true?"
" But Mas Satrio said he was going through a divorce with his wife.Sometimes because his wife made a lot of demands that were a bit burdensome, so the divorce case was always delayed."
" So I got a prank, same Satrio! " obviously Ibu Anggita smiled cynically.
" As a public servant for marriage permission there are quite complicated rules, Ma'am. Especially for divorce. Not just any divorce. Especially if there are children!" Obviously Anggita's mother is getting higher in her voice.
" Let me talk, Mom!"
" Please, Mba Asti! My emotions are happening!" The woman said as she pulled out a tissue and wiped the sweat on her forehead and neck.
" Sir Zahra, I'll help, ma'am. If you want to be honest with all your words, but I will take you to Mr. Sadewo's office if all this is just slander..."
" sthat mean?"
" I'll record all the talk, Ma'am. I will be confused with Satrio's words. If indeed you love each other and there is an intention to get married, I'm backing out."
" Don't, Madam Asti!" Ban Ibu Anggita fast.
" Let me sue Satrio for divorce, because he's been in a relationship with my husband for a long time. Zahra Ma'am?"
"Mdad know everything?"
"It has. You know Zahra, was there a father who scolded Satrio when you were about to be driven home?"
" Yes, the middle-aged man followed us all the way to where Satrio parked his car."
" That man is my father-in-law, Satrio's father! Now explain, where did you go that Wednesday afternoon?" In detail Asti mentions the date and time when he saw Satrio and Zahra for the first time in a public place.
Zahra began to look at Asti's face rather fearfully. " Satrio went to my parents' house in Wates to ask for my hand. We got engaged with the permission of my parents and family."
" Zahra, have you also had sex like a husband and wife?"
The young lady's tears looked worried." Satrio asked that to prove that I love him. Sorry, Ma'am!"
Asti turned off the footage in his hape. " I'm asking you not to complain about this to Satrio. Pura-pura do not know, and act as usual. Because you'll be safe. If you talk about my arrival with Ibu Anggita, you'll be banished."
The faces of Ibu Anggita and Zahra were more scared and confused. "Satrio is the most selfish person who doesn't want to be blamed."
"Don't forget. Shut up and act like Zahra usually does. All this time my sister and half of the young people in this area have been monitoring your behavior!" Threatening the Asti circus. Success silences the thin and spoiled mouth of Zahra.