After the Rain

Siska effort

Miss Maryam muttered softly as she saw the precious object coiled on the girl's ring finger. Instantly, she remembered the wedding ring that her late husband had wrapped around when he got married.

The diamond ring she asked for at the event. Initially, Miss Maryam only asked for the ring as a condition, because Miss Maryam did not like the young man who was betrothed by both parents. Maryam was sure that the simple young man would not be able to buy her a diamond ring.

If you're honest, Miss Maryam never loved her first husband. However, who would have thought if the jet-black young man was able to give him a diamond ring. In the end, inevitably Miss Maryam received the proposal of the young man.

"Siska?!" pekik Habibah, start acting.

Hearing Siska's name, Mom Maryam looked up. And sure enough, the woman he hated, was crouching before Miss Maryam. A moment later, Miss Maryam turned her face away.

Siska standing. He put on his sweetest smile as soon as he saw Miss Maryam and Habibah.

"God, this is Brother Bibah, yes" cried Siska, standing up.

"Yes, this is Bibah. I haven't seen you in a long time, you're getting more beautiful. Graceful," praise Habibah.

"Ah, Brother Bibah could have," Siska replied as she occasionally glanced at the indifferent-looking Bu Maryam.

Siska approached Habibah when she saw Maryam begin to move away. Let alone saying hello, looking at him as well, it seemed like the old woman was reluctant. Siska could only take a deep breath.

"Sister, will this work?" whisky Siska.

"Just calm down, it's gonna work. You just have to act as soon as possible. The rest, let Brother arrange," replied Habibah, whispering anyway.

"Oh yes, Sis. I heard, you've been a meatball, haven't you?" habibah asked, slightly tightening his voice.

"Hehehe, not a master, brother. Just an ordinary meatball trader," said Siska, no less loud.

"But it's open a branch, right? How many branches? Yesterday I tried the one in Sukaraja, hmm .. very steady meatballs," said Habibah.

"Alhamdulillah if you like. Not much, Siska just opened four branches. The plan for the fifth, Siska wants to open a branch in the mall," replied Siska.

"Well, that's great Sis. You handle it yourself?" ask Habibah again.

"No, brother. Incidentally, Siska is studying the diamond business, so for the meatballs, yes Siska love to the assistant," replied Siska.

"Diamond business? Wow, great you, Sis!" pekik Habibah, glancing at his mother.

Miss Maryam who was paying for her shopping, apparently secretly eavesdropped on the two women's conversation. Mom Maryam smiled at the word diamond. Hmm, it seems .. there has been a lot of progress of the woman, muttered Miss Maryam in the heart.

"Come, Bah!" shouted Maryam, taking her son home.

"Yes already, Sis. I'm the same mother came home first" said Habibah.

"Wait, Brother! What are you guys going home?" ask Siska.

"Retail the bus, Sis. What else is up?" answer Habibah.

"Why not stop by the meatball shop that is here. Later after coming home from the store, let me take Brother and mother back home," bargained Siska.

"I want to, Sis. But Mother ..." replied Habibah paused his sentence.

"Awhile" said Siska.

A second later, Siska approached Miss Maryam. He clenched his hands together as a sign of greeting. He realized, if the mother of the man he loved, it is impossible to shake hands directly with him.

"Greetings, Mother. If Mom pleases, would you stop by my meatball shop first. Mumpung Mum is still here too. Later, let me drive you home."

In dismay, Siska offers Miss Maryam to stop by her meatball shop. Although the answer is yes, it is very thin. However, there was no harm in him trying to get closer to the old woman.

"All right, I'll stop by."

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"Mother, do you know that I'm going home next week?" star Words.

"really? Bibin know where?" And let's ask back.

"Hmm, yes, son. It's okay" Daniar said, wiping his daughter's head. "Keep, what did you say?" ask Daniar.

"Dad ngajakin Bibin play, Mom," replied the Star.

"really? Where are you going?" ask Daniar again.

"To the mall." The star answered.

Daniar knitted his two eyebrows. "Cock to the mall?" tanyakanya.

"Intentionally, Bun. Bibin wants to buy new school supplies. Soon Bibin will enter Junior High" replied the Star.

Daniar approached his daughter. He then embraced the Bintang and said, "Subhanallah .. Mother's child turned out to be a big one. I'm going to SMP."

Ms. Salma who heard the chatter of her son and granddaughter, could only look at them with teary eyes.

The stars are going to enter SMP. That means, it has been 4 years Daniar and Yandri separated. Ah, well .. if father were still here, surely their separation would not have happened. And the Star can gather with its parents, the inner Miss Salma, pernicious.

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At night, at Miss Maryam's house