After the Rain

Want to Erase the Taste

All the way home, Puri continued to grumble. She was really upset by the attitude of her mother-in-law who started acting up. The old saying goes, money can change a person's temperament.

"Oh my God .. whereas it used to be Miss Maryam who always begged for work to mother. In fact, my mother often helps her difficulties selflessly. However, when my mother needed help, she was instead indifferent like that. Rich people? Cih, what rich people ... just because they have good clothes for njai, already feel rich pretentious. Though the clothes squeeze his child's sweat. Ih, really shameless!" puri Umpat.

"Astaghfirullah .. has it, Tea. Don't be so upset. Later not good nutrition as your ASI," Mak Ijah reprimanded.

"Idih ... What's the connection?" tukas Puri's.

"There is one, Tea. If you get angry until stress is so, then your ASI levels will decrease. And that is not good for your child's growth" explained Mak Ijah.

Puri only smiled wryly hearing his mother's exposure.

"Oh yes, Tea. If your husband asks about the results of our meeting with your in-laws earlier, please do not complain about the rejection of his mother. Just say that Ms. Maryam is busy taking care of Ahmad's grandfather," said Mak Ijah.

"Thus ... Mother told Teteh to lie, did she?" puri Goda.

"Hmm, lying for good, right .. sinless, Tea," elak Mak Ijah.

"Halah .. same thing, Mak," Puri said.

"Hehehe ..." Mak Ijah just chuckled, "can you, right, Tea?" he continued expectantly.

"Yes-yes, Mommy. Take it easy, Puri will not say anything like bang Yoga. After all, Puri does not want to fight with him," replied Puri.

"Hmm, good," said Mak Ijah.

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Meanwhile, at Grandpa Ahmad's house.

"Why did Mom refuse Ijah's request?" ask Grandpa Ahmad.

"Ish, Sir. Presti atuh ... Mom's back in tandur. Where will the mud straws again," replied Miss Maryam, impressed disgusted.

"Kok, prestige anyway, ma'am," said Grandpa Ahmad. "Can do charity, ma'am .. help people. Moreover, Ijah is a very generous person. He won't let someone's sweat run free. He will never ask for help without giving a commensurate reward" Grandpa Ahmad said at length.

"Mommy doesn't need any more work, sir. If you want money, I just call Yandri. He must have sent it straight away. So, why are you tired of work. My job is to teach, sir. Wh-nga-ji!" press Miss Maryam.

Grandfather Ahmad could only shake his head at the arrogance of his wife. The news of his wife who always teaches by wearing good clothes, has indeed reached his ears. Ahmad's grandfather had often reprimanded his wife. However, Miss Maryam never heeded the reprimand of the husband.

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Today, it is exactly the date on which Yandri made the sacred promise. So in the meaning of this date for Yandri. However, will this date still be meaningful for his ex-wife?

Drrt ... Drrt...

Mobile phone vibration on his desk, disperse the daydreams of Yandri. The tall man glanced at his lit phone screen.

"Navaland?" yandri Gumam.

Instantly Yandri remembered the reservation he had made to the resort. Yandri immediately picked up the phone from the resort Kamandara.

"Good day! With Mr Yandri Gunawan?" greet the female voice on the other end of the phone.

"Yes, Right. I am alone" replied Yandri.

"Look, Sir. We from the Kamandara Resort, want to let you know that the resort that you have reserved for the next two days, is ready. You can check in tomorrow at 07:00."

"Alright, Ma'am. Thanks for the notice."

"Together, sir."

Yandri hung up. He leaned back while looking up. Slightly smiled faintly upon noticing the surprise he had prepared when the resort opened four months ago, it was now meaningless.

"Wait around! Should I just tell mom about this failed plan? After all, Star school must have been off. So you can bring Bintang and Daniar to vacation there. Let me not mubadzir too," muttered Yandri who smiled for a second when he got a brilliant idea he thought.

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Miss Maryam always reasoned if she felt traumatized by the name of a medical place such as a health center or clinic. According to him, because that is the place that makes his son, Khodijah, died. But in reality, Ms. Maryam was too busy with the studies she took to and fro.

"That's really unreliable!" Rojak snorted in annoyance.

"Already, Kang. No need to grumble anymore, the important thing is now that you can go home today," replied Cicih, trying to ease the anger of her husband.

"But at least today you can come to pick up Mr. Ma. Cook for ten days you are in the clinic, even if you do not come. A wife does not want to take care of her husband anyway," grumbled Rojak.

"Mom didn't want to take care of you at the clinic, Kang. 'Kan Akang also knew that mom was traumatized by a place like this. Already, Kang. Just let it go, later after we get home, we can rest. Let it be at home, it's the mother's turn to take care of the father," said Bik Cicih.

"Yes, Akang wants to take a wheelchair. Let's go home," continued Rojak.

Bik Cicih simply nodded in response to her husband's words. Until shortly afterwards, Rojak came while pushing a wheelchair. Arriving at the nursery, Rojak saw a nurse who was releasing an infusion needle on the back of Grandpa Ahmad's hand.

"Alhamdulillah, it's done. Now Grandpa can go home" said the nurse politely.

"Yes, Neng. Thank you" Grandpa Ahmad replied.

"Remember, Cake. Grandpa should be able to keep Grandpa's emotions at bay. Don't mind too much, and cut down on salty foods" continued the nurse.

"Tuh, listen sir, what the sister said," said Bik Cicih.

"Yes, Cih. Yes," replied Grandpa Ahmad.

For a moment Grandpa Ahmad spread his gaze. He felt astonished because he had not seen his wife's existence at all.

"Your mother didn't come, Jak?" asked Grandpa Ahmad to his eldest son.

"Ojak said many times. She's not Ojak's mother, sir. She's just a stepmom!" ketus Ojak's.

Grandpa Ahmad just smiled. "Yes, let's go home. Maybe Maryam is cleaning the house to welcome the return of the Father," continued Grandpa Ahmad.

"Uuh, don't get your hopes up, sir. It's possible that you're busy with study moms ...."

"Kang?" exciting Bik Cicih.

"Loh, that's the truth. The old lady was just busy de– hummph!"

Bik Cicih smothering her husband's mouth. Both of his eyes glared in motion so that Rojak was silent.

Rojak just shook his head.

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"Shall we go too, ma'am?" ask Daniar while putting Star clothes in a small suitcase.

"Just two days, Ni. It is also a pity if it is not occupied. Yandri had already booked the place. If it's void, 'the money can't go back too, '" said Ms. Salma.

Daniar can only sigh. Really, he was very surprised to hear from his mother about the resort that Yandri had ordered as a birthday gift. Daniar again feels guilty for having taken a unilateral decision.

"But, Mom,"

"Already Niar. Don't think too much. Let's just say it's a surprise for the Star holiday. I think the stars will be very happy later. You haven't taken her on vacation in a long time. It's been two months Yandri hasn't come home, and you .. hmm, you're too busy with your cooking class. To the extent that you don't have time to take the Star walk," said Ms. Salma.

"Alright, Mom. It's up to Mom," concluded Daniar.

After finishing her son's clothes. Daniar immediately ordered a taxi online belonging to his friend. The plan, today he, his mother and son will stay at a new resort located on the beach Pangandaran. I don't know what the time will be like. However, obviously everything must be different without Yandri.

Daniar has been trying to erase her feelings for her ex-husband. However, the more he wanted to remove it, the more Yandri's kindness he inevitably had to accept.

If everything is always like this, when can I wipe out my race?