Bitter Tongue In-Law
10. Request Assistance

Bianca didn't go straight to campus. Feeling that he had a few minutes before his class started, he decided to stop by the store.

"Cock come here? Said there was a morning class." Bian asked while busy with his broom. Now he has to go back to what he used to be, get everything ready by himself.

"Yes, there are still a few minutes before class. I haven't been here in a long time, but it's near here, yes I stopped by."

"Have you returned the bag?"

"Udah, he said thank you and sorry for bothering Mas Bian. I think her husband is very angry, Mas. His eyes showed that he had been crying all night."

Bian immediately stopped his activities when he heard the complaint from his sister. He leaned a broom in the window and sat in front of his sister.

"Seriously? You didn't meet her husband?"

Bianca shook her head, "What's the matter? Yesterday the story was angry, upset tone, why now so curious?"

One toyoran in the head made Bianca's head fall backward.

"Task does not mean Mas kepo or care. I want to cry how I also do not care. He was wrong." Bian got up and swept back.

"Who said that? I was just wondering why I wanted to know so much. I didn't say I cared about him."

Bian only gave a sharp look for his sister to be quiet.

Bian swept over with a hint of daydreaming. How angry was Nuna's husband until the woman cried all night?

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Nuna opened the bag intending to check the phone. As he pulled his phone, he apparently dropped something as well. His forehead frowned as soon as he saw a sheet of money. He took the money and looked at it for a moment.

"Is this money from Bian?"

"Oh so that guy's called Bian?" Arga entered the room with his wet hair.

"Ah yes, Mas. I'm not...."

"Why do you feel completely innocent after committing this crime?"

"Mas, actually I wanted to be honest with you from the beginning, but there was always something that made me void to be honest."

"And finally this lie you brought up until now? I didn't think you were this bad, Na."

"I'm sorry, I promise I won't repeat. I had to, Mas."

"I don't care. Whether you change or not, whether you repeat it or not. I don't care anymore. From now on take care of yourself, I let you here just to sleep, not for the others. You make your own money for your needs. Because from now on I don't want to take your life. Be thankful I still give you a free ride to shelter."

"Mas, you want to get away from the responsibility because of this problem? Do I deserve all this? I just..."

"JUST WHAT? From yesterday you said just, just, just, like you made a small mistake. You're holding me accountable for the fetus you've conceived while screwing you it's not just me."

"What does that mean, Mom? What are you talking about? You know I'm just doing that to you, this is your son. Why is this problem so spread to things that are not on track?"

Arga smiled obliquely, "Not on his path? Even now you are openly in a relationship with another man. You received money from the man who impregnated you. Not on what path does that mean? You said from yesterday that you would change. What changes will you make? Everything was already wet. I hate you so much, Nuna, that you may deceive me. It's a big scam. Where is your heart? You asked me to marry you, while the fetus you carry is not my son. This is what you said your mistake was small? I should have heard Mom's words."

Nuna was confused, she did not understand the words of her husband. Why could Arga think that? She let her husband out of the room in wrath. His mind was more focused on the cause of Arga saying such a ridiculous thing. He started to remember what happened before he came home from the hospital.

Until I don't know how many minutes he concluded something. He immediately went out of the room and looked for his mother.

"Mother is honest with me. You must be complaining about things that are not true with Mas Arga, right? Are you talking about Mas Arga?"

"Not saying anything. If you realize there is something wrong with my words, why don't you find out for yourself. I think you should know what I'm talking about after your argument just now."

"I didn't expect. Mom and I are both girls, how can you be that bad? Deserve Mas Arga that tenacious. Rupamya's writings from Mother managed to change it. You think I'm gonna give up? You think I'm quiet? I'll prove it if I'm not wrong."

Nuna violently wiped away her tears that had managed to shed. He felt he had to straighten this out immediately. He did not want this misunderstanding to continue. By walking a bit hastily, he intends to go to Bian's tavern. He had to ask the man for help to straighten out the splashes of problems caused by his mother-in-law.

Nuna turned her body to the tavern unaware that her steps had been followed by Ms. Ningsih. Unmitigated, even he followed Nuna until she entered the pantry. For the second time, Nuna again accidentally made a mistake. The pantry door that was only half the height of the door was left open. Bu Ningsih who sat directly opposite the room could of course see the activity of Nuna who was standing opposite Bian.

"Bian, I need your help. My husband misunderstood me, he thought I was pregnant with your child. Help me get this straight, Bi."

Bian was silent. He was so surprised by Nuna's sudden arrival. His surprise made him not too focused on Nuna's words. The focus is precisely on the red and watery bead of the eye, the swelling is still clearly visible.

"Dian."

The man still didn't budge. Until finally a hand grasped it suddenly made him realize from daydream.

"What's up, Na? Why are you here?" ask Bian at last.

"Mother me. Explain to my husband that our relationship is no more than the same boss of employees. She misunderstood, she thought the child in the womb was me your son."

"Huh? How can?"

"I can't tell you, please help me."

Bian's gaze descended upon the hands of those who clung to each other. Aware of the ridiculousness that occurred, Nuna immediately took off the hand and apologized.

"Yes, I'll try to help. I should what? To your house or what? This is once, yes. I don't want any more business with you."