CHEATING FIVE STEPS
Ex-wife is

After the departure of bang Agus, I again lay down on the sofa while massaging the head that began to feel throbbing.

Before bang Agus came, the only thing that hurt was my calf. After the Agus bang came, the pain was even more increasing, my head.

"Huffff, if there is a problem and the mind must be this gini, the disease is coming," I murmured a heavy sigh.

"This is the head why? Pake event twitching all. Do not know what, if I again want to think of the bald, think of the Yuni, think of people who blom at paying debts? Belom again thought of the two-door refrigerator bang Darma," my grumble.

"For a long time, can follow bald also head, because the mind is as messy as gini," continued me while continuing to massage the head.

Having just calmed his mind for a moment, a new problem appeared again.

"Assalamualaikum, buk." Greetings Yuni as she stepped in and greeted me.

"What else does Yuni need to come here? He's not taking his monthly money here?" my mind is astonished.

"Wa'laikum hail, Yun alone?" ask me a pleasantry.

Because of his usual, he always came with his tomboy friend. But this time, he came alone.

"Sir, buk. Yuni is the same mamak," replied Yuni and then sat her body on the sofa.

"Why did your mom come here?" ask me curious.

"Either, he said he wanted to talk to my mother," Yuni replied as she shook her shoulders, not knowing.

I was silent after hearing the reply from Yuni. Soon, Yuni's mother, aka Bang Darma's ex-wife, came, and stood at the door while angry at me.

"Udah feel great, huh? How dare you be angry with my son. Who do you look like, huh? How dare you scold my son?" yuni mother screeched as she ruffled her waist at the door.

I heard her voice rise up from the sofa, and walked up to her. Jump up my apoplexy, after hearing her curse.

"Woy, demon! If you dare to enter this house, then don't blame me, if this glass ashtray will float into your head!" I don't want to lose.

I can't accept if anyone's berating me as well as his eyed, including bang Darma's ex-wife.

"What if I'm mad at your son, huh? Naturally I am angry, because you have been presumptuous to sell items that are not your right," I said loudly, while holding my arms folded over my stomach.

"Basic, you crazy woman! That stuff is not you who buy, yes, how dare you sell other people's stuff. It's the last time you look like her, huh?" my oceh again.

Instead of feeling guilty and apologizing, Yuni's mother even more so with her words.

"Like me. I want to sell the cake, I want to throw the cake, I want to use the cake. It's none of your business!" reply Yuni's mother did not lose her loud.

My eyes were wide open, when I heard the serpent woman standing in front of me. With a cynical look, I continued my babble again.

"Then, if you have that brain in use. Do not put it in a pants pocket. I wonder, there are still people who do not know themselves and do not know ashamed like you," I told Yuni's mother.

"Gold belongs to Yuni. So, whatever Yuni's belongings are, that means mine as well. And you, you have no right to regulate us. You're just a stepmom, you don't deserve to be mad at my son, okay!" reply her.

"Basically, women are not sane. It's worth bang Darma to divorce you. Your behavior is very embarrassing, double eyes, do not know shame, do not know yourself anymore. It was wrong to insist. You healthy?" nagging me while smiling slanted her.

Yuni just kept quiet in her seat. She kept seeing me and her mom fighting her mouth. In her guess again watch the screen tancap yak time?

"Heh, crazy woman! It's good to have your nose pointed out that I'm not sane. Just so you know yes, not Darma who left me, but I was the one who left him. I'm the one who divorced him, I dumped that useless guy!" obviously mother Yuni.

"Oh, huh? Did I not hear wrong? Where ever he was cold, he was warm. He was even very romantic with me. Almost every night she gives her inner living to me. He was so satisfying to me, he was such a perfect man to me" I said casually.

I deliberately said that, so that Yuni's mother would not arbitrarily insult my husband.

"Perhaps, bang Darma does not taste to see your body that smells, dirty, kumel, slovenly, lots of scabs everywhere. Or maybe, it's you're wide like a borehole. Then his bang Darma is reluctant to touch you, hahahaha!"

I laughed back and forth, seeing her face turn redder from hearing my taunts just now.

"Bad you are! How dare you say anything about me, huh! That smell and the canning is your body, not mine," Yuni's mother argued.

I didn't touch his words. I just smiled sideways as I stood before him.

"Awas, you are! If you ever again scold my son, I'll beat you all out, remember that!" yuni mother continued with full warning.

"Hahahaha, do you think I'm afraid of your dime threat? We're both ex-bad guys, we both eat rice. Why should I be afraid of such a dime threat?" say I loudly.

"Unless your food is stone, wood, iron. Naahh, if that was the case I would be afraid of you. Is this the same thing, eating rice is afraid? Hahahaha," I said, laughing out loud.

"Bad you, bangs*t! Look what I'm gonna do to you. If I hear you scolding my son again, don't get me wrong, if I'm going to be reckless with you, keep it all right!" threaten her again.

"I'm not afraid, I'm waiting for your threat. Now you can leave my house. Before I flush you with my dishwasher water!" throw me away while pointing outwards.

"You remember my words, yes! I never messed with my words" she said again.

"All right, I won't be daunted by your caterpillar," said I don't want to lose.

"YUNI, let's go home!" dina called her son out of our house.

"YES, MAAK!" yuni answered and walked out and approached her attached mother.

"Let's go home!" take Dina while pulling Yuni's hand firmly towards her bike.

I just smiled, and still remained relaxed, seeing the behavior of the children in front of me.

"Basic, women are not sane" I muttered as I looked at the departure of the two of them.

After finishing nostalgic with my husband's ex-wife, I fell back on the long sofa, and went back to massaging my forehead.

"I don't think about Yuni's attitude. He told all of it to his mother. He's an adult, he should be able to think what's good and what's bad" my inner wonder.

"I became ilfil with Yuni's attitude that the monger complained like that. Is she happy, seeing me and her mom fighting. Is he happy, heard we both berate each other," I continued.

"Ah, I don't know. To be sure, my affection for Yuni, my stepdaughter is getting less and less because of her attitude. I am also an ordinary human being, have limits of patience, have feelings, have a conscience and can also be hurt," I added while continuing to massage the forehead which is increasingly throbbing pain.

"If my kindness has been meaningless in Yuni's eyes, what else am I doing good to her?"

"Toh, she still thinks of me as a cruel stepmother as well. Or in fact, all this time Yuni never thought I existed. And maybe, too, he thinks I'm nothing, "my inner self keeps guessing about my stepson.

All the bad prejudices, all running through my mind. I'm upset, I'm angry, I hate it. I'm sick of doing good to Yuni. Am I wrong to think so?

If our kindness has never been appreciated at all, maybe I'm not the only one who will be angry. Everyone will be angry and disappointed if they feel the same way as I feel right now.

*thousands of Goods Will Be Lost With Just One Mistake*