Scout Wife
Trying to Escape

The next day, the clock still showed at 06 am, but Sutris was already seen pecking himself in front of the mirror. Serong right, serong left like a young man who wants to go on a date.

Seeing her husband busy dressing up, Tutik rushed over.

"Where are you going, how neat is that."

"Mas wants to go to Dek city. There's business."

Tutik stared at the appearance of her husband from toe to head, all the clothes attached to his body were all new. The tutor wagged his hand in front of the nose so not strong with the smell of perfume that stings.

Realizing being noticed in such a way, Sutris also turned to his wife who increasingly looks kuel like a mop.

"Why do your lips frown, it's like a dirty lip."

"Hem.. asked for money Mas. it's time to pay Bima's school." Tutik lowered his head, afraid that her husband would be angry.

"Say from earlier, there is no need to pony up your lips this early!" Sutris handed Tutik a red note.

"Add more Mas.." whined Tutik.

"Byeah! usually it is also that way, has it gone up now his spp money?"

" It's not the SPP money that goes up, but I want to buy a new lipstick, it's already gone lipstick with my powder Mas."

"Opo mbo food lipstick iku Dek, bendino kok tuku lipstick." (Do you eat lipstick that Deck, every day you buy lipstick.)

"Where am I every day buying lipstick Mas? it's been a year I didn't buy it, now it's gone my red lip, I've been scraping it inward as well, there's nothing left."

"Even, begaya once You, use buy powder as lipstick all. Yashimu!" Again Sutris reached into his pocket and gave a piece of money 20 thousand.

Tutik just staring at the nanar, where is enough money twenty thousand to buy the same powder lipstick today? but Tutik still accepted it and pretended to smile.

"Remember! if you buy lipstick that is red, let it last, just a little bit of use."

"Yes.."

"Well, I'm leaving first, the day after I just got home, take good care of the house. Cook good for my son, do not you feed me eggs clap and Bima that, can whisper him later."

"Yes.. Mas."

"Today I'll take the car, if you want to use my bike go tomorrow, just use it. But remember! do not get scuffed, expensive is the price. Don't forget to pick up my son on that bike. Oh yeah, one more! if the night does not swagger let alone through the plantation at the end of the village there, the danger. A lot of begal, my dear bike if it is thwarted by people. Aki bought the money, didn't use the leaves."

"Yes...."

"Don't just be right if the husband talks again. Horrified! catet if you need to."

"Ready.. Mr. Mandorrr...!"

Finished giving the wobble, Sutris stepped out of the room by dragging a medium-sized suitcase, not knowing when the man had prepared his clothes. Maybe it was dawn, since Tutik started busy in the kitchen.

The next day, Tutik stood pensively in front of his wardrobe, turning back some clothes, sticking them to the body but all the clothes no longer fit on his body, most of the clothes are old collections, indeed, when she was a girl. There are not many clothes that He has after marriage, only negligence that He occasionally bought.

"Wear what clothes I am to go to the party Mr. RT. Most of my clothes don't fit, some of them are faded."

Until the choice of Tutik fell on a black dress with a sheer length of legs, decent even though the color is slightly faded but still comfortable to use.

After polishing his face with powder and a bit of lipstick, Tutik rushed towards Mr. RT's house on foot because the distance was not too far away. Too complicated if you have to ride a large motorbike using the long dress that he uses.

On the way, Tutik met Sugeng, the wealthy widower of the landlords. The owner of the entire rubber plantation and its factory, as well as the boss of Sutris, Tutik's husband.

"Eh, Nurse. I'm going to Mr. RT's house, where's Juragan going?" Tutik again asked, the chapter he saw Sugeng also look neat, like about to travel.

"Sama, I also want to go to Mr. RT's house. Then just go together. How alone are you, Sutris, aren't you coming?"

"Slave master, Mas Sutris isn't home."

Tutik and his final Sugeng walked in tandem towards Mr. RT's house, where his party was held.

"Go to the meeting wearing black clothes, go to the party or the funeral home?"

Tutik turned his head and smiled cynically, astonished by this one person, still holding a grudge against him.

His name is Marni, the wife of Tutik's ex-lover who still failed to move on. Marni and Tutik's husband was a couple who loved each other and planned to get married, but their love was actually hindered by the calculation of the weton that did not match. They had to separate and according to what their parents said.

Herman was eventually betrothed to Marni, but after they married, Herman still could not forget Tutik, often Herman mispronounced the name, Marni became Tutik. That made Marni cut off Tutik for decades.

"The wife of the foreman coats her clothes! uda is no longer era, fortunately Mas Herman married the same I who is much more beautiful and smart to maintain the appearance." Sindir Marni with a loud voice.

Although tau is being insulted and satirized blatantly, but Tutik remains silent not interested in responding to the slightest item. While Sugeng the Juragan actually looked compassionately at the woman sitting next to him.

"Don't be horrified sir, it's the mouth of the man whose husband failed to move on with me, so blind jealousy of Him."

Sugeng smiled at Tutik's words, "Yes, if her husband fails to move on, people are obviously you're more beautiful than his wife."

Tutik just smiled in response to Sugeng's words.

"But Tik, my advice, don't you let those people insult and demean you. Papa you are not fighting. Let's just deter." Sugeng gave advice.

"No need sir, let it go. What they like."

Just arrived at the yard after attending a party, Tutik was greeted by his mother-in-law with two large bags of dirty clothes.

"Where are you Tik? I've been waiting a long time."

"Sorry Mak. Run out of Mr. RT's house I, there's a party there."

"Ooo. These are my dirty clothes, please wash them! I'll have Sutris drive back to my house when it's over."

"Yes Mak "

"Oh yes Tik, one more. Tomorrow my rice field is ready to harvest, Please help me cook yes, to eat the people who work there. Here's the money, you spend it tomorrow."

Tutik received three pieces of red money from the hands of his mother-in-law.

"For how many people Mak, cook it?"

"For 10 people, you make 2 times yes, for the same morning at noon. You cook it, let Parlin take it here."

"All right, Mom."

"Well, come back to me, it's late."

"Well, what's the rush, Mom? didn't you go in first, Mamak? let me get you a drink." asked the clear Tutik only for pleasantries.

"No need, pity that my Ojek has been waiting for a long time. Go home to me."

"Yes Mak, be careful on the road."