NOT PERPETRATORS
Jealous

A week in Bali. We were satisfied with Honeymoon. It's time we went home. And this morning, I was getting ready, while Dimas permission went to the next room— mas room Surya and mbak Nonita. However, he had been gone for half an hour and had not returned. (New half an hour ya awwoh Imania)

"Why Dimas so long," I murmured.

Impatiently waiting, I finally came out to catch up with him, I went to Nonita's nursery. As I was walking towards the door of the room, I suddenly met a man who walked hurriedly to nudge me.

"Eh, sorry," said the man.

I staggered to the door, so my body accidentally pushed open the door of Nonita's bedroom. As I was about to fall, the man pulled my arm. I also went into the man's arms. Quickly I moved away from her body.

"Ah, Mas Surya .. oh ...."

We looked at her with surprise when we heard Nonita's talk. I accidentally watched Nonita and Surya mas mbak who were having sex.

"Hey, you! It's so rude to go into someone's room without permission!" nagel mbak Nonita who is riding horses.

I hurriedly covered my face with my palms. I immediately came out of Nonita's bedroom. And shut the door.

"Sorry, Ma'am. I didn't mean it!" I scream from behind the door.

When I turned around, the man was looking at me. For a moment I watched him. Loh, wasn't he the one who hit Dimas on the beach that time?

"You," I said.

"Have we met?" tanyakanya.

"You're, aren't you, Ratna's boyfriend, huh?"

"You're Ratna's friend?" The man asked back while raising both eyebrows.

"No. I'm the wife of the man you hit on the beach that day" I explained.

The two men's eyes were rounded, then shriveled. "Oh ...." At last, that was all that came out of his mouth. For a moment he looked at me. "Yendra Gunawan" he said, extending a hand.

"Imania Saraswati." I shook his hand and hurriedly let go.

"I'm sorry I almost made you fall."

"Ah, it's okay."

"I'm in a hurry. We're going to the airport to go home."

"I want to go home too."

"Are you honeymooners here?"

"Yes" I replied embarrassedly.

"Not to be ashamed. That's exactly good. I haven't married Ratna yet, but it's honeymoon, ha-ha."

Now it's my turn to round both eyes.

"Ha-ha, you're surprised, huh? But we're getting married soon."

"Oh, thank goodness." Be relieved to hear it.

"Eh, who was that?" Yendra pointed towards the door of Nonita's room.

"Oh, they're my brother-in-law."

"That's so messy! Why aren't they locked?"

"Don't know. Uh, aren't you in a hurry?" I reminded him not to miss the plane.

"Oh, yeah, thanks for reminding me, yeah. Bye ... Faith."

"Bye, Yendra."

Yendra immediately ran in a hurry. The man is nice and friendly. Besides, he is also pretty handsome and cool. Why would Ratna tease other men?

Uh, by the way, that time Nonita's raving was heard all the way to my room, but why haven't some nights been heard? That means the room occupied by Mr. Nonita is soundproof. Then why wasn't that time? It's freaky.

Ah, instead of thinking about it, I better find Dimas. I went to the lobby to find my husband. Sure enough, he was there and .. was talking to a woman. My eyes were shocked to see that woman was Ratna.

"May I have her HP number?" ratna asked Dimas.

"Em .. doesn't seem to."

"Why? I just want to be friends with you."

"I have a woman I love very much. I keep my women's feelings. And I don't want him to be jealous of other women."

How happy it was to hear Dimas's rejection of the woman. There was a sweet feeling in my chest. Dimas is really the best husband. I really don't need to doubt his love.

"But .. I just want to be friends. Can't it? Just to add to the harness," whined the woman with his flirtatiousness. "Please ...." The woman begged.

In my heart I hope that Dimas still refuses to give his HP number. No, Dimas, no!

"Hm .. okay. Get your phone."

How surprised to hear that. How could Dimas give me his number? Only by whining like that did he instantly melt down? It sucks!

While Dimas typed his number on Ratna's phone, I immediately approached. "Ghem!"

Dimas. "Eh, honey." With ease Dimas just smiled at me.

Dimas handed back Ratna's phone. While Ratna smiled cynically at me while playing her eyebrows to tease me.

