My in-laws are my rivals
chapter 8 (Duh... )

Travel about 1 hour then finally arrived at the destination.a simple house appeared to be seen in front of me.there is a terrace containing flower pots containing a variety of ornamental plants.heard the roar of a car that stopped on the page..I saw in the house out a young girl about 16 years old who was in a hurry to approach Pak Tarno's car.

" uh father and mother have returned anyway.I think the new night is back again" said the girl as she bawled...

" in you mah kesengan left alone at home.biar can be alone right that same brother next door.awas lu kebablasan ya.jangan in the house dong if you want to date." the youngest I later knew named Dena pretended to glare at the girl.The girl I saw was only tightening gentleness while clenching her mouth exactly brutune pock.

" Nur help bring barang2 kak cindi sama nih interin Wulan to your room ya" Bu dance who just got off the car immediately gave orders to the girl.oh it turns out her name is Nur..

" ready Mom..mari mba Wulan come with me" said nur after receiving the goods dr kak cindi and entered into the house.ibu, Dena, Cindi had already entered the house first..while Mr. Tarno was seen checking his car.

Enter into the house.there is a living room with a table and minimalist living chair.there are several displays of paintings of natural scenery on the wall overlooking the outside door..beside the sofa there is a vase containing plastic flowers of various colors.

" mba Wulan is his name.please taro here his bag" said Nur after we arrived in his room.a room measuring 2*3meter.there is a small bed...load or forced to load if it is made for 2 people.but if for one person it is quite relieved.there are 1 small wardrobe and a pile of clothes2 on the edge of the newly folded bed..next to it there is an ironing device.seems like Nur is a household assistant in the family of Mr. Tarno.

"thank you mba Nur.it wants ironed yes clothes.

" yes mba Wulan.eh do not call me mba donk.kalo mba Wulan reflectes I call mba.kan mba older.aku only 14 years mba.just passed SMP hehehe" said nur cengengesan...

I just nodded and joined in smiling.actually I was confused after arriving at the house.what I want to do.I thought at home Mr. Tarno no ARTnya..jd I can be beberes and do other clean work2.if for cooking.I dare not propose myself .fear my cooking is not according to their taste.

" Nur invite Mba Wulan to lunch first here.you have cooked for lunch" the sound of mother dance calling nur..

" yes, ma'am." answered nur.then he took my hand to get out of the room and into the dining room.

Until in the dining room .I saw family members Pak Tarno had sat in the chair.I am still clumsy and awkward still standing.while nur was sitting in a chair near Dena.

" loh Wulan kok still standing.ayok sit here.ga need to be shy.we fellow humans must help each other, just consider us family nak Wulan himself yes...I have known Mr. Herman for a long time.I am very impressed with him.beliau org who is friendly and responsible.the results of his work are also satisfactory.it dlu my home..mr. nak Wulan also did the work.good right.the ceramics are also installed good.I am satisfied td see "lit pak Tarno at length explained .

I can see Mr. Tarno is not just kata2 merely praising the father.There is sincerity in his eyes when talking about my father..

You are indeed good at carpentry.from installing the foundation...Melur wall.until pairs of ceramics.the results of the father's work are very satisfying.he is also honest about the material2 he uses.he is not wasteful to use the building material2.so when building a house..material that is not too exhausted much.besides the careful father also heart2 in work, when cutting ceramics.ga there is damaged or wasted sia2 because of unused .that's why Mr. Tarno said he was satisfied with the work of my father.

