Love Mas Cousin
Sudden Arrival

Placing his ears wide, wanting to hear what this time was his mother's chatter or whining in the morning. Usually Larisa, Larisa and Larisa. However, Nurani mistakenly guessed because Fitria looked cheerful like never before. The gloom that had always been imprinted on his face was now blurring out of nowhere.

All that happened because Ganta had told him that Larisa was fine. So, there was nothing to be worried about excessively by Fitria. Fitria just had to wait until Sadi knocked her heart to give her permission to meet with Larisa. Thank goodness Sadi also wanted to visit her daughter-in-law's house.

“Diminished coffee, Mas.” Fitria was so carefree and Sadi watched her.

Sadi sipped his coffee slowly. He kept a close eye on Fitria in front of him who was checking their Laundry business production and income reports in a thick blue-covered book.

“What makes you happy, Fitria?” ask Sadi curious.

Fitria raised her face, both of them were grinning.

“Do I need to be sad every time?” sahut Fitria and Sadi gave a soft cry.

“Usually you continue to fuss,” said Sadi back and a wry smile made by Fitria in response.

Conscience frowned and remembered Ganta's intention and invitation to go to meet Larisa. Has he done it?

Conscience was very curious, wanted to ask her mother directly but did not dare. He will ask her later when Ganta comes home and asks for Larisa and Bassta's home address. Nurani had thought carefully last night that she would go to Larisa to complain about Bassta.

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Every day at home is the most boring routine for Larisa. Can't wait for the tomorrow where Nayla and Nenden will come but he hasn't asked Bassta for permission that is so hard to talk to. After the arrival of Jema, the distance that Bassta stretched so felt wider. Is his chance to fix this marriage in vain?

I don't know, Larisa feels mumet thinking about it.

Now, his hand swayed to grab a glass of orange juice then he sipped it slowly. Now it was afternoon, it was four o'clock and thirty minutes and it also seemed that Bassta again would not go home quickly.

Intending to expel fatigue is also uncomfortable thinking about a husband who always spends time with his lover. Larisa is now out carrying her remaining drink half a glass. He just wants to water his plants. Hopefully it can treat the upset also calm his heart that is so troubled.

The water hose has spurted a clear circle that adheres to each leaf as well as flower petals in front of it. Every now and then Larisa wipes the child's hair on her forehead. Increasingly, his body began to be watered down by droplets of sweat. So hot today, getting hotter with degdegan after Larisa saw a black car that she was very familiar with stopped in front of the gate.

Larisa froze, how should she be now?

Right there, in the car, two humans whose parents Bassta were watching him.

“Douh, why did they come suddenly?” larisa muttered then lowered her hand which was holding the water hose.

The gate was opened by the security guard who had just entered work after a long leave due to illness.

Larisa gave a small smile, fearing the nervousness on her face made both of them astonished.

“I have to tell Bassta soon. Where can I alone face his parents,” inner Larisa so boisterous.

Larisa took a deep breath, trying to neutralize her nervousness as well. A sudden unpleasant premonition filled her mind, about that moment when Vivian walked into Bassta's room. Did the boy complain that no-no until Arif and Novia come now?

Larisa smiled again when the car stopped in front of the terrace, she quickly walked closer while tidying up her appearance that was not neat even yet to bathe.

“Larisa,” greet Arif so excited.

Larisa smiled, immediately shook Arif's hand and approached Novia. Hardening Novia's hand when touched by Larisa makes Larisa immediately look down sad.

Arif was wide-eyed, he looked at Novia with an annoyed look!

“Good, Om.” Larisa smiled broadly.

“Eh—“ Arif reprimanded while giggling, Larisa was still awkward and called her that. “Call Papa. Same as Bassta.”

Larisa nodded, assuring.

Novia snorted at the familiarity of her husband with Larisa.

“Where is my child?” novelyn asked.

Larisa turned her head then glanced back at Arif at a glance.

“Anu, not home yet.” Larisa answered nervously.

“Not home? Though obviously I asked him to come home soon, did the Sultan not deliver a message from me?” gerutu Novia and Arif just shrugged their shoulders.

“Perhaps in a moment,” reply Larisa friendly.

Instantly Novia's eyes squinted, a moment later she took a step forward, entered the house and felt no need to wait for Larisa to welcome. After all, it's Bassta's house, her son.

Arif shook his head at the annoying gurgle his wife showed him. Then he invited Larisa to follow and Larisa according.

Without needing to be asked, Asih who saw the arrival of the special guest immediately approached to say hello, shortly returned to the kitchen to prepare the best meal.

Arif and Novia were sitting next to each other, Larisa sitting alone across from them with such a tense look.

Novia glanced right and left, looking at something around her that might have been odd. Normal-normal only, that was what he got after observing quite thoroughly. But somehow, he was very curious about Vivian's complaint and he was so eager to ask it directly to Bassta.

“Where is your pregnancy?” arif said.

Novia turned her head, looking at her husband who was so over-treating Larisa, she thought.

Larisa nodded politely then replied, “Healthy, Pa.”

“Thank God. Later on the seven-monthly event, you guys are already thinking about this, right? What is Bassta's plan?” said Arif again.

Larisa was silent, just looking and her two hands squeezed tightly over her thighs. What do you have to answer now? Bassta alone doesn't care, boro-boro talks about a 7-month thanksgiving plan. But, once Arif's attention with such an important thing makes Larisa happy.

“You were asked in their. Mute!?” nova snapped impatiently at Larisa's reply.

Larisa was surprised to hear the high voice of her in-laws. His chest felt tight, his heartbeat was so tight, clearly visible from the movement of his chest fireworks at this time.

“Novia! Speak slowly. We met our daughter-in-law for the first time after the wedding day. You are this, yes...” Arif felt anxious, reprimanding his wife with a slight whisper.

Novia was silent, ignoring her husband's reprimand.

“Maafin Mom. Mama's been a little emotional lately,” whispered Arif to Larisa and Larisa just responded with a bland smile.

"Back, Bass. I can't take care of your parents" Larisa said in her heart, wanting to contact Bassta was difficult because her phone left in her room. While the room is now a stressful thing because of Vivian at that time. Larisa is convinced that her sister-in-law is complaining strangely because since then, she saw the astonishing gurgle of her mother-in-law. It's like researching, looking for evidence, looking for something but I don't know what.