He's In My House
Alienated

A cold sweat suddenly shot out from the tip of Ariel's hair just then, her steps trembling slightly as it followed Surya walking inside. His mind floated unsteadily when he saw the magnificent house that looked before him.

"Please wait a minute, the mbok will call Citra. You sit here first" Surya asked.

"Well," said Ariel briefly.

Surya then went to the kitchen and approached the mbok to ask for help call Citra at that time.

"Mbok, please tell Citra yes below there is someone waiting for her" said Surya.

"Good den." said the mbok.

Immediately the mbok climbed the stairs and called Citra who was still in the room.

Gdp ... Tokkk

The mbok quickly knocked on the door of Citra's room.

"Yes, who. Enter," said Citra from inside the room.

Ceklek, the sound of the room door opened by the mbok. "Below there are guests for mbak Citra" , the mbok informed in accordance with Surya's instructions.

"My guest, who's the mbok?" asked Citra who was still engrossed in her nail polish.

"Sorry, I don't know. That was the guest who found Citra den Surya." explained the mbok.

"OK, soon I will go down." concluded Citra.

The mbok then came out of the Citra room and immediately closed the door. Half an hour passed, Citra who had just come out from inside the room walked immediately towards the living room to meet someone who was waiting for her a long time ago.

With a slightly reluctant face she walked through mama Sinta alongside Novi and Malika at that time, her eyes slightly glanced at the figure of Malika. He seemed curious about the little girl, but reluctant to get close.

Once he reached the guest room, how surprised he saw the figure of Ariel was already sitting on a long sofa.

"Eh, what are you doing here?" he asked ketus.

"For mbak, I'm sorry I was so presumptuous to come here all of a sudden. I just want to convey this, from my mother to mbak Citra." explained Ariel while offering a bushel containing the food.

"Other times do not need to bother coming here, there is my number" said Citra half-whispering.

It was unexpected that Mama Sinta approached Ariel and herself at that time.

"Again, who is Cit?" asked the mother who suddenly blends in the atmosphere.

Why is he here all the ah, so long as I think. grunt resentful Citra in the heart.

"For auntie, introduce me Ariel. I'm sorry if I bother my family's aunt early in the morning." he said polite in front of Mama Sinta.

"Oh son Ariel, are you Citra's friend or what?. Aunty has never seen you all this time." warmly welcome Mama Sinta to Ariel.

It was seen that Ariel's mouth had half opened to say a word, but stopped as Citra cut their conversation abruptly.

"Ariel here, my friend from high school ma. We had not met for a long time, and yesterday accidentally met in the street of a cafe. Yes Ril?," Citra's storyline to Sinta's mother while glancing at Ariel to approve the story.

"Yes aunty" said Ariel in a clumsy tone.

Mama Sinta is not a child yesterday afternoon who will easily be fooled by all Citra words. But the mother who knew all this was Citra, just chose silence and smiled towards the two of them.

"Ril, will you be willing to work again he said. All farewell to my mother-in-law." push Citra on Ariel right then and there.

Looking a little confused Ariel had to compensate for all of the Image's lies back then. He who did not want to linger there to dissolve in the play Citra, finally decided to leave immediately.

"Yes aunty, I'm sorry I've had this little misfortune. Maybe next time I can stop by here again," Ariel looks for an excuse.

"Alright then, say my thanks to your mother yes. It's been bothering like this," said mama softly.

"Yes aunty, I will convey." concluded Ariel.

He stood up and walked out of the house. Seen Juna from a distance watching Ariel who was passing from inside the house.

"Who's the mas," he asked curiously to Surya.

"That's Citra's friend, do you also not know the man?" said Surya while drinking his tea.

With the maximum possible memory, he was also unable to find Ariel in his memory. He also never met his wife's friend who modeled like the band's child.

Suspicion began to grow on Juna's mind at that time, only he did not want to take a headache in front of Surya at that time.

"Actually I don't like to interfere with people's problems, you know that. But, after considering your attitude and image never improve. Can you communicate properly using each of your cold heads. So that no one is sacrificed in this situation, both mama and company. Mas sure you can, only you are still easily under the current here and there. It's not very good in the relationship between the two of you" said Surya.

Juna who had been most afraid of Surya and his papa, this time he was made not struggling with all the licks that Surya threw at him. He was always reluctant with his brother, in his eyes he considered Surya successful as a substitute for papa at home all this time.

"I will try mas," said Juna who was downcast did not dare to look at Surya's face.

"Don't try. But all that needs to be worked on and fought for." concluded Surya soon.

"Alright," replied Juna who was slightly discordant.

While the atmosphere inside the house after Ariel's departure at that time, Citra looks into the kitchen and put a bushel of gifts from Ariel on the mbok.

"Mbok, this is for the mbok only with Pak Ujang" said Citra ketus while putting the rantang beside the mbok who was washing dishes.

"Good mbak, thank you very much" said the mbok who was not ignored Citra at that time.

He chose to leave as soon as possible, without further ado he did not say a greeting to Novi and Malika who were seen accompanying Mama Sinta at the dinner table. He was busy tidying his nails at the time.

"Ma, who is it?" heard Malika's voice asking Citra who just passed in front of her.

"That was aunty Citra son," explained Novi briefly.

"Tante Citra is beautiful, but why not sit with us here well" Malika said innocently asking Novi.

"This time Aunty Citra may be busy again, next time aunty Citra would want to play with Malika well." explained Novi gave an excuse to the little girl.

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