My cousin Maduku
Chapter 58

After the affair with Vishnu is finished, Riska immediately contacted someone.

"Assalamualaikum, sir. How are you doing? not bothering?." Riska knows that this person is already home.

"Waaalaikumsalam, Mom. Good news. Tumbens are annoying or not. Usually also directly play annoying without stale bases first. Tumben called, why, kangen huh?." a man teased Riska over there.

"Yes, kangen wants to pin the head of the Father. I'm serious, Mas, uh, Sir, Bi, sir." Riska confused herself calling the person.

"Easy, Mom. Don't be so wrong. Call my name like it used to be. Or I'm more comfortable you call sir. There's something different if you call."

"Diddeliver! Your noble lawyer. I'm being serious. Don't keep you seduced. I will be tempted later. You're the one who bothers to explain to his wife." Riska who does not know how the situation of the Abian household is reminiscent of the wife of the man.

"My wife is. ah, forget it. What was? Tumben called?." Abian has been hit by high curiosity because it is not unusual Riska contact him. This is the first time a Riska Sri Rahayu has contacted her former lawyer.

"Gini, Sir. I sold Bi Narti's teak secretly. After that, he also took my mother's money of 7 million at will. Later, if. I was told to them. Help me, yeah?." Riska felt the need to immediately find a lawyer.

Riska's complaint was greeted with a small laugh by Abian.

"Cock laughing anyway? I'm serious." Riska Protest. His lips also returned so that Abian understood that he was not messing around. It was useless because the man would not be able to see it.

"So you want to be my lawyer? You want to, dad? Cook you'll let me in jail." Riska changed her voice. Become smoother and softer because in fashion seduce the lawyer.

"If I don't want to, dong?." At his place, Abian was playing his own glass of water. A smile continued to rise from his lips.

Riska is a separate entertainment for Abian at this time. His childhood friend was always able to provide calm in Abian's heart. I don't know what feeling Abian is feeling right now towards Riska.

"That means I'm free to have lawyer friends. If you can't help. There's no difference between not having a lawyer friend." At Riska's parents' house, Riska again snatches away. And the look of Riska who was upset was already spread by Abian in his place now.

"That's your name aji mumpung, nepotism. There have to have a lawyer friend as you like to make a tantrum, so! No, ah. I don't want to help you. It's your own business, Riska!." Abian teased Riska with a serious tone. As if what he said was real.

"Your staff, Abian! You are evil, you are." Riska sulked with her high voice. Habits Risk to Abian. In his silence, Abian smiled satisfied because he managed to prank Riska.

Silent. There was no conversation between them. Risk is also setting the breath.

"Risk, Riska. You are funny. Threatening but not ready for the risk. Dare to act but dare not take responsibility. You're not much of a naughty. It should have been reckless if it had to dare to bear the consequences." Abian giggled afterwards.

"Ah, you're getting sucked. Nyesel I told you, sir." again Riska sulked.

"Well, if you're sorry you got it back." Abian chuckled at his seat as Riska's manyuning face fell.

"What the hell, gaje!. Ah, I want to take a shower. Anyway, if there's anything I'll call you. And be ready to be my lawyer point. Can't not! Yeah, assalamualaikum." Click on the phone at the break up after Abian replies to his fault.

"Risk, Riska. You never changed." Abian shook his head as he remembered how the child often acted recklessly without thinking about how it would be.

Still fresh in Abian's memory, how the thirteen-year-old Riska often teases Aldo-young who likes to cry. Aldo's cry is an entertainment unto Riska. However, Riska never realized when her crying Aldi invited the anger of her parents. Sure, Aldo's father wondered who caused his son to cry? all eyes are on Riska.

The frightened Riska finally runs off the ridge, looking for Abian to get protection.

"It looks like you're happy, Mas." that voice made Abian aware of his daydream when he thought about Riska.

In the face of the woman who has accompanied her for 3 years to live a married life.

The woman approached the man whose status would soon become her ex-husband. Then he put the file on the table.

The smile that had since expanded before the arrival of the woman slowly faded.

"I hope that our relationship will continue to work even though we are no longer husband and wife" said the woman named Farah.

Abian was silent.