Simultaneously, Yendra called out to him, "Nana! What are you doing? Why so long?" Yendra immediately turned his gaze towards Dimas. "You again!" Yendra walked over to us.

"Ah, i-iya Dear. Already, let's go." The nervous-looking Ratna immediately pulled Yendra's arm. They also left the resort.

"Darling ...." Dimas touched my cheek.

With a scowl, I removed his hand.

"You angry?"

"You think?"

Dimas laughed at the look on my face. Sucks. Why is he laughing like that? And also, why didn't he apologize to me for making me jealous?

"Let's go home" he asked.

I didn't answer, just showed an annoyed facial expression. And Dimas just smiled amusedly watching me. Not very funny! Why does she make me so happy? Just be careful if Dimas dares to mess behind me!

Dimas and I went home. While mbak Nonita and mas Surya are still in the resort. I don't know how romantic they are. In fact, they forgot to lock the door of the room so the spirit of making love. This is morning. Really, they're like newlyweds.

***

After getting off the plane, we got in the car to get to Dimas' house. Then we arrived at a beautiful house. I barely recognize this house. Isn't this the house of Dimas that I once visited with Arka? Yeah, correct. It's the same place. Just ... looks more luxurious and spacious. Dimas must have renovated it.

We got out of the car too. Along the way, I just kept quiet, although many times Dimas teased and talked. I'm still mad that he gave Ratna his number.

"Honey .. This is our home."

With a sullen face, I entered after a man in a flat opened the gate.

"Well, welcome ondehome defender, Mas Dimas and Mbak pery and pery biyutipul." (So, the old man is so cool in English, his pronunciation is also messed up, ha-ha)

"Thank you, Mr. Parmin," said Dimas, grinning at the man's behavior.

I looked at the old man.

"Finally, Mas Dimas got married too. Lah, when do you think?" he said with a sad mimic.

"Are you not married yet?" many wonder. He is old, you know. He must be around 45. His posture is tall and thin.

"Not Beautiful Mother. Where does anyone want to be with me?"

"Maybe you haven't met your soul mate, sir," I said, then moved back.

"Sir Parmin, please bring the suitcase in."

"Ready, Mas Dimas! Four five!" he said while being respectful like a scout.

Dimas held my arm. "Wait on! Are you gonna keep quiet on me?"

Dimas clasped my finger, leading me to the door of the house. Two women greeted us at the door.

"Welcome, Mas, Mba," greet them in unison.

"Thank you ..," I said.

They introduced themselves to me. The 40-year-old woman, her name is Surti. She's a housekeeper here. The other is named Murti, 35 years old. She's also a housekeeper here. Their names are very similar.

"How's your honeymoon? Is that fun?" tanya bi Surti's.

"Very fun" replied Dimas.

"Do you guys want to eat something? Let us prepare," bargain Murti.

"We want to rest first" Dimas replied.

Me and Dimas came in. This house has changed a lot. Besides being wider, this house also looks more majestic. We went upstairs. Arriving in the upper room. I lie down on the bed. Mr. Parmin, who was following behind us, came in and put down our suitcases. After that, he went straight out.

"Sir Parmin!" call Dimas.

"Yes, Mum."

"Kudo ... Mr. Parmin immediately got a new bust" said Dimas, laughing.

"Well, it must be a code. There will be another new boyfriend online. Funny!" parmin said happy.

"Take your phone, Parmin. Who knows if it's in."

Parmin pulled the phone out of his pocket. He seemed to be checking something. "Well, yeah, Mom. There's another new number. This one is pretty too. Her profile picture is sexy again! Just wear a daleman." The dark-skinned flattened man looked excited, then showed a picture of the woman on his mobile phone to the front of Dimas' face.

"Ha-ha, that's not a daleman, Parmin. It's called a bikini" Dimas said, laughing.

"Well, that kayak, yeah, that one at Spongebob's?" (Maybe what Parmin means is bikini bottom)

"Ha-ha, yes, right."

"Well, I'll reply to the chat first, yes, Mas Dimas. Tengkyu pery mat's. Excuse me ...."

Parmin came out with a step of spirit. The guy was ridiculous. How could Dimas get such a person? Ha-ha, enough to calm my mood. Uh, that was, who was the woman they were talking about, huh?

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