FORCED CHEATING
212 #NUMPANG 'NGECAS'

Living LDR with a distance that is only a small in fact still torturous for Mirza. Although long before this incident Diriya and Via had managed to go through many times LDR with a distance of thousands of miles away when he still holds the title as the sailor Popaye.

Mirza is struggling with her dress while smiling herself, seduction of coconut island, or rather the seduction of romance long-distance kemesuman unceasingly released on the wife.

Mirza

Heem, Honey. Eat a lot so that it gets more semok. Mas mantep hold it if semok, wkwkwkk...😍😍

Via

What the hell is Mas? Start me!😏

Mirza

Say hello to the baby, tell me that Mirza's father will soon find him. Shrimp kangen weight nih..😘😘

Via

Hishh! What kind of a Tengokin does that mean? 🙄

Have you eaten yet? Mom, how's she doing?

Mirza

Pretend you don't understand Mother Via…. 😂Definitely kangen is also pingin ditengokin? 😝Tungu yes, ntar malem Mas to where Mbak Tia.

Via

Whaaat?? 😱😱Neither go!

Asked too, mom, how are things?

Mirza

Hem.. don't ask mom, it's better. Ask this guy, honey. He's really not okay.😭😭

Via

Yes amphuun! Dah ah, I want to help Ms. Tia first. I'm at the cake shop, pretty rame today. Bye, luv you😘😘

Mirza

Uh wait, dong. Main bye bye. Love the selfie photo first Darling, as a medicine kangen …

A while waiting after sending a message there was no reply from Via to make Mirza re-typed the message again. But not yet sent, the cry of Bu Een from his room made Mirza stop typing the message.

“Za ..!”

Mirza is approaching. “Yes, Mom? You need something?” Ask the mother who was walking along holding on to the door of the room like a child who was learning to walk.

“Mother wants out, bored in room keep.”

Mirza welcomed her mother's hand and guided her to the front porch of the house, sitting her there slowly.

“Sit here, Za. I'd like to talk to you.” Pinta Bu Een when Mirza was about to move on.

“Mother want to eat?”

“Not, I want to say -“ Bu Een stopped for a while, looking at the beloved son with a serious look. “You are not working now, how if you take care of the store sembako aja?”

Mirza did not answer. If his mother is not the type of person who adheres to the nyinyirism of the son-in-law, maybe he will immediately agree with the offer.

“Za, your wife is also unemployed, so how can you meet your daily needs if you both do not work?”

There is a truth to his mother's words, but once again the offer will be bad for the survival of his household if he accepts it.

“Emh, I'll talk to you first Via.” Mirza is not good to refuse.

“Alah! Don't ask your wife's opinion, it doesn't matter!” Bu Een Manyun threw away face.

“Bu, however, I cannot make my own decisions. I'm both married Via, not alone?”

Ms. Een didn't say. She actually understood it was a form of subtle rejection from her son. Ms. Een plans to find another way to force Mirza to agree to her offer.

“That's the bathroom in mom's room already via brush yet? Don't take mama keplesat again ya!” Finally it was precisely that sentence that came out of Bu Een's mouth.

“Yes, Mom. I'll clean the bathroom.”

“Kok you anyway?” Ms. Een turned her head in dislike. “Tell your wife, let her move a lot. Don't worry about getting pregnant continues to be males!.you too, too, always menjain him. Ntar she spied!”

“Via I've been anterin home from yesterday.”

TOWEWS!

Ms. Een widened her eyes as if in disbelief. Hem, not aware apparently he if the daughter-in-law who is always wasted it is no longer in his house. Ms. Een also did not know that Mirza's car did not exist, she thought Mirza put her car in the garage. Fortunately, Bu Een is sick again, so it is impossible to check into the garage. Can shout hysterically if he knows Mirza's car metamorphosed into Arya's blind motor.

“Pantesan aja from this morning did not appear stem of his nose.” Said Ms. Een. “Good, it's better she's at home so you focus more on taking care of mom.”

“Yes already, I went inside first Mom want to clean the bathroom yes.” Mirza got up and left her mother.

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At the Tia cake shop, the last buyer had just come out. Via approached Ica who was fast asleep on the mat near the back door.

“Yeah, beautiful aunt pounding tired huh?” Via gently rubbed Ica's head while slipping her legs beside Ica.

Tia smiled seeing him. “You also break Vi, later if the tasting even Mbak again who is romelin same your husband.”

“What are you tired of? People from earlier just auxiliary light-light aja kok.” Via was still rubbing the head of the nephew, he was faced with the innocent face of Ica who looks more and more adorable.

Tia took the cheese cake and gave it to Via. “Cobain nih, this is your own Mbak.”

“Mbak have not nyetok cake from Bu Elin place again?” Via received the cheese cake and tasted it. “Enak, Mbak.”

