Just a Substitute
Chapter 28's

The days passed as usual, after the incident they were more careful of people who wanted to ruin their relationship. That morning, Shanum did not go to the store.

He cleaned the house and all the furniture. Washing dishes was also their clothes. After putting all the dirty clothes into the washing machine, Shanum intended to leave, but something on the floor stopped his steps.

Shanum picked up the piece of paper, opened it to see what was inside. Shanum's eyebrows were linked when he found that it was a shopping receipt.

"Who did they buy this for?" Shanum thought, remembering who Raka's brother was.

"I don't want him to have a sister and if they have parents." Shanum squeezes the paper, he'll keep it to himself.

"Ask? Don'tdon't? Ask about? Don't?" Shanum weighed while coming out of the wash.

Then, drop the buttocks on the sofa in the front room of the house. He thought about what steps he would take. The movement from his stomach caught the attention. It was still weak, but it still made Shanum happy.

"Do we find out for ourselves, yes. Mama's suspicious of you." Shanum talked to his son.

A moment of silence, stupefied in his mind to deliver lunch to Raka's shop.

"Yes, we'll bring your papa to lunch." Shanum smiled sumringah, he was back excited by his plan.

"Sayuuurrrr!" The voice of the vegetable maker was heard followed by rumors of housewives shopping.

Shanum pocketed the paper and went out to shop how many vegetables. She wore a home dress with her hair bunned. Still can not melt its natural beauty even though the face is not polished make-up.

"Eh, Neng Shanum. Shopping? Not going to the store?" ask one of the neighbors in a friendly manner.

"No, Ma. Want to be home again, beberes." Shanum smiled, to then join the selection of vegetables with friendly neighbors.

"Eh, listen to Rosa that her husband said cheating, yes. Don't you think?" The gossip show begins. Usually Shanum did not want to hear, but heard the name Rosa, a new neighbor who was also a newlywed she became interested.

"Masa, anyway? Those are, right, newlyweds. Neng Rosa is also quite beautiful, when her husband cheated?" Others chimed in.

"Yes, Mom. Said Neng Rosa nemuin what kind of receipt, it contained all women's groceries. Her husband's brother was all male. His mother is old too."

Shanum was stunned to hear that, he had just found the shopping receipt of a mini market on the washroom floor. Some are female, some contain male needs.

"Ah, if that's all, isn't it, Mom. Who knows if there are office friends who are nitip. 'Kan, could have. Shouldn't be su'udzon first. Mending was asked directly the same one who had. Not really, Neng?" The greengrocer turned to Shanum who was right by his side.

Raka's wife regained consciousness from the daydream, and continued to smile then gave a small nod.

"But, yeah, last night I heard them bicker. His wife found a strange paper. That's what payment said at the hotel. Or what I don't understand."

Shanum was pensive again, exploring what the neighbors were gossiping about.

"Wow that's it, really, cheating." Gossip becomes more and more, and stops when someone announces the arrival of the person they are gossiping about.

"Sir, I've. Counted, yes." Shanum piled up the groceries and asked to count the brother.

"Everything, fifty-six thousand, Neng." Shanum paid to then immediately go home.

"I go first, yes, Mothers!" just polite.

"Yes, Neng!"

Just a few steps away, the sound of reprimanding one of the mothers seized Shanum's feet.

"Neng Rosa why? How, that's a shot face? It hurt?"

He slammed himself on the sofa, sighed, mentally adjusted. Don't eat the talk of these mothers. Shanum gulped, remembering the piece of paper he found.

"No way, isn't Raka cheating? Oh God!" Terngiang back say the Vegetable Buyer, that should be asked first to the person concerned.

"I don't want it. Males, it will even be a misunderstanding. Yes, I'm sure Raka isn't like that." Shanum sighed, moving to the kitchen to prepare the lunch he would bring to Raka's shop.

Shanum cleaned the fish he bought, that day he would make pepes fish favorite Raka, lalapan also sambal of course. The knock on the front door caught Shanum's attention.

Raka's wife left the kitchen, not forgetting to clean her hands first.

Wh-tok-tok!

"Assalamu'alaikum!"

The soft voice of a woman greeting made Shanum speed up his steps.

"Wa'alaikumussalaam's chat. Yeah, one minute!" Shanum tightened his voice.

He opened the door and was surprised to see someone who was rumored by the mothers at the vegetable maker.

"Sorry, what is the need?" shanum asked politely.

"Can I come in?" pinta woman was hopeful.

Shanum was stunned, inwardly wondering what the woman would do in his house. He looked at the woman in front of him from top to bottom. The look of his sad eyes made Shanum unbearable.

He opened the door wide, allowing the woman to go inside and sit on the sofa.

"In a moment, I'm making an angel tea." Shanum went to the kitchen to make him some warm tea. While occasionally glancing, peeked at what the woman was doing.

Shanum placed the cup on a tray along with a can of biscuits for his tea-drinking friend.

"Please. Drink it first" Shanum said politely.

"Thank you, yeah." The woman named Rosa took the cup and sipped it a little.

Shanum looked back at that puffy face, there was a trace of crying there. However, even though it is true that the mothers were talking about, it is not all his business.

"What's up here? Sorry, it's okay because you don't usually come to my house?" shanum asked who did not cover his astonishment.

The woman named Rosa put the tea cup on the table. Seemed doubtful about his decision to come to Shanum's house.

"I also don't know why I suddenly want to go to your house? Maybe it's because we're the same age and I need a friend here" replied the woman in a slightly raucous voice.

Shanum sighed, imagining when he first came to the compound. None were familiar to him, but he adapted to the neighbors so easily get along.

"yeah. It's okay, if you want to be friends. By the way you're new, yes, in this complex?" ask Shanum.

Rosa nodded her head while smiling.

"Yes, just a week. Moving with husband. We can be victorious, can't we? My name is Rosa." He extended his hand to Shanum.

"Shanum." They shake and that day become friends.