FORCED CHEATING
25CURIGATION

In the morning, Ms. Een had woken up and prepared breakfast for her beloved son. Ms. Een who rarely cook is willing to bother in the kitchen until late open the store for Mirza.

Several times Ms. Een tried to stick her ear on the door of the room Mirza hoped to hear something, but until the day went on there seemed to be no sign of life there.

“Din!” Call Bu Een to Udin who is arranging goods on the store shelf. “Night Mirza really didn't say anything to you?”

“Ngak, Bu.”

After thinking for a while, Bu Een picked up his motor matic and left, Udin gawked in confusion.

At home Via was cleaning the front yard when Riri came out to see him.

“Udah wake you up?” Via turned towards Riri who had just yawned wide and sat on the terrace rubbing his eyes

“What breakfast, Ma'am?” Riri with chin support with a lazy look.

“Ne-know, Ri. I haven't eaten breakfast since morning. You cooked there!”

“Yaah ..., again males I Mbak.” Riri murmur.

Via just silently did not respond, grabbed a hose to water the plants while Riri was still sitting manyun while staring blankly ahead.

SROOT!

Via idly sprayed water towards Riri until Riri was shocked.

“Aduh ..”

Via chuckled at the surprised expression of his sister.

“Bengong aja! Girls don't be so bengong, later the soul mate is far!” Goda Via's. “Mandi there! Abis it masakin make a good Mbak!”

Riri got up still lazily heading inside, but his steps stopped when he learned a motor matic entered the yard and Bu Een came down to Via.

Waduh, her mother-in-law Ma'am Via tuh! Why would he come here? Riri took a break inside.

“Jam this way new nyiram plant.” Said Ms. Een without further ado with her nyinyir style as usual.

“Eh, yes Ma. Just had the problem, it was clean-up.” Sahut Via then immediately put a hose and wipe his hands with the tip of his shirt to greet his mother-in-law.

“Mothers want to pick up Ma'am Via ya?” Timpal Riri who returned to the terrace for fear of his brother dicomelin again the same Bu Een.

“You're here?” Bu Een was a little surprised to see the presence of Riri.

“Yes, nemenin Mbak Via.”

Via Nemenin? So you don't know if Mirza is home? Something's wrong like between them.

“Where are you from?” Via asked spread out Bu Een's mind.

“Neither from anywhere. Yes, that is it.” Miss Een is leaving.

“Not drinking first, Mom? I made tea huh?” Tawar Riri is good-ass when his intentions are just a fad.

“No need, I don't want tea.”

“Copy of that? Syrup or milk? Or herbal medicine to be healthy, ma'am?”

Miss Een glared at Riri, Riri put on an innocent face.

Bu Een gawked. “That grass is removed to be clean!” His words on Via pointed under the palm tree while then.

“That's a croquette plant its name, ma'am. Not grass!” Sahut Riri's.

Ms. Een cuek got on her bike and passed away leaving the yard.

“The basis of people is unclear! Time can not be different where the grass where the crockery!” Riri grumbled as she stared at Bu Een's departure.

“You can not say the same old man, later you know!” Via remind.

Riri only moved her lips a few centi. Via grabbed his hose back continued his activity of watering the plants. Shortly after, a duck motorbike entered the courtyard.

“Mas Arya?” Sapa Riri who saw Arya came carrying a plastic package in her hand.

“Nih, from your Mbak!” Arya gave the plastic to Riri.

Via approaching. “What is it, Mas?” Ask Via.

“Burning chicken. Earlier this morning there was a chicken chicken chicken dish, continued Mbakmu deliberately make also for you.” Bright Aryan.

“Wah, Mbak Tia is good. Yes if we haven't eaten here.” Riri sniffed the plasti pack exactly like a starving cat, Riri then opened it. “Hemmm, very fragrant smell. How come, there are three, Mas?”

“And there are three?”

“Mas MIrza hasn't come home yet. This one is my part!” Riri cheered excitedly himself then went in and brought his roasted chicken inside.

“Mirza hasn't come home?” Arya asked Via, her face hesitating.

“Numbered, Mas. Still in Jakarta.”

Arya silence.

Last night I obviously saw Arya at the station. Canapa Via said Mirza hasn't come home yet? Doesn't Mirza come back here? I think there is another problem, Mirza also looks tangled and confused last night.

Yes, it turns out that the pair of eyes that noticed Mirza last night near the station was Arya. He just happened to be here the other night to send passengers, too.

“Mas?” Call Via.

“Eh, what?” Arya was a little surprised.

“Si Ica not angry when Riri called Mbak Tia yesterday?” Via repeated his unanswered question Arya.

“Neither.”

“Thankful if that's it.”

“Yes already, if so I go home first yes.” Pamit Aryan's.

