My cousin Maduku

My cousin Maduku
Chapter 24 Wet Hair


"Mama... never know what makes Narti want to do all this to mama? mama is the one who is always there for her when she is in trouble. She's mom's real sister. But he had the heart and until his heart pierced Mama in this way to you. Mama's hurt, so sick. In this kind of treatment by them." Mom sobs after that.


Mah, the sick are not just mama. I was sick too, my mother's kindness was countered like this by them. We were both hurt by the actions of Bi Narti and his son.


We also cried together with hugging to vent this tightness. Until the dawn of adhan.


Mama took off our embrace. He said my tears were still melting. In my face with both hands.


"Mama won't regret what you've done to them. Let it be God's business. Mama was sure Bi Narti would meet his own punishment. Mom wants to know what you're going to do now, son? mama didn't sincerely treat you like this!." mama took her hand off my cheek, she shrunk her own tears with the tip of her hand.


Mama is right, let all her goodness be repaid by God. Right now you are only going to focus on the future depending on the past.


"Riska, gonna sue for divorce, Mah." I can no longer defend this House.


"Mama will support your decision, son. Now we pray and ask to be given the ease and strength to get through this all. Mama's sure you're capable."


I was relieved to reveal all this to my mother. At least my worries are not proven. My mother gave me strength of support.


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This morning I accidentally shampooed after the dawn prayer. Intentionally to heat up Siska. Then, I create a status in whatsapp.


[Living in the room to remind me of the first night. Ah, so embarrassed to remember. Early in the morning has made shampooing.] do not forget to measure the picture of Mas Danang's wet hair. Undeliverable. Though my status was a special setting for a Siska.


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The knock on the kitchen door did not let me get up from my seat. Seeing me who was indifferent Mas Danang immediately stood up, then walked towards the door. From the seat I could see who was coming.


"Mas.." his eyes glared perfectly as he stared at my hair as well as Mas Danang's wet hair. I can catch the jealousy from the look in his eyes. Good in this place ?


Siska turned her gaze towards the side. Then, it fell silent for a while as her eyes met her husband's gaze. His gaze continued to look towards Mas Danang's wet hair.


According to my estimation Siska will definitely come to the house.


From here I can see Siska raiding a few times. I'm sure she's trying hard to hold back her crying. Her heart must have been broken seeing her husband early in the morning shampooing.


"Siska? Tumben's here early in the morning?." I also approached those who were talking. Then the woman's gaze turned towards my hair that was as wet as Mas Danang's. Hot-hot, Siska?.


I was shampooing for no reason. Not because of mandatory bathing, is it. But, deliberately to heat up Siska. Why did Mas Danang wash? because of my results. Ketchup deliberately I apply to the middle of the hair when waking it in the morning. And my plan worked. He had to shampoo early in the morning.


"It's Mbak. Cake at home nobody eats." Siska had a plate of wet cake left over last night.


"Thank you."


I smiled at my cousin.


Last night's leftover cake made an excuse to visit here. I'm sure Siska's goal is to check the truth of my whatsapp status.


"Let's go in!." invite me to Siska inside and then I pour a glass of sweet tea from a small teapot for her.


"Mama has gone to the rice field. There are people working he said." I pulled the chair in front of him. Then I sat on it.


Siska entered the house with a moping durja. Meet me and also Mas Danang with equally wet hair condition makes the beautiful face blush instantly. I'm sure the heat is covering her heart. While Mas Danang looks uncomfortable, surely he feels wrong. He wanted to explain his wet hair but was not given a chance. Not explained make his young wife misunderstand and can be angry prolonged. Is it good to be in a position like this?.


"Oh then I say goodbye, Ma'am. Give my regards to Bude." Siska got up from the seat. Then greet me hugging me like a brother without complications.


Yeah, well, Siska, and I still don't know why she stabbed me in the back. Had I not seen and heard it in person I would never have believed that my cousin was my honeymoon.


In the eyes of Mas Danang before finally leaving this house. Perhaps, in the look of her eyes to ask her husband to follow.


"You want to go home today? why rush? be careful in the way greetings to her husband!." I took off Siska's embrace. The woman did not answer a word. He just nodded before finally saying the same.


Siska is very talented to play the role, in front of her acting like a cousin. Behind him took my husband.


We left Siska at the front door.


Last night's gossip must have been Siska's reason for coming home to where she lived last night. I'm sure he won't be able to stay here for long. In the village, the spread of gossip is very fast. Sometimes even exaggerated.


Mas Danang pecked at the door while looking at the back of his young wife who was getting away.


"Why look at Siska all the time, Mas?." I wanted to reprimand her for a long time too.


I sat back in my place. In front of the dining table.


"Ah, no. Eh Mas suddenly remembered that the holiday limit until today. They leave for work tonight, right?." Either that sentence ask permission or confirm that he wants to leave later tonight. I don't know.


The man walked towards me.


"Whatever, Mas. I've set you free, really." I said it calmly. Those words are not lip sweeteners. But, I really want to let go of Mas Danang.


The man turned his body, walking towards me with a sharp look.


"What do you mean?" the man squinted his eyes after sitting opposite me. There were also many wrinkles.


"No point, Mom. I set you free to go when, to do what, and to do what is also free. Whatever you like. Not good what try me to be a wife? That's really good, right? If you marry again you don't get like me." I casually say that. Then my hand also plucked the rice cake that had been brought by Siska.


"Oh kirain what." relief emanated clearly in Mas Danang's eyes.


You think my words don't have any meaning, Mom? it means you know!.


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