My cousin Maduku
Part 26 Disassembled

As per the agreement, I was accompanied by Septia to meet with prospective buyers at the notary office. To be certified immediately. Sure, the fee for our notary for two. Me and the prospective buyer we have both agreed.

"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am." Septia greeted the beautiful woman we met at the notary office. She just got off Av*nza's car.

"Septian? how are you doing? the more beautiful you are." Two women of different ages hugged each other and kissed the left and right cheeks. I just smiled looking at her.

"Alhamdulillah well, Ma'am. Ma'am alone is not with Mas Deni?." asked Septia take off their embrace then loosened his eyes in all directions and only found the beautiful woman herself.

"Your own mother. Mas Deni there is a need in the office to take care of his move here. Mas Deni handed everything to Mbak." replied the beautiful woman.

"Oh so, Oh well Ma'am introduced this is Riska the owner of the house that will be bought by Mbak Tita." Septia introduced me to her husband's brother.

"God is beautiful to you. Introduce me Tita kania just call me Ma'am Tita, it seems I am older than you well." replied Mbak Tita smiling kindly towards me extending his hand towards me, immediately I welcome him.

"Riska, Ma'am. Nice to meet you, Tita."

After a bit of stale, we went to the notary's office simultaneously.

Selling was done without constraints. Then the notary explained that the Ajb process was finished just waiting behind the name of the certificate. And he said it took about a month, because there was a process to the village office and so on.

"It's nice to trade with you Riska." Ma'am Tita reached out to me again after we came out of the notary's office.

"I'm also very happy. May in the hands of Ma'am Tita the house be a blessing to all family members. May happiness always accompany Mbak Tita in the house. Thank you so much for Tita."

"Sama-sama Risk. After everything was sorted out, I immediately occupied it. Maybe there is something you want to take please take." Ma'am Tita said from behind her sweet smile.

I could only nod after hearing it. The plan is, tonight I'm going home to that house. Take my clothes and personal belongings that are still there. For furniture and furniture, I have calculated the price. And all of that has been paid by his Husband Mbak Tita through transfer yesterday afternoon. Here's the money and the building.

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As planned I was with Septia and her cousin who was a travel driver picked up clothes. Because it was late at night no one saw my coming. All safe. Go according to plan.

I looked at the house I had lived in for the last four years before I got into the car. Many memories had been created in this residence. Stiffness back to attack the chest when remembering how effective attitude mas Danang. I closed my eyes as the romantic shadow of Mas Danang ran around in this head. I grazed repeatedly withholding a tear from spilling as the memory of Mas Danang's sweet treatment flashed in this memory.

But, I immediately shrank in tears as I remembered how a man who did not know himself could hurt me.

"It's enough Risk! Let's go quickly. Quickly forget your past. Memories with Danang. He does not deserve to be remembered! open a new leaf, Riska!." Septia kept reminding me.

Yeah, I shouldn't keep remembering that guy doesn't know himself. But, it's okay for me to reminisce a little about the series of events in this residence. However, after this I promise to bury all the memories here. It's time I got up.

"Ris, let's go tonight. Shouldn't we go back to your hometown?." I nodded in response to Septia's words.

Then, with a definite step I immediately left the house.

Mom, Mas Danang, I'm leaving! Do not be surprised if this house can not be reopened. Don't dream to ask for money part of this house. In addition to the renovation money you give, you are not the least entitled to this property.

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This afternoon, I was taken by Septia for a walk to the city park, upon arrival there we were surprised by something.

"Ris, is it true that I saw it?" asked Septia, unsure of what she saw.

I did not answer, my eyes were fiddled for a moment. My heart was hot for a few seconds. But all over then I smiled looking at Mas Danang and Siska who were holding hands in the city park, they were like a couple in the romance meth. The world seemed to belong to both of them, they were completely unaware of my presence.

I mustn't waste this opportunity.

"Riska, what do you want?." I was about to advance in the hold by Septia.I smiled faintly at her. He can't know what I'm going to do. I'm not gonna leak it to Septia though. Let him know for himself.

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I pat both the shoulders of two people who are currently sitting in the city park in front of the Mosque. The two humans who were chatting looked at me in shock. Siska immediately corrected her sitting position. The head that had been leaning on her husband's shoulder, now he stood straight. Their hands were released.

The faces of both of them were shocked to see my sudden arrival.

"Bak Riska," Siska misbehaved. But, the next second he smiled cunningly.

I don't know what's on his mind? Ah, maybe she felt victorious and managed to snatch my husband. Bodo is very. It's stale.

I calmly took a seat at Mas Danang's side. It was clearly the face of the half handsome, half annoying man.

"Stranquilo, kalem. Don't be surprised! I just want this to mean what? Why are you accompanying Siska, Mas? Why use the hand of all hands? Is her husband Siska not angry to see this? Or are you the real husband of my cousin, Mas?." I've known this for a long time, feeling ordinary. There's no jealousy in here. Maybe I was numb to them.

Kutatap Mas Danang's. Unfortunately, the man did not dare to look at me. He threw his face in any direction. Blingsatchem.

My right hand immediately touched the shoulder of Mas Danang who was still looking the other way.

Can't wait to see the look in his eyes, Mas Danang's face was immediately scooped up with these two hands. Our eyes had to be rubbed.

"I-this isn't what you mean, honey. Ta-tadi Sis-"

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Seriate....