Rania
10.Mr. Cendol The Cheerful
"Your mother is a thief." Rania looked at her husband.
David's hands clenched, his red eyes staring at the brave wife loudly saying that again in front of him.
"Why? You don't accept me saying your mom's a thief?"
"Enough! Shut your mouth!" David's voice was slow, yet full of emphasis.
"I'll never shut my mouth. I'll say what I want to say. Enough for me to be patient with your mother's behavior." Rania fiery.
David took a deep breath, trying to temper his emotions. He knew that right now he had to understand Rania's uncontrollable anger.
"I understand you're angry, but try to calm down." David tried to hold his wife's shoulder.
Rania immediately shook her husband's hand.
"Swimming? I need to take it easy to see my mother's jewelry worn by your mother?"
"My mom would have just wanted to borrow it" David replied, still trying to calm her down.
"Borrowing without first asking my permission?" Rania is getting emotional.
David remained silent. He held his head, for free, which he did not seem to make Rania calm even more and more uncontrollable.
"I'll get all my jewelry right now!" Rania turned her body quickly.
Hearing that David hurriedly pulled his wife's hand.
"Non't now! There are still many people downstairs."
"I don't care." Rania tries to shake her husband's hand.
But David was holding his wife's arm getting stronger.
"I won't let it." David shook his head.
Rania continues to wrangle trying to let go of her husband's hand.
"Calm down. I'm sure my mom didn't mean it that way."
Rania looked at David. The look was filled with disappointment and anger.
"After everyone's gone, I'll talk to my mother" David said, letting go of his wife's hand slowly.
Rania cast a glance in any direction with her breath rising and falling irregularly still holding in anger.
"I'll talk to your mother. I want to ask you firsthand why she's wearing my jewelry."
"Yes. But it's bad later if everyone's gone."
Rania grinned cynically.
"Why? Afraid I'd embarrass your mother?"
David remained silent.
A few moments later.
Widuri smiled happily staring at the diamond-encrusted jewelry set she had just worn. The luxurious necklace that has managed to make all his friends at the dinner last was amazed and amazed by the beauty and of course also the price is certainly expensive.
He then stood up to store the jewelry box in the closet, but suddenly without knocking on the door Rania entered with a quick step and a face that looked very angry.
Rania continued to walk over to her mother-in-law, without fear and trepidation, she continued to walk closer to Widuri who was fixated on seeing her.
Unexpectedly, Rania forcibly took the jewelry box in Widuri's hand, leaving the mother-in-law stunned in disbelief.
"Where are the others. Give it back to me right now!" Rania held out her hand.
Widuri. He had not expected the son-in-law to be that brave to him.
"Bad! How dare you be like me?" Widuri glared at Rania.
"It's up to you to talk what. I just have all my jewelry returned right now."
The cruel and wrathful gaze of Widuri directed at the daughter-in-law whom she never liked. What hatred is now more inflamed to Rania who she thought was getting brave enough to be sassy to her.
The two humans hated each other was staring at each other with eyes full of rage, their breathing seemed irregular due to the increasingly turbulent anger.
The arrival of David and his two younger siblings was unable to make both of them turn away from anger.
"I'm waiting for mom. Where's my other jewelry." Rania opened her voice again.
Widuri immediately saw the son who was pecking behind his wife. The middle-aged woman's face suddenly softened with teary eyes.
"See son. How does your wife treat you?" Widuri seemed to be holding back her cries.
Gendis approached her mother. Surely with a sharp, hateful look at his sister-in-law.
While David could only sigh while approaching his wife.
"stop. We're back in the room now." David held Rania's hand.
"No!" Rania. "I wouldn't leave here if I didn't bring all my jewels."
Widuri. Apparently the son-in-law still insisted on getting back the jewelry.
"Where did you keep it? What's in this closet?" Rania swung her steps towards the closet.
Seeing that, Widuri seemed to be losing control, he pushed his daughter-in-law to make Rania stagger back, lucky with David swiftly holding his wife's body.
"Mothers. What'd you do?" David was shocked that the mother had been rude to his wife.
"Bashful son-in-law. It's too bad he's gonna open up mom's closet."
"If I'm presumptuous, what about my own mother? Do you think wearing jewelry belonging to someone else without prior permission is not presumptuous?"
"try to see. Just because I borrowed the jewelry for a while, your wife has dared to fight mother." Widuri glared at David.
"Just mom said? Borrow? When did you ask permission from me to wear it? When?"
"Already! Enough's enough!" David seemed to have exhausted his patience, seeing his mother and wife alternating.
"Mothers. Give me all the jewelry back now."
"What?" Widuri.
"I don't want to see you guys fighting over that jewelry anymore."
Widuri was still looking at her son in disbelief, while Rania looked as if she was smiling in satisfaction.
"Sister. Why is my brother defending my wife?" Gendis seemed disappointed with her brother's decision.
"Your brother will definitely defend his wife son. To her, she no longer meant anything." Widuri looked down sadly, while stepping slowly closer to her closet.
He then took out all of Rania's jewelry, tossing the origin onto the bed beside her.
Rania took the jewelry box one by one, not caring about the anger and annoyance of Widuri who was now staring at her son full of disappointment.
"I'm sorry mom. Not that I'm defending my wife. But what you did was wrong. No mother should wear her jewelry without asking permission first," said David, sighing resignedly for whatever reason he gave will not be able to stem the anger of the mother to him.
"Get out!" Widuri turned her face away from the son.
"Get all of you out of here right now!"
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