My cousin Maduku
Chapter 20 Mission

"Hopefully it's contagious, yeah, Ris. But aunt hesitated. Auntie wasn't so sure you'd get offspring. It's been over 4 years, right? No sign of getting pregnant yet? maybe it is hard to have a momongan. It needs to be vigilant lo Ris. Don't you be barren, Ris?."

The Riska reflex takes off their hands.

Jem!.

Narti's words are like a sharp knife that can stab Riska's heart into the trough. It hurts so bad. Severe wounds did not bleed, his blood bubbled instantly to the crown. Emotions that have been resistant since Riska are now exploding back. Unknowingly Riska clenched both hands tightly. His chest went up and down because of those sharp words.

Riska tried to calm down because she knew the traitors could not be in kasari, she could lose her self-esteem because of anger in front of many people.

In his heart he chanted the istigfar repeatedly until his emotions were slightly dampened. The hunting breath was slightly calmer at this moment.

"I'm not barren, Bi. Have been pregnant and given birth as well. It's just that God loves the boy more than me. If until now I have not been pregnant I am grateful, Bi. For I am sure there will be wisdom behind it. Allah knows best for his servant. Who knows, our marriage didn't last that long. For example, I'm a widow and I don't bother with children's affairs." Riska turned her face towards Danang who suddenly fell silent in place.

Maybe the man was shocked by the word divorce that suddenly slid from Riska's lips, indeed he also wanted a separation but after his son was born with the aim of having time to drain Riska's treasure. Riska has been able to guess the way the mind of the man who has been sharing it for 4 years. Unfortunately before that happens, Riska will file as soon as possible not to wait for the child to be born.

"Are you getting a divorce?" said Narti carefully.

"No closing the possibility, ma'am. I know divorce is God-hating. But, if indeed one day I find something wrong, an affair for example. Of course, I will not hesitate to sue Mas Danang for divorce. Yes, no, Mas? " sindir Riska while nudging Danang's arm.

Danang instead glanced at Riska after she had difficulty swallowing her saliva. Riska winks her shoulders.

"But, I believe, Mas Danang is not the type of man who has an affair. Yes, no, Siska?." Riska looked at her cousin's face that looked wrong. Narti threw his face the other way. The living room is suddenly hot. No one spoke. Unlike the situation in the back or in the kitchen, there boisterous sounds were heard from people who were fretting up to this living room.

Shortly thereafter Narti went to the back again.

"Where is your husband, Siska? how is it not visible?." Siska who was looking down at the cellphone screen looked up. Then, he looked at Danang. As if she was asking for an answer from her husband.

"Ris, Siska's husband is a busy man. So not all the time can travel with his wife." as expected Riska, Danang who became the spokesperson for Siska.

"Why did he answer? as if you know how Siska's husband is? Indeed, how close is your relationship?." again Danang and Siska misbehaved.

"Usually as busy as any husband, if for the event the child will definitely accompany his wife. Cooking cannot permit a single day. Ah, lest the slang I hear be true. But hopefully it's really busy huh, not because it's busy with his old wife."

Riska glanced at her husband again, and the trouble seemed to swallow her own saliva.

Then his gaze was turned towards Siska who was down staring at her mobile phone screen.

"Who are you waiting for a call from, Siska? what from your husband?." asked Riska back to provoke the emotions of the two.

"Ah I'm sure your husband is busy. You are patient Siska, usually such men are the type of irresponsible men. Cook for his son's event he does not want a holiday, is it not outrageous?" said Riska makes both of them stare dislike what Riska said.

Then without guilt, Riska feeds her husband's mouth. Like Riska's wish, Siska glanced at her husband. Danang could do nothing but chew the food that had already entered his mouth. Riska believes Danang's heart was tormented because it felt wrong. Confused on one side his legitimate wife and another his serial wife.

"Mas, isn't that my intention? It's been a long time since I did that. Bribe me dong!." Actually Riska was disgusted to do that, but Riska wanted to make Siska jealous to see their affection.

Danang was silent for a moment before finally taking the sari emblem and feeding it into Riska's mouth.

"So, rich couple newlyweds, Ma'am. Bee!." Siska sewot instantly, her heart was hot to see her husband with his old wife.