It turned out a month before Lebaran who finally returned home with me.beliau sepet working on the building of Mr. Tarno's house.fast while at home there.pak Tarno seemed familiar with the Father..and my father also chose Pak Tarno's house for us to stop when we just arrived..do good to others.indeed a must. without having to expect the same reciprocity... The Lord YME is not sleeping..He who guides and scratches events.we as His people.just try.and pray to be given His pleasure...

while still awkward I finally sat next to sister cindi.one by one the people at the table ate it took the rice and side dishes that had been served..finally, we enjoyed lunch...

remembering that I felt Dejavu with the incident when I had breakfast the first day in the shop where Amah.then my memory drifted to a sweet black youth who had dimples on his right.heri..indeed the first one is difficult to forget yes.but soon I clarify the shadows again.I leave everything to the destiny of God.which is in front of me now this is what I have to live and go through...I intend not to think about things that smell dating and others.I have to focus in order to get a job as soon as possible.

get up early at 4.30.help Nur Ses2 in the kitchen and clean the house, followed by washing and rubbing the clothes of the residents of the house.and so forth.only cooking that I did not help..mending he does it himself so it is not confused.yes okay I said.

the youngest Dena will soon graduate High School, he is a spoiled but polite child.Biarpun sometimes like ngusilin Nur.ibu dance turns out to work in the office as well.cuma I do not know what part of the work...while Mr. Tarno was apparently a painting teacher in an art studio.automatically every day after 7 am..usually the one who came home the earliest is the youngest Dena.around 3pm he arrived home.

There is an incident that makes me shiver disco if I remember back..

it was 12 pm.I was in the backyard of the house.it happened to be there is a small park.there is a table and chairs that are used to make Mr. Tarno sit while drinking coffee if the day is off...because the youngest Dena demen bgt collection of comic books and novels.I who also like to read ..some time ask permission to borrow and follow reading..in fact he is fond of bgt.he said our hobby is the same.then from that.all comic books and novels that he has.he taro on the shelf near the table in the garden.was he stacked in his own room...I'm the one who likes to be diligent in reading those books if all the homework is done.

like that time.akupun was busy entering into a story dr a novel book that I hold.."my old rival" the title of the novel...the story that flowed made me drown in it, so that a voice from Nur's room sounded disturbing my ears.

" iih.si aa maaaah.don't dong.alah aaahh.."goals I heard a voice like nur talking to someone in his room..but how does his voice like ngos2an sighed that way...

nur's room is in the back.ya precisely behind the exit to the back garden.

I'm still sitting holding the book a little surprised.not that I don't know what Nur is doing.but I'm confused....reading novels owned by Dena sometimes someone who wrote a pretty vulgar Scene2.so I know the nur making a sigh like it was doing what..

Nur.. despite his age, he said he was only 14 years old.from his bulging stature did look adult LBH...I'm the 18-year-old at that time lost big and looks like his adek...nya also nyablak and positilan.only one advantage.ga irritable, easy,even though it is often attached to Cindi or Dena...

back to the voice of the Nur..I am confused about how to do ..pelgoki him and throw his guy.atakah let it..I know it's his personal domain.but if inget he is still very young...moreover, this is in the house of people.My normal thoughts tell me to reprimand Nur...

" Aa..His hands should not enter Sana iiiih.."back heard the voice of the nur.wah...

slowly I walked towards the room nur.until the door was whisked away I got a view that looks.yes.. because the door of the room nur open a little wide right to the bed....looks nur who is being overstressed by a man of medium stature.Hat age I estimate about 20 years.and I know the guy.he works at a grocery store in a stall that I used to shop and nur shopping...maybe he was Nur's girlfriend.from the words of Dena when I first got to the house first...

for almost 3 weeks I was at home there anyway.never had an incident like the one I saw at this time.meaning I think that Dena only meredek nur only.laah gaunya emang real..they were still fully dressed, but the boy's hand had entered in the tee shirt that he was wearing...

I slowly turned around and walked a little back.after arriving in front of the back door that leads to the park..I mean so that two people who are drunk with romance and are knitting sin threads in the room know that there are people...

and sure enough.ga how long.I see as great as the young man came out of the nursery and immediately rushed out of the house Pak Tarno.

I saw that.walking into the dispenser machine as if 2 would take some drinking water...

not how long nur was out of his room.Seeing me who was drinking him.

a little surprised then mesam-mesem.hmmm basic si Nur uda perplexed also just mesam mesem doang.....