My cousin Maduku
Chapter 11 Running the Plan

"Suami people also do not matter if my son is a priority" Bi Narti murmured softly. However, these ears could still catch it clearly.

Bi Narti's words successfully inflamed me. Until my hand grips the broom with full force. I repeatedly said Istighfar in my heart so that this emotion subsided even a little.

"Now Siska is pregnant, Bi?." I want to go back for information.

"Yes already. My son is a fertile woman. Once in touch her husband instantly pregnant! not like ..." his eyes looked at me with a look of disdain.

"Not like me? not only aunt who wonder why until now I have not been given offspring. I was surprised myself, Bi. There was a question in my mind.Why is God so hard to leave a child for me? I was envious, why is it easier to have children than me?. However, I realized God must have prepared extraordinary wisdom after this. It's not like I don't have any more kids, Bi. I've tried, if God can't give me what? I do not wonder why God gave descent to Siska. It could be because..." I deliberately hung up the sentence so that Bi Narti thought something.

"You said my son was pregnant out of wedlock ? that so?." Ms. Narti again grumbled. This time it was accompanied by a loin. His eyes stared at the bitch.

"Am I talking like that? Naw, right? Bi Narti looks so angry? if you don't feel why even a scene!." Bi Narti snorted instead, then stopped his legs while leaving me alone.

Smiling faintly I looked at her back which was getting further away.

Maybe the woman was out of words. Until finally, Bi Narti chose to leave this house and walk towards home. It seems like he forgot his purpose of coming here. Ah, it could be that coming here just wants to make sure when I come home because I can't wait anymore.

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"Mama, how about that eyang mansion I sell?." Mama looked at me with a lot of wrinkles on her forehead. The glass in his hand immediately put it on the table. Mama looks at me clingy. I can smell the scent of disapproval here.

"Why? not a good legacy for sale. What will you use the money for?." As expected, my mother disagreed.

"I'm not comfortable there, Mah. That's why I'm lazy to go home." I finally found the answer to why I didn't go home soon.

Though the inconvenience of not wanting to maintain my household with Mas Danang. I hate betrayal the most, he dumped me. It felt like my pride had been trampled by her as if I was no longer of any meaning in front of my husband. He is so easy to double up. Before Danang granted Siska's request to divorce me, after the child was born. Then I'll throw it away first. What can he do without me? all this time I had met his needs. If I may say, Mas Danang's mother will not eat without a helping hand from me for 4 years. Unfortunately they are not self-conscious and ungrateful.

Without me how's Danang's mother's survival? I want to see how sincerely Siska took care of her mother-in-law after me and Mas Danang divorced?.

"What makes you uncomfortable? Didn't you manage to make a grocery store there? Even your in-laws and family are all well there. Then, what is the reason that makes you uncomfortable?, Ris?." mama's gaze made me catch my breath.

"The neighborhood's there, Mah." That's the only reason that can slide off these lips.

Explaining like anything seems not to be easily accepted by mama.

"Your reasons are fabricated, Ris! mama doesn't agree!." Mama looked furious. Until he stood up and left me alone.

This is the risk I have to face. It is considered fabricating because it does not want to be frank about the betrayal of Mas Danang and Siska. But revealing now to him, the health of his mother is at stake.

I hope I find a way out of this after talking to Septia later.

***

Mama smiled and went towards the water. The hand full of bran he cleaned. Do not forget to wipe with a cloth hanging on the side of the cage.

"Where are you going, son? Wanna go home?." On her face carefully. That's my mom, her anger never lasts long. Whatever anger he was just now is gone. Even the look in his eyes was full of love.

"Riska's going home, Mom. But, please mama don't tell Bi Narti that Riska's coming home. Tell me Riska wants to play, Mah."

"Why can't Mama be honest with Bi Narti?." Mama cupped both of my cheeks. Kissed my cheeks with love. In his old kiss my forehead.

"Mama will know. Right now Riska's saying yes, Mah." He nodded with a smile despite the apparent dissatisfaction of his face with my answer. But mama still gave me the back of her hand to kiss.

Mama and Bi Narti have a very close relationship. The sincere mother thought Bi Narti had the same taste for her. Her affection and sincerity mama so almost mama has no secrets on Bi Narti. Because almost entirely Mama told her mother my honey. So trusting of Mama to her sister. Unfortunately, Mama's affection, sincerity and trust were countered by Bi Narti's betrayal.

I also did not think, how could Bi narti could stab me and mama from behind. I don't know what demon did it to brainwash? And what's the motive?.

***

I just set foot on Septia's porch. My advanced thing that was inside my sling bag was ringing. Who's on the phone? Immediately, I reached for my phone. Mas Danang's name appears as his caller.

"Assalamualaikum, S. Your mom said you're home? really?." Mas Danang's voice sounded excited over there. Sure, he thinks I'm coming home. I'm sure Siska's going home tomorrow to her parents.

Don't expect your plans to go smoothly, ma'am. I won't let it be okay.

"Waalaikumsalm, Yes, Mas. But I stopped by a friend's house first. Sorry not yet your permission. Tomorrow I'll just go home if there's no obstacle. What message would you like?."

"Oh that's it, yeah no papa. The important thing is to go home tomorrow, right?." his voice was a little worried. So afraid of him, surely this man is currently struggling. I was afraid I would suddenly return to my mother's house. Or is he afraid that I might find him? Or fear the others? I don't know.

"What message do you want?." Instead of answering it, I deliberately asked a question that seemed to justify that tomorrow I would actually return to my home region.

"I just want to leave Mom. Sorry I haven't been able to go home. Darling, he said the money and the things that my mother needs are up. Please yes, meet his needs and love money again, I want to send you do not have money. Please, dear." I guess I used to be happy to give it my all. But now, No!.

"Hmmm, it's been a long time. I'll tell you tomorrow when I get home. It's not good to have a host. Assalamualaikum." click. I'll cut off the phone immediately.

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