"Thank you for being such a good husband and for caring about me. I'm grateful to meet such a nice guy like you, Mas Abian. But sorry our relationship is enough to get here, Mas Raka the birth father of the Princess he has healed and we intend to hold our marriage. Thanks for everything!" after saying that, Farah walked out of Abian's room without hearing Abian's reply.

Their relationship is complicated.

Well, Abian and his wife's marriage is not like a marriage in general. They married because of compulsion.

Due to a debt of gratitude to Farah's family, Abian was forced to marry Farah who was pregnant. The man who impregnated Farah at the time had an accident and was declared in a coma.

To maintain the family's honor, Abian is urged by Farah's family to marry Farah. Because Farah's pregnancy is definitely going to get bigger, and her family doesn't want people to know that her daughter is pregnant out of wedlock.

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At the Riska house.

"Why smile to yourself, son. Who are you calling?." Mama asked with curiosity.

"Abian Mah's. Just now Riska contacted Abian, asking for legal help if later Bi Narti filed the cutting of teak wood." Riska could hear her own grin.

Remembering Abian's words earlier, dare not dare to take responsibility.

"How are you, son? My mom hadn't seen him yesterday. Said the crowd saw him go home but mom didn't get to see him." Mom put on a sad face.

For Ratih, Abian is not just a neighbor's child but more than that because of the closeness of the man with the princess Riska only wayangnya. Their relationship is like a brother and sister.

Not infrequently Ratih cook Abian's favorite food, but Abian often buy souvenirs for Ratih through Riska. But all of that happened before Abian's proposal for Riska. After the application everything was different.

"Mama miss Abian? Riska can invite him here." Riska looked at her mother full of tenderness while playing her hair child.

"Don't kid, Abian people are busy. He's a lawyer, he certainly has a lot of work. It is you who can go here as you please."

"Ah, gini-gini Riska mama's son too." Riska raised her eyebrows in response to her mother's taunts.

"Yes, an unexpected child. Eh." Ratih closes his mouth pretending to be careless.

"Ah, Mama is that." Riska feigns sulking. Ratih laughed with satisfaction when he saw Riska stomping her feet while entering the bathroom.

That is Riska's closeness to her mother. Like joking. But Riska is not the spoiled type of child. If anyone disturbs or hurts his mother, the widow of the flower advances into her mother's shield.

"Eh, Mah. What would Bi Narti respond to tomorrow when the only teak tree was cut down by someone else?." Riska who was about to take a bath undoes her intention to invite her mother to think.

"Most aunts you're gonna poke. How dare he fuck. It was like that before." Train also began to heat the vegetables on the stove. Buntil vegetables that he bought at his warteg shop.

"Mama and Bi Narti are actually siblings, right?." Riska's question was greeted with a sharp look from her mother. Almost an apron landed on Danang's ex-wife's ass.

"You think we're different fathers and different mothers?." This time Riska made a glare at hearing his mother's answer.

"Well, that's a long way off. Mama if different father and different mother. Means nobody dong." replied Riska.

"Your questions are ridiculous too, son. Already know we have similarities still asked anyway." Practice washing the glass of his own drink.

"Finally, the difference in your nature is far, Mah. The one is funny, calm, good is not kelulungan. So it is easy to be followed by others. One of them is bar-bar, likes to rob others of their rights. I am not grateful, I like to blame others. Is it possible that Bi Narti is made from a land of dispute huh, Mah?." Riska was still back and forth in front of the bathroom door.

"What do you mean made of the land of dispute?." Ratih asked innocently.

"Ah mama just ask to explain everything. If you want to explain pay first dong." Riska raised her hand towards her mother while raising her eyebrows.

"I'm a child of matre." Trained answered with a stern.

"Mama, your son is not just a realistic matter." Riska throws her lips at her mother.

"Huh ..the basis of her weapon is female. Hurry up and say what you said, son." Half forced Ratih to lean towards his son.

"Dihih mama-emak likes to be curious. So aren't humans created from the ground? Is not the land of many kinds? so if there are people who continue to fuss, it could be made of land dispute right, Mah. The storm never wanted peace." Riska ended the conversation with a smile.

This is Riska's closeness to her mother. Moments like this are what Riska or Ratih misses when chatting together, joking, talking together, but unfortunately after marriage with Danang. Riska couldn't joke with her mother like she is today.

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