Tia sat down next to her sister. “Some mainstay cakes are still supplied from Bu Elin, but Mbak also made some cakes himself that do not name the cake from there. Let the Mbak trade be more complete, right?”

Via nodded as he fed back his cheese cake. “But does Bu Elin not mind, Ma'am?”

“Emang from the beginning was that deal, Vi. Ms. Elin did not require Mbak to sell cakes from his production. Mbak freely want to make processed cakes what is important in a month reached the sales target.” Tia Papar.

Via mangosteen is still fun with cheese cake.

“Mbak taste the first Bu Elin just purely want to help Mbak and Mas Arya aja, not too maxain for business. Kan back then Danar again decet-deketnya same Riri.”

Tia's words suddenly made Via stop his hand that was about to bribe the last cheesec cheese bribe. He remembered how the two people were very close and familiar, but unexpectedly their relationship had to run aground so quickly.

The clattering sound of Tia's shop door bells made Tia's attention and Via was immediately diverted towards the door.

“Assalamualaikum., Ma'am Tia ..” The familiar sound in Tia's and Via's ears makes them compact to stand up just to make sure.

“Danar?” Tia seemed to be in disbelief, she forgot to answer her surprise greeting. Not sure, just now he was talking Danar with Via, you know the guy was nongol. “Eh, Wa aleikumsalam.” Tia who remembered later.

Danar smiled sweetly. It's really sweet, natural sweet without artificial sweeteners. And the sweetness of the senym is more and more when he sees Via is also there.

“Eh, Vi. Did you also turn out?” Danar tried to be ordinary, although he himself did not deny his heartbeat was indeed the rhythm changed a little bit of a discount after seeing the face of ayu he always wanted presented before his eyes.

Via smiled back. “Yes, I want to send you to Mbak Tia's store. What's up?”

“Emh, I was told by mom nih.”

“Nganterin cake?” Sambar Tia's.

“Not. Precisely I'm here to buy a cake told mom, Mommy.”

“Buy cake?” Tia and Via compakan.

“Iya. So the mother of the story just healed abis sick, continued suddenly he wanted to eat a cake that he said was only in the cake shop Mbak Tia.” Danar.

“Bu Elin sick?” Tia and Via compakakan again make Danar widen his smile.

“Kompak really brother sister? Udah similar again reply intelligent race meticulously aja.” Seloroh Danar's.

“Eh, not Danar. The problem is I don't know if Bu Elin is sick. Oh my gosh, sorry. I'll go to Miss Elin's house. Samplein salamku yes.” Tia feels bad.

“No papa, Ma'am. Mom's part is better.”

“Eh, what cake did you want?” Tanya Via slashed her brother's guilt.

“Oh yes, what is the name ..?” Danar remembered for a moment. “Madu-, what is a kind of dodol or jenang that?”

“Madumongso?” For the umpteenth time Tia and Via compakan again.

“Ah, yes it is. madumongso!” Danar flicked his finger.

“For a while, I think it's still deh.” Tia walked to the storefront near the show case and picked up 2 jars of madumongso. “This sisia germs.” Tia gave it to Danar.

“This is enough, Ma'am.” Danar received it with pleasure because he managed to get the cake that his mother craved. “Mom says madumongso made by Mbak Tia is really good, I'm curious to taste it.” Danar took one from inside the jar.

“Eh, sit down first Danar.” Tia invited Danar to sit on the side chair of the room. “Mbak make drink first yes.”

“No need, Ma'am. I didn't take long.” Sergey Danar who has started to taste the madumongsonya cake. “Hem, good turns cake Mbak.” Danar said on the sidelines of his meal. “It feels unique.”

Tia smiled as she put down a bottle of cold mineral water and sat down in the front seat of Danar. “Air white if you hurry to go home.”

“Still Mbak.” Danar devoured the cake until the toilet. “Vi, are you getting boils or what? How do you stand there?” Ledek Danar while opening another madumongso.

Via would not want to come to land the ass next to Tia. “You're clocking this time around anyway? Doesn't work?” Via just realized that this is still working hours. His view increasingly felt strange when aware Danar emang just wear a doang t-shirt.

“He em, I don't work.” Danar said casually, opening the bottle cap and drinking doi with his spirit. The sweet taste was a little sour leaving a thirst in his throat that made him thirsty.

“What's the engine truant?” Ask Via kepo.

“You know what you want to know so much?” Danar wiped his wet lips after drinking.

“Ndon't want to know anyway, just a wonder. Pak bos kok working hours like this keleaban just wear t-shirt oblong.” Cibir Via is a little upset.

Danar even grinned. “I don't work anymore.”

Via was shocked for a moment. “Resign means?” Ask more kepo.

“He em.” Danar got up to the front window observing the row of cakes there.

