When Passion Is Greater Than Lust
Dadang Confession

The man who still looked gallant touched his chest, making Siti and Fian panic and want to get close, but thankfully nothing happened to the grandfather of the Siti children, although Nurdin made a little heart gymnastics by the news that Siti said.

" Give me your account number Siti. You will replace the money that Dadang took from you!!.."

Nurdin thrust his hape towards Siti. But Siti refused.

" What money, sir ?" Lastri the wife said Nurdin, from then on he did enter into whether there was any work. But apparently the words of the husband were strong enough to provoke him to ask, trying to find out.

" And why replace everything ?"

Siti lowered her head not thinking if mom should hear all these things too.

" this is loh, Mom. Your son, make fun of it, Siti's money in her ATM was even taken, instead of the love of living even gnawed. Don't you think what your kids want to eat ?"

Lastri looked at Siti "Right Ti ? how can it be ?"

" Siti ATM card left behind at the back house, Mak. there is no time to come here to take it. And yesterday someone used my card to withdraw cash at an ATM machine near the Market. Not su'udzon Mak. But only bang Dadang knows the PIN code"

Siti spoke fluently, and looked at the expression of the mother who looked at her curiously. Hearing that Mom looked down, as if digesting what Siti had just said.

" he. .....It's....!!!,"

Lastri instead called out to Dadang loudly, as if he could not hold back his emotions anymore.

Dadang, who is engrossed in his play activities with children, now smiles to say goodbye. After getting permission, Dadang rushed into the house to meet the mother who seemed impatient,

" What's wrong, Mak ?" Dadang realized that the four people in front of him were now looking at him fixedly, as if he had made a mistake, I don't know what ?

" Where is Siti's ATM card ? Return to Mom . Hurry up !!"

The suppressive voice, making Dadang shocked and confused, he even looked at Siti in surprise.

" Why go to Dadang Mak !! It's Siti ATM, automatically held by Siti!!"

Dadang answered indifferently, no matter when Nurdin's eyes glared at him with a big anger.

" Don't lure you to say evil and rude Dang !! Return it now, or you report it on theft charges. Know you!!"

Dadang more confused, the mother asked Siti ATM card and now the father even talked about theft..

" What the hell does it mean sir. I really don't know . Maybe you threaten amid Dadang's ignorance.."

" Give me my card bang. I blocked the card, but I need your honesty. It was my hard-earned money, and I was an allotment for the children . . So, if you can no longer support them, at least do not take the money that is their absolute right"

Dadang mused.Siti's words that said if the card he had blocked reminded Dadang of Sandra's behavior when taking money at the ATM earlier.

Is this the work of Sandra, thinking this also makes her memory back on yesterday, where Sandra bought a lot of food and also groceries. He has to make sure of himself,

Without a word, Dadang finally came out to go home..

If true, he does not know what kind of reaction to his pregnant wife, but clearly he is very embarrassed and disappointed if it is true that Sandra has abused Siti's card.

The departure of Dadang makes the atmosphere become quiet, no one wants to move to pursue Dadang, but they are at war with their respective minds. Dadang's attitude was calm as if he did not do what Siti accused, but his departure without a word, even more makes this accusation feel true.

The sound of footsteps was now approaching the entrance. Siti had thought that it was Dadang who came back but apparently, the one who came was Salsa. The girl went in and sat down near Mom.

Salsa then circulated her gaze, when she felt that the air in this room was cold. Moreover, he found the face of Mother who was swollen because of crying, the curious soul of Salsa, now out.

" Sir, how's the writing ? smoothly !" Salsa looked at Siti enthusiastically, no matter what they talked about before her arrival, she did not care. His task now was to divert the minds of the four people in front of him.

" Alhamdulilah Sa, all is well. It could be her mouth though she had to cuddle her half dead.." Siti smiled, though,

" Yeah. But your brother who does not have Akhlak instead took the money that should be enjoyed by his children. I'm out of patience, Sa. Somehow you feel alien to your brother's figure now ?"

Siti lowered her head, did not expect if the answer was also connected by the Father about this ?

" What do you mean, sir ?"

The curious Salsa finally revealed the question from her lips.

Mom touches Salsa's hand, the instinct of the mother always defending her child turns out to be the truth, until Lastri instead tries to divert the husband's talk to their only daughter

"You went to your brother Sa's house ?" Mother's question made Salsa look at the woman who had given birth to her.

" Yes, Mama...! why is it ?"