'Siska, Siska, you have just been tempted by heartache, how would you be in my position?. Maybe, it's not just jealousy you feel, it's more than that. You may hang yourself because you cannot be betrayed hahahaa.' Inner Riska laughed wryly, how not, because she was in the position of the person being betrayed. But take it easy, Riska is not stupid and still has faith so she will not do stupid actions and hate God.

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Tonight, the house of Narti came with relatives, right-left neighbors who pray for Siska baby candidates. Riska and Danang were among them. Don't ask me how Riska is feeling right now? destroyed is not. But Riska showed no weakness in front of them. She tried desperately to toughen up when her husband was solemnly attending the event. Being patient and holding back those emotions that Riska is doing right now.

Just as the rest of the people took out food to entertain invited guests after the recitation, Riska sneaked into Narti's bathroom next to Siska's room. There Riska runs the action. I want to play a little bit. So that the three of them feel the social sanctions of the community.

After that, Riska went outside the bathroom pretending to hold her stomach. His face was made as weak as possible to convince that the woman was not okay.

"Mbak, why? stomach ache?." Ask Siska who first saw Riska coming out of the toilet.

"Yes, here. Don't know what to eat?. Ah remember. Maybe because it was on the road eating rujak that was too spicy. Eat it my stomach hurts."

'Why am I so good at lying like this? you three are the ones who make me so good at lying like this.' Riska grieves in the heart.

"I'll get you some medicine, yeah. Wait here." Riska nodded as Siska walked into her room.

The next second began to sound prickly shoes from the mouths of the Moms of the Rewang that was in the kitchen. Riska looked towards the kitchen. Mbak Ningsih was showing Riska's vidio to the people around her.

"Yes Allah... Is this why her husband couldn't come? it turns out the second wife. No wonder, Ohah jubule just be a mistress, anyway. But her mother's style was exorbitant. Still better me!." Mother Inah's voice boomed into the kitchen.

Riska still pretended not to care but her heart cheered happily. At least he managed to spread Siska's rotten secret. Let mothers who reproach and nature punish Siska and his mother.

"What's wrong? What's the news?." Mak Butet who just entered from the front was curious about what the mothers were talking about in the back.

"See this. Siska is the second wife. But she instead had her husband divorce his old wife. Evil yah." Ma'am Ningsih began to speak up again.

"Indeed, everywhere the second wife wanted power. I just didn't expect Siska to be an actor. Horrible, but her mom's style is exorbitant lately. Did he not know that his son was a destroyer of people's households? it's so gross." Riska smiled faintly when she heard Bi Jum's voice.

Inside Riska smiles satisfied to hear discordant voices in the kitchen. Time to pretend not to know. Riska held her stomach until she pretended to squat in front of Siska's room. In order for the act to convince the cousin plus his honey .

"Siska, what's in the kitchen? how are people on the scene." Siska who just opened the room door also squinted at him. Riska who pretended to be limp could only stare in wonder towards the kitchen. What an amazing act.

"What's wrong? Don't know it." Siska offers mules relief medication. Then Riska who was crouching was helped to stand.

"Yes, I've been waiting here. I'll get you some water." Siska told her to sit on the sofa in the living room right in front of Siska's room. Riska nodded and followed his orders.

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"Where is your husband not coming?." Siska who was about to take the glass turned her body. Staring at Mbak Ningsih then smiled faintly at the woman who had the predicate as the culprit of the gossip. For sure, after this he will be the material of the months Mbak Ningsih.

"My husband's mother is a busy man. So there is no time to come here." said Siska lightly. People started to pierce their lips. Seeing their reaction, Siska squinted her eyes.

"Oh ya? bukan karena dia sedang sibuk dengan istri tuanya?." Mbak Ningsih terus saja mengejar Siska. Wajah sepupu Riska pun berubah drastis. Merah seketika. Dalam benak nya dia bertanya-tanya, kenapa tiba-tiba Mbak Ningsih menanyakan ha itu? apa yang sebenarnya terjadi?.

"Mbak Ningsih is. My husband is really busy. How could it be his old wife." From her voice Siska began to look unsettled. His smile was forced to try to give.

"Siska, it should not be covered. We all who are here already know. You're the second wife. If you can't believe, listen to this!." Mbak Ningsih played the recording.

Siska pegged where she stood. His body froze for a moment. Her lips wanted to refute, but her voice was stuck in her throat. His brain tried hard to absorb what his ears heard.

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