“Mana can? You are the honorable Danar Boss.” Via doesn't believe Danar's words.

“Can you, like me.” Answer Danar lightly. “Mbak, this cake what is its name?” Danar pointed at the cake in the window that caught his attention as if he did not want to discuss the curiosity of Via further. “I want this too, please wrapped all together madumongsonya earlier yes.”

Tia went to get the cake Danar asked for. “Oh, this is muffin.” Tia picked up some chocolate muffin cake and put it in a container.

“Not much Mbak.”

“No papa, for you what is not?” Tia with a smile.

“So how much is it all, Ma'am?” Danar took out his wallet.

“Eh, no need. Bring it all.” Reject Tia while packing all Danar cakes.

“Kok that? I was told to buy the same mom instead of asking, Ma'am.”

“Iya, tau. But really don't have to be paid. Bring aja for Bu Elin, later Mbak there for your mother's visit ya.”

“Heh..., is the same as dong?” Dengus Tia could not resist his reasons for Ica. “Luckily he's sleeping again, kao no he can hysterical see you Danar.” Tia looked at the sleeping Ica.

Danar also looked at the innocent face of Ica who looked very good sleep. “Salam make Ica yes, Mbak.”

Tia nodded. “Iya. Don't forget to also say hello to Miss Elin yes.”

“OK. Yes, I've said it, thanks mbak.” Danar carries the bag of his shopping cake. “Vi, I first ya.”

Via just nodded. Although actually Danar still really wants to linger there, but he does not want to be lulled in the charms of people's wives. Because it will be more tormenting his inner to difficult to forget Via.

Danar came home with happiness in his heart. He was quite satisfied even though he only had a brief encounter with Via. Along the way he was constantly smiling so happy, if he did not wear a mask like it was dry tuh gnashing mulu teeth from earlier riding a motorbike from the village Via to the city.

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It wasn't too late, but the air felt quite cold. Via restyling a sagging Ica blanket. The boy did not want to be away from his tant, every night sleeping with Via. Everyday also his work nggondelin Via continues. Via smilingly observing Ica's face, today Ica not too much behavior. Via smelled the golden cheeks of his nephew's mangrove.

Tu tuk tuk …

It faintly sounded like a knocking sound from outside. Via sharpened his hearing.

Tuk tuk tuk ….

Ah yes, right! It was a knock, coming from the window. Suddenly Via felt creepy. He saw the clock on the table beside the bed. It's still 9:15 p.m.

Tuk tuk ….

That voice sounded again. Via curled up holding Ica's body into the blanket.

Drrrrt….

His phone shook making him a little shocked. Via grabbed it, “Mas Mirza?” She shifted the green mark on her screen. “Halo, Mas.”

“Honey, Mas outside. Bukain window.” Mirza said in a somewhat whispering voice.

“Ha? Any outside? Outside where?” Via uncovers a blanket of shock.

“Here, near the room window.” Mirza's whisper then made another knock on the shutters of the room so Via went down to open it.

Duk!

“Aww...!” Mirza grimaced holding her jidat. “Liat-liat dong, Darling.” Mirza put her phone in her jacket pocket.

“Ish, anyways Mas why malem-malem even nongol through the window? Not through the door?”” Omel Via's.

“Ssssssttt!” Mirza stuck her index finger on Via's lips.

“Anaan anyway, Mas?” Via.

“Let's be impressed romantically like Romeo and Julliet that way, darling. Hehe...” Mirza grinned as she brought her face closer cupped her hands on the wife's face. “Mas kangen weight, dear ...”

“Ekhem!” Deheman's voice from the living room made Mirza a little shocked. “Bun, I think there are people's voices. Mother of denger no?” Arya asked Tia.

“What sound, Yah?” Tia wonder.

“As there are people talking about it, try to reduce the volume of his TV.” Aryan Commandments.

Mirza and Via fell silent. They suddenly pias, he looks like a new person caught razzia SATPOL PP. wonder, but they are husband and wife huh? Hedeh….

“Mana? No noise, Dad?” Tia wonder.

“It looks like Dad was wrong. Yes already great again the volume of TV Bun.”

Mirza and Via breathed a sigh of relief.

“Ish! Anyway why do we use stealth like gini Mas?” Via regained his senses and removed Mirza's hand from her face. “That's so weird!”

“Iya also yes, hehe...” Mirza is back. “So you haven't slept, have you?”

“New to sleep, Mas.”

“Good, open the window wide again, baby. Mas want to enter.” Pinta Mirza while grabbing jemari Via.

“Ngrepotin aja deh, through the front door aja Mas. Do you want to sleep here? What mom at home?” Via was completely inexhaustible with her husband's behavior.

“Mas will be home. Mas just want to hitch a ride just a moment, Darling.”

“Numpang cecas?” Via gawking wonder.

