He's In My House
My grief

Surya was staring at the half-overcast sky at that moment. Before he answered Citra's question, he took a deep breath and rubbed his face.

"Well" he answered listlessly.

The image only gawked at the answer of his brother-in-law, half surprised and happy to also find this. His sneaky smile was clearly glimpsed.

Mampus lo Nov, so women do not be pretentious with anything. Now you receive the sap of all your deeds, he murmured triumphantly.

"I'm sorry to hear this news mas" the play continues to Surya.

"Thank you" said Surya Lirih.

"Today I'm buying you, I haven't eaten you yet. And you also must still be reluctant to meet mbak Novi right, I know. So just mending here, I'll keep you talking" he said starting to ignite the flames of discord between Surya and Novi.

"By, whatever you order. Later I will pay" said Surya who is still half lazy.

"Okay boss" Citra said.

He walked over to the counter and ordered spaghetti and two drinks. He also memorized food as well as his sister-in-law's favorite drink. No wonder with all this, because at home they very often eat together at the table.

Five minutes later, the food was in front of them. With enthusiasm, Citra allows Surya to immediately eat the food. While he is still strategizing to continue his sweet charade.

"Uhukk Uhukk" The image pretended to choke this time.

"Slow down if you eat" Surya immediately took a drink for Citra.

Apparently this is a trick of Citra to start a conversation between the two.

"Saran I am the mas, mending overnight in a hotel or villa kek and so forth. Because I understand your position right now. Mending do not meet mbak Novi first or go home. The one with your head is getting dizzy with people who do not make you comfortable at all" he said launching the action while eating his spaghetti.

Surya for a moment put his fork, and looks to think hard to examine Citra's speech this time. The image only smiled triumphantly when it found the face of Surya who was being overwhelmed with confusion.

"May also your advice, thank you" said Surya assented Citra's speech.

Iyes!!, less smart what try this me. Even if the flies fall into my trap. Never look me in the eye, for I can easily control the sweetness of being so bitter as poison" murmured Citra in joy.

"It's mas, yesterday I spent the night at that hotel. Take it, maybe you need a reference. It was a hotel with good facilities and entered with your criteria as well" a card was thrust towards Surya at that time, he said, it was a hotel business card that he chose to spend the night when he first ran away from home.

He deliberately made the offer, so that he could also monitor the state of Surya as he pleased without having to ask where Surya is. Whether what demons possessed Citra this time, he seemed not to let Novi breathe a sigh of relief in his marriage with Surya.

He wants, Novi also feels what has plagued his household with Juna at this time.

"All right, I'll take it" Surya said briefly, inserting the card into his pocket.

"Then the image back then yes mas. Mumpung rain also uda stopped outside" he said while carrying his bag.

"OK be careful on the road" concluded Surya.

Another with the situation at home, Malika was seen crying so much in her room alone. The mbok who could not bear to see the little girl immediately approached and hugged her tightly.

"Mbok, Malika wants to be with my mom at the hospital. But omah even snapped Malika earlier" he said stammered when explaining to mbok Siti.

"Cup cup yes non, later the mbok will ask again the same omah. Surely soon the papa non go home, we wait together yes" persuaded the mbok so that Malika can calm down and stop from crying.

The night was getting late, at exactly 12pm. The mbok who found Malika had fallen asleep, went down to check the door of the house that had not been locked. Usually this door will always be washed every Surya has gone home, with a curious mbok also walked towards the car garage. Only visible Mama Sinta's car parked there, while Surya's car is not there yet. Moreover, Juna's car that has not been seen there for two days.

"Where this Surya den went, so late has not come home too" worried the mbok.

Then there was the sound of the door to Mama Sinta's room also open. This time he was seen to check all the whereabouts of his son. When he was about to walk to Juna and Surya's room, his steps stopped when he found the existence of the mbok who was still busy locking the main door.

"From where mbok, kok has not slept this night" asked Mama Sinta who was wearing sleeping pajamas.

"Yes, this is the door lock. The mbok nemani non Malika was in the room, and just slept. Then the mbok try to check what mas Surya or mas Juna came home tonight, it turns out the car the mbok see digarasi does not exist" explained the mbok to mama.

His feeling riled when he heard the explanation from the mbok, how it was possible for his two sons there was no one at home. He quickly took his cell phone and called Surya.

Drrt...Drrt...

Surya's mobile phone vibrated in the darkness of his room, apparently Surya this time according to Citra's advice that afternoon. He was now in the hotel and did not want to be disturbed by anyone, he quickly refused the call of his mother.

"Kok turned off si" exclaimed mama Sinta annoyed.

Time and again the efforts of the mother to call her did not produce results, she was in a state of turmoil because she did not find her son could only pacing around the house. While he is also unlikely to contact his two daughters-in-law who have made him seriously disappointed.

When everyone seems busy with their own feelings, Novi seems to be worried about everyone at home. She misses her daughter Malika so much, because since entering the hospital no one has invited her here to meet her.

Whether mama is also angry with me, until this moment I have not seen her presence again. What a sin I am, until everyone treats me like this. I don't want this to happen to me either, I love my future son very much.

His eyes were back with tears on the bed and the sun was the room at that time. Can only screech in do'a and moan to the creator this time.

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