Arya left with a question mark on her. It is not his business the household life of Via and Mirza, but the return of Mirza who did not go to his own house really makes Arya feel strange.

“Mbak ..!” Riri's shout from inside suddenly made Via startled, half-flowing Via into the kitchen.

“What's up, Ri? You why?” I asked a little panicked.

“Where's it? Want to eat kok nya no?” Riri put on a pouting face.

Via grunting rudely. “What's the cirain? I said I wasn't cooking!”

“Laper, Mbak .. laper ..” Riri megslangin his stomach.

“Not spoiled!” ketus Via sebel. “Stay cooking with rice cooker! After all it's so much that it's effective crap Ica!” Via ngeloror to the stairs.

“Mbak .. Where to go?”

“BAB!” Sahut Via origin. Why, would you like to come?”

Riri is upset. Inevitably take the rice and start cooking.

“There are kids! Surprisingly, that age is still like a child's behavior. Take a course in gourmet cuisine, but the business of cooking rice is a scene. Basic Riri!” Via nagging himself entered his room on the second floor and threw his body on his mattress until the mantle a few times.

“Mas Mirza again what yes?” Via searches for his phone, then immediately types a message after finding it.

Morning, Mas. Why else? When home? Don't you miss me the same?

Via smiled to himself after sending that message to Mirza. The sound of TV remote on the nightstand then look for broadcasts that he thinks are interesting.

dlolette dlolet

the sound of incoming messages on the phone via making it directly reach it with a happy feeling. But when he knew the message from Yana, his face immediately changed.

Vi, later this afternoon accompany me to the yuk salon. You can, right? Permission first with popeye, I will pick ya.

Via did not reply to Yana's message. Via was silent as if he was thinking, before long a call came in on his phone from Yana.

"Hello, Vi. How, can you?" Yana directly pointed at Via as soon as her phone call was received.

"Where, yeah ...?" Via hesitated, actually he was a bit lazy. "Mas Mirza isn't home anymore, so ... "

"Goody! You are free, right? yess! I'll pick you up at 4."

"Eyeh, mind ... ! I'm with Riri at home again, not good when she left?" Via's still trying to find alesan.

"Oh yes, all invited. Okay, deal's at 4. Daaag ...." Yana immediately turned off the connection as good as her own udel without wanting to listen to the explanation Via first.

Via Manyun, actually he does not really like to go to the salon. It was a waste of time in his opinion, even he forgot when was the last time he went to the salon and for what, he said, then suddenly there is no wind no rain si Yana this afternoon want to make sure He went to the salon.

Huft, it will be a long time to wait for Yana Nyalon! Must be really bete there later, where the same Riri again.

"Mom!" Riri's head knew to poking out from behind the door of the room that was slightly open. "Eat yuk, laper nih. The rice is ripe!"

"Udah mateng? How much cepet?"

"Yes because I cooked it using hot water from a thermos, so cepet deh matengnya, heheee.... smart right me, Ma'am?" Riri praised herself by putting on a big smile.

Via can only shake the head, basic si Riri wants it fast and practical!

"Yes already let's spit down, later I run out of roasted chicken if not spit-spet!" Riri Rantas walked down the stairs ahead of her brother.

"Ri, later in the afternoon be taught to the same salon Yana." Said Via at the dinner table.

"Well, you want to ... " Sahut Riri is very excited.

If that is so, of course, Via has no reason to refuse Yana again.

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Mirza's room at Bu Een's house, the,

Mirza had just opened her eyes when a voice heard people talking on the phone from outside her room.

Even with consciousness not yet fully gathered, Mirza you are her mother's voice. But who's he calling? it's like someone's intro.

"You don't lie, do you? an honest answer is impossible if there is nothing!" Een's voice came from outside Mirza's room. It seems that Ms. Een was talking from the middle room located in front of Mirza's room so that Mirza could clearly hear her mother's voice typing

"Well, is his time in Jakarta all right? Do not try to cover it up. From last night his face was gloomy and until now he had not come out of the room either. And even more strangely he came back here instead of to his house to see his wife. If there's anything this must have something to do with you Jaka!"

"Geez!" Mirza was immediately shocked to hear the name Om Jaka mentioned.

Mirza immediately got out of bed and out of the room, it was enough to make Bu Een surprised.

" Wake up, Za?" Ask Ms. Een.

"Mother's the same call as Om Jaka?"

Bu Een looked at Mirza Yang as if emitting a romance of worry from his face.

"Yes, how do you know?"

Mirza approached and grabbed the phone from Bu Een's hand, then pressed a red mark on the screen.

"Octobeyed? Why why?" Ms. Een felt very surprised by Mirza's behavior just now.

Mirza did not answer, she refused to return to her room but was quickly intercepted by Bu Een.

"Wait, Za. What is it exactly with you? Tell me about Mom, what happened while you were in Jakarta?"

The deg!

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