Mirza smiled meaningfully. Slowly his right hand grabbed the nape of the wife, his lips close to the face of Via who still seemed to wonder it.

A deep and wet kiss landed on the lips of Via whom he deeply missed. They almost ran out of breath because of it. Via slowly pushed her husband's shoulder.

“Call now mean Mas, hm?” Mirza rubbed her wet lips Via.

Aih, Via so blushed shyly made it. He just smiled. “Mas sure you want to do it?” Ask Via later.

“Yakin very dear. Can't who? Don't you miss your husband?” gently rubbed the cheek Via by reviewing the longing view.

Via open wide window shutters room, “Ica want to be ditaroh where try?”

Mirza rounded her eyes, clearly seeing the niece who was asleep on the bed with a blanket.

“Yeah! Does she always sleep with you, honey?” Mirza was disappointed.

“He em.” Via nodded.

“We can do it on the floor.” Mirza.

“Ih, don't want to. My body aches later.”

“We're slow, Honey.” Mirza's gaze begged.

“Ntar if Ica wake up how, Mas?”

“We don't be noisy, Darling.” Mirza already wants to nyosor again, doi kayaknya already impatient tuh pingin soon crushes. 🤭🤭

“Not the Noisiest?” Via mecebik while dodging.

"No. You, Honey."

“Enak! I tau!"

"You, Honey!”

“Mas.”

“You.”

“Mas!”

“You, Darling ...”

“Mas, Mas, Mas, Mas …. The most noisy!

“Kam ...”

“Mirza? Via?” Tegur Arya who knows where it has been standing not far from Mirza by holding a flashlight in his hand.

“Eeh, Mas Arya? Where is Mas malem-malem?” Mirza turned her head with a whimper to cover her surprise.

“Where are you from? Malem-malem kok nongol in the dark, I think who was, Za.” Arya was half upset.

“I was deliberately here from home Mas.”

“Kalo so why not knock the door from the front?” Wonder Arya.

“And let the story be more dramatic, Mas? Like the scenes of the rescue of virgin children who tomorrow want to be forced into marriage with their parents that is.” Mirza is smirking.

Spontaneous Via pinched her husband's arm. I don't know the idea of where else her husband was. Previously she said to look like Romeo Julliet, just said let it look like a dramatic scene of saving a virgin. Hemmm... There-there is!

“Honey, how to nyubit anyway?” Mirza's protest rubbed her arm.

“The reason is that Mas likes to do it!” Via pouting.

“What's up, Dad? How do you feel like a fuss?” Tia showed up later.

“Night, Mbak Tia.” Mirza is a drug like Miss Universe.

“Mirza?” Tia could not cover up her shock.

“The behavior of your brother-in-law is sometimes magical, Bun. he found his own wife past the window?” Aryan.

“The policy is already heavy. Maklumin aja Mas, Mbak.”

“Ya is in, Za.” Take Tia. “Well, let's move Ica to our room.” Tia immediately responded with the intention of the arrival of her sister-in-law.

Arya immediately entered followed by Tia and Mirza.

“Still yes Ma'am. Mbak Tia is the most understanding deh.” Said Mirza after they got to Via's room.

“But I don't want responsibility if your mother nysulin here while nagging.” Said Arya who carried the tiny body of Ica.

“Ngak going Mas, mom already I give sleeping pills. Haha...”.

“Mas, Ih!” Via elbowing her husband's stomach brought Mirza's laughter to a halt.

“Kanda, Darling. Masa Masa tega?” Mirza rubbed the head of his wife. “Mother has fallen asleep, just calm.”

Tia and Arya shake their heads at Mirza's behavior. They immediately went out of the room letting the two joli as they pleased spill the longing that may have reached the end of the crown. Not wanting to waste much time, Mirza immediately locked the door.

“Ayok, Darling. We're cuss!” The waist of his wife who is still quite slender, docked with his stomach.

“Mas, wait.” Via covered Mirza's lips with her palm. “Clean-clean first there. Main nyosor aja.”

Mirza according. He sat his wife on the edge of the bed. “Wait here yes.don't go anywhere, dear. Your husband will be back soon after the following messages.” Candanya while pinching anxious tip of his wife's nose.

“He. Coincidentally, do not slow down. I'm staying asleep, nih.”

“Aih, my wife is impatient apparently.” Menowel cheeks Via with a seductive smile.

“Ish! I count to 3 yes ...”

“Wait, Babe!” Mirza immediately reopened the room door lock in a hurry and skipped to the back. Understand the rented house Tia there is no bathroom in her room, so I have to go out first if you want MCK. Via laughed amusedly at her husband's behavior.

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Note;

Madumongso is a snack from East Java. This snack is made from black sticky rice as its base material. It tastes sour mixed sweet because black sticky rice was previously processed first into tapai (source; google)