" You saw something weird not in your brother Dadang's house, did you,, ?They're buying new stuff, aren't they Sa ?"

mother's question forced Salsa's mind to remember every corner of her brother's house, but everything seemed ordinary and nothing new was found.

Salsa laughs, her new sister-in-law's behavior is indeed magical, her memory is even focused when she chased after Sandra earlier. Instead of crying like Salsa expected, but Sandra was instead engrossed in snacking in the room, completely unencumbered by the events that had just happened, the opportunity Salsa used to eat 'buff , and satisfy yourself with a snack size jumbo and rarely can be bought because pity money hihihi

" Once it is, Lastri !! No reason to defend Dadang. There's no smoke if there's no fire, right ?"

***

Meanwhile in the house he built with Siti. Dadang is now searching his room with Sandra, because his wife ran out when he came in. That of course benefits Dadang because there is no need to argue with Sandra first.

Dadang feels more lucky, being able to find money in the shoulder bag that Sandra used to withdraw cash yesterday.

There was still fifteen million leftover money in that bag. Dadang honestly does not know how much nominal Sandra has taken. But it was better that he return this first and ask directly to Siti .

Just about to step out, He remembered the card that Mother asked. Dadang turned around again, repeating the search, he did not care about the messy room will do, plus all the junk Snack wrap that was trampled on his feet.

For a long time, the 32-year-old man searched their room. But I also didn't find a card

ATM he was looking for.

In the midst of his case he even found a crackle bag that was still filled with various snacks. I don't know when and where Sandra bought this. But what is clear is that Dadang immediately brought everything to Mother's house, and took the initiative to give it to the children only.

Arriving in front of the house of Madam Dadang relieved, seeing his children are still fun playing, he immediately entered looking for Salsa. Intending to have Salsa accompany the children while he solves the problems that have been caused by Sandra, the wife.

" Sa, accompany your bangan gih sana !! this is love them.."

" Curl... Salsa's Favorite Snack.. Kirain was finished as a snack mbak Sandra, apparently there is still stock yah "

Salsa held the bag out, called his nephew cheerfully, while taking out a pack of potato chips in his hand, making the three sons of Dadang scatter towards the Aunt. And don't care about toys that are still messy.

" Yey snack...!!!"

Rama exclaimed with pleasure.

" The game later Rama neatens it up, Tan ? Rama wants to be cool first.hehehe"

" Okay, that's okay ! But everything goes in first yes, wash hands and feet .Okay..!!"

Little Bara seemed impatient and instead asked to be carried by Salsa while his hands bothered to help the Aunt hold a medium-sized crackle in her hand. Make Salsa anxious and smell the bara bertubi.

They walked hand in hand through the living room and went straight to the bathroom that was in the kitchen, after all was clean . Salsa led the three into her room.

Dadang glanced inside, and after confirming Salsa had entered his room with the children .Dadang immediately took out the money that he had brought.

" It's Deck. You count, you don't know how much you've used. ."

Dadang glanced at the mother who did not believe in the behavior of her firstborn.

" excuse Brother Dek ,Abang khilaf . Really don't know even if you're looking for money where ?"

Dadang is now down, while Siti is now busy counting the money. Not listening to Dadang's words.

" this is fifteen million bang. So that brother has used five million. Oh yeah where's the card Bang ?"

Siti raised her hand and stared flatly at Dadang.

Steady ambush, somehow he even admitted a mistake that was not at all his act, if it had been asked this way. He was confused himself.

" Son forgot narok deck !! You said it was blocked, so it's okay if you return the card sometime..!!"

Dadang said with an unpleasant smile. Glancing towards Fian , who had probably been thrush because too much silence and treated to Something that is this disgrace.

" It's not a matter of cards bang, but honesty Brother. But thank you for being behind the money..!"

Siti put the money in the bag, and put it in the Envelope that was always in Siti's handbag.

" Your wife knows your dehumanizing behavior is Dang ?"

The father made a sound again, staring at Dadang still with full emotion. " If he knows and supports. Surely you have become a man who failed Dang, instead of reminding and even invite into the pit of hell together. I don't know where your brain is now. That's money for your kids !! You may even be..."

" Already Mr. Dadang, the important thing is to admit his mistake . And hopefully he can change for the better in the future, .."

" yes. But don't forget to change Siti's money, as well as the children's living money that you've neglected for a few weeks.."

" Yes Sir. Again Forgive Dadang. ."

Dadang lowered his head, everyone now blamed him, he really hoped that when he came home Sandra would not be home.if any, if any, so he did not know what he would do to his wife whose war was inversely proportional to Siti, his first wife..