When Passion Is Greater Than Lust
Inculpation

The day was getting more and more afternoon, Siti was just about to close her eyes near her two children who had now fallen asleep, the rain had begun to subside, even now the sun is no longer shy to appear. The weather is now hot, the rain seems to leave no sign of his arrival earlier.

Ting !!!

A notification came in, withdrawing money with a nominal of twenty million from his account, making Siti frown.

Who has used his card ?

This is Dadang, her ex-husband. Siti was suddenly agitated, afraid that tomorrow the person, who knows who. Will repeat withdrawals of the same amount.

He thought for a moment, it seemed like card blocking was the best solution. Want to ask this to Dadang is also free, because her ex-husband will not admit it. if it is true she is the suspect..

[Sorry Siti. There was a little incident. Sorry also because I didn't know any 🙏]

A message from Fian, provoked Siti to make up her mind. He had to come to the nearest bank branch.

This problem must find a solution immediately, and,

[Yes. It's not what..

But what if now ? can you please accompany me?]

Send..

Siti waited for a while, until her message was opened and she stared at the flat object in her hand with anxious expectation, afraid that if Fian refused her request !!

[ now ?! Could. I'm Otw..!!]

Yes..

Siti almost cried out in excitement, the expression she showed should not be like that, for someone who had lost money nominally decent. But I don't know if there's anything that tickles his pleasure in a reply from Fian.

Siti now moved on, having previously kissed the forehead of Dio and Bara who are now asleep and lulled in a dream.

" BU...!!! Bude's....Where's bude ?"

Siti screamed loudly, making the Goddess stirred up to her, so that,

" Why are you Siti ? who's screaming. The kids are sleeping, right ?"

Bude asked frantically and looked towards the room where his grandchildren were sleeping, fortunately they were not affected by the mother's screams..

Siti even smiled casually, responding to the Bude

"Siti so to the bank branch office, yes bude ! Fian's on his way here again .."

"Loh Siti's. You yourself didn't say it was void ? Why did it suddenly change ?"

" There are people who abuse using ATM cards owned by Siti, Bude. I'd like to block the card and set up a new account.."

" Implease use how ? Your money was stolen so ?"

Bude asked impatiently.

"Yes bude, he took my money twenty million. Maybe because only that nominal can be withdrawn per day. I have to take care of it immediately. lest he , I don't know who it is no longer at will..!!"

" It can be traced right he made a withdrawal where ? You report it, Ti. Can you use the theft ?"

Siti seemed to think, if she reported this. It turns out that this was the father of his son. Then what should he be?

" The card is long gone, yes..? Know your bude if you take money always using a savings book ?"

" The card lives in the children's house, bude ..." Siti said quietly,

" WHAT, so this is Dadang's behavior ? Fuck up!! why is his behavior increasingly for high blood anyway Siti !! "

Siti just stared at the bude unpleasant, she also wondered why he could be sassy like this. If Bude just thinks so what about himself, instead of just accusing, because he also knows if Dadang will definitely find the card because it is indeed a place where they usually save money . So obviously there is no name that can be used as a suspect other than Dadang, the ex-husband..

The sound of greetings from Fian rang out, apparently the man had arrived. Bude looked at Siti with concern, even though Dadang and Siti had divorced, somehow Dadang even always made Siti's mind chaotic like this, like this, there was the behavior of his former daughter-in-law that made him inexhaustible.

The two of them now headed forward after answering Fian's greetings.

" Eh Nak Fian. Please enter "

Bude spoke while giving a friendly smile to Fian who stood in front of the door, while Siti herself, preferred to sit first.

Fian walked in and immediately sat down, his eyes looking around.

" The children are sleeping. If Rama has not come home yet, it was saying goodbye to a friend's house, group work. ."

Siti explained as if she knew Fian was looking for where the children were.

" Ohh, deserted pantes. Where do I think they are ?" Fian smiled at Siti. " Want to go now ,Ti. .?"

" Yes Siti. Mending you leave now, later the children get up, and even want to come again !!"

Bude chimed in, because indeed the children had been asleep long enough.

Now they're on their way to the nearest bank office.

" Why not create a new account anyway, Ti ? Or ask for another card to his bank, so do not have to go to the bank directly to take money . In our village, there are already bank agents equipped with ATM machines, so they can withdraw money easily.."

Siti did not just ask for Fian's company once, so Fian knew if Siti's ATM card was missing. That's what Siti told him.

" Yes, Yan.today I want to open a new account, because my old card is misused by irresponsible people..

All the money I'm going to divert to a new account and also block the old card..!!"

Fian looked at Siti, she also slowed down her car

" Wrongly used, 'Your money was taken ? How can you ?"

