He's In My House
He's innocent

Upon arrival at home, Surya who was about to enter the house was meeting his mother was arguing fiercely with Juna at the table to eat.

"He's innocent ma!" said Juna.

"Mama said enough Juna. Enough's enough!"

"No ma, Juna will help Citra this time."

"Before you go to defend him, step over your mama's corpse !!" mama Sinta's threat this time cornered Juna severely.

"This time, Juna won't be daunted by your mother's words. Innocent people deserve a second chance!. Maybe we never fit in, but she's still Juna's legal wife!"

Juna who does not know everything, still considers Citra as his wife.

"Don't dream of you!, you've been divorced since you were in a coma. My mom arranged everything quickly. No need for you to talk or come to the divorce trial, your divorce deed has been made!" obviously mama was without any sense of sin.

"Since when did you turn out like this!, this is not you. Mama Juna knew nothing like this before, mama was always full of warmth. It is not always supporting every action of his son who has chosen the wrong path like this mah!" snapped Juna hysterical.

The debate had to end when Surya casually passed in front of the two of them.

"Stop you!" welcome Mama to Surya who wants to raise her legs towards the stairs.

"Well ma!" he did not look back and did not move from the stairs.

"You've agreed to my mother's request, right?!" mama asked as she glanced at Juna who today was in complete opposition to her.

Juna looked confused as he looked at his older brother who was standing behind him.

"Hm" said Surya not clear.

"When you meet Rere, you still remember that girl. Now Renata has returned home after completing his studies in America." explained mama while continuing to peel an apple.

"Didn't we agree ma, if .." his words had to stop because he was reproached with mama Sinta so quickly.

"No rejection this time. Mama please!" mom's orders.

Without giving a definite answer, he continued to walk up and into his room.

"Please ma, stop all this mess. Poor Surya, never force your will on you selfishly!!" juna protested loudly and left just like that.

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While in a house that is not so wide in size, Pricilia who has just done a routine examination of her content is staring happily at her ultrasound paper.

Baby, grow up healthy, son. Mama will always take good care of you here, he murmured with a smile looking at the photo.

"Mbak Pricil," said Santi's mother, the owner of the house now rented by Pricilia.

"Ah mother, yes ma'am."

"I want to take the rent for this month mbak," Santi's mother's eyes continue to be fixed on the results of the ultrasound on her terrace table.

Pricillia went into her room and took out a small brown wallet. While walking, he was seen opening the wallet and was counting some money there.

At that time, Pricilia who wore a tank top shirt that was quite tight and shorts patterned with flowers invited a question for Santi's mother.

"Sorry, I'm pregnant?" santi's mother continued to look at Pricilia's stomach which this time slightly loomed forward.

Very different from the usual day, Pricilia's stomach still looks flat despite wearing minimalist clothes though.

"Akh, not ma'am. I may be pregnant" concluded Pricilia trying to avoid.

"Thank God then, because this complex is most anti with Pelakor mbak!. To my horror, do not let Pricilia go wrong. There I will be protested by a group of people desperately mbak!" firmly, Santi's mother who feels disgusted if she mentions the name of the actor.

Soon, Santi leaves the girl as soon as possible.

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Santi who was in a hurry to leave the house Pricilia has been dismissed by a group of complex mothers who are busy shopping at the vegetable carpenters.

"Mbak Santi, hurry to stop by here" said the vegetable mamang subscriptions of the complex.

"Eh, I'm Pri. Bring a little jengkol this time?" sahut fast.

"Duh, there's no mbak. Compiled next door!"

"Jeng, abis collect rent money yah!" chirps Bu Vivi people around.

"Yes, I'm horrified at the gravestones." explained Santi invited a million questions in the minds of the gossip mums.

"Eh, what's wrong, ma'am. Serem is like that anyway!" said some other mothers.

Finally without hesitation, Santi also told what he was seeing when charging the rent on Pricilia clearly and without a clear source.

"Jeez .. kayak women so do not be loved by dong jeng!. throw gih, how to try if our men are also treated with him" said Vivi with her unclean face.

"Yes right, throw away the buuu. Unsettling to know!" hard prostes from other citizens.

"It's quiet, calm mommy. As long as there is no solid evidence, we should not indiscriminately accuse such people. If it's about expelling, it's pity that's mom's son. Mending if it is wrong, if it turns out not wrong and does not match the accusations of how mothers. What we will replace is reported back to Neng Pricil." explained mang Pri.

"Well, this is the man I look out for mothers. Not that he was afraid of actors, he was just let's go. I do not want it if the man to kecantol same actor!" Vivi looks to ignite a fire of contention.

"Duh, I was wrong again. I mean well bu-momu ..."

Not long after, Pricilia who was finding the voice of the mang Pri quickly approached and went shopping there. In addition, all the mothers who had been busy shopping went scattered to leave their groceries.

"Loh, loh ... mothers!!, how is the shopping not all paid. Ouch Gusti I lost this." said Pri with melas.

"Mang Pri, why?" pricilia asked in a weak tone.

"Eh mbak Pricil, it's mothers on haven't paid this all!" bright mang Pri bumbling.

Pricillia who realized the cynical gaze of the mothers who were shopping earlier, her heart was slashed like a curse. Previously, he always mingled with the residents of the complex around the middle of choosing vegetables on the mang Pri site. But this time, they all left when they saw his presence there.

"Pricil bought this mang!"

"The total is 120 thousand yes mbak," said mang Pri who was packing Pricilia groceries there.

"Loh mbak, the money's a lot of excess!" emphatically.

"No, take the rest. Pricil is sorry, mang!" he said while leaving the vegetable merchant.

"It's very good that Mr. Pricil, I don't believe if he became an actor. Duh Gusti, life is also heavy even though scattered money well!" said mang Pri while shaking his hat on his merchandise.

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