" oummm.. But not how nominal, I'm just afraid if my personal data is even mistakenly used later.."

Siti replied by looking the other way. However Dadang is the father of his children, He does not want to drop the authority of Dadang in front of Fian.

" Oh, thank goodness that's it !! It's better if you open a new account, so as not to bother later.."

The atmosphere was now suddenly quiet.Bank branch office, indeed a bit far from their village.it took almost an hour drive, to get there.

Especially now the streets seem wet, because the rain that seems to have just subsided, in the area they pass, ,

***

Meanwhile . Sandra is now carrying a lot of groceries in her hands, giving the sweetest smile towards her Tantenya. He indeed rarely held onto money, as if getting a durian crumbling down right now. That's why he makes the best use of this money. He was happy this much money was now his without having to work hard.

Fatma looked at Sandra in wonder, twenty kilos of rice, eggs, sugar, chili oil and all her friends were now filling her motorbike. How they're gonna go home with this much baggage. It was as if Sandra wanted to move the contents of the grocery and vegetable figures into her house..

" Well, you'd better rent an ojek, San. Aunty is afraid if you have to carry these groceries with a motorbike. Moreover, Auntie must also piggyback you!! We can be fucked later..."

" Aunty calm down, Sandra's already ordered ojek really.."

Fatma was actually surprised, if only one million could not be this much staple that Sandra could buy. But seeing the joyous look and spirit that now emanates from the aura emitted by Sandra makes Fatma, not want to damage her nephew's Mood.

The Ojek that Sandra ordered finally came, there was already a large bag of crackles in front of the Ojek bang, which Fatma did not know what it contained ?

After almost half an hour arrange the location of the groceries to fit on two motors. Fatma and Sandra finally put the bike on the way home.

Arriving in front of the house, Dadang was waiting. The father of three children, seemed relaxed with a cup of coffee next to him.

Fatma realized that Dadang had been shocked by all the items that are now handed down by bang ojek in front of her house.

" This is all your groceries Sandra ?"

"Yes bang. Buruan gih brought in, later even lulidin neighbors because of shopping a lot.."

Sandra glanced at Salma's mother, who had been in front of her house. While Salma was wondering why Sandra seemed to be hostile to him..

Fatma also shook her head, why could she have such a shameless niece as Sandra..

" You also help there to quickly run..!!" Fatma pushed Sandra's waist-rigged plan still at home standing near her motorbike.

" Aunty, I'm pregnant again. No heavy work.." Sandra mengedumel made the aunt astonished.

" Loh, didn't you just do something heavier than just hold a tomato bag ? "

" E.eeh. Yes Yes Sih. Tear me tired Auntie. There is a bang Dadang now. He must be the husband and father who are always on standby for me and our son.."

" It's Mommy, let me. You must be tired . Let's just get in the break.."

Dadang eventually mediated a debate between Aunt and the nephew.

Fatma decided to go in and get a glass and a spoon, for a container of ice dawet that Sandra had bought when they were going home, although the weather was not too hot but still she was angry and also felt very thirsty..

When he accidentally saw Dadang take a bag of black crackle, Sandra quickly snatched the crackle.he also immediately stepped in to bring it into the room.

" What is San ? " Dadang turned out to follow him out of curiosity, why the black crackle was even taken to the room.

" Oh .. Anu.bang.. Ce.milan.." Strayed Sandra replied because quite surprised, will sound Dadang right behind him. He immediately showed all the snacks that were inside the crackle..

Stunned, all brands of Snack with jumbo size that has a fairly expensive price. He looked at Sandra gently, trying to give Sandra comfort so that she could immediately tell where the money Sandra was using came from, to buy all this ?

" Are you sure this is all your money, San ? Why not tell me if you have this kind of money ? And you say every money I give is always less ?" Dadang complained, Sandra's attitude that squeezed it like a dairy cow bimonthly enough to make it overwhelmed, but apparently the Wife even had this much money in the bank.

" Wouldn't it be for the urgent situation bang, and now it's proved ? We really are stuck again now. In part why even leverage the money you love, it's money for a living even angry if it runs out ?"

"That's not what I mean San. But you know for yourself the dependents that I have to pay off, I no longer even send a living for children, this bi-monthly. You as a wife should understand my present distress .."

While talking, Dadang tried to neutralize his emotions, his anger while still with Siti seemed to remind him if he was emotional something could happen to the wife who was pregnant.

" Sorry bang.. From today I promise you, I will try to understand your situation.." Sandra kissed Dadang's cheeks gently, leaving a wet and cold trail there.

" Dadang, Sandra !! this ice isn't cold anymore.." Fatma's voice sounded from the terrace, making Dadang and Sandra immediately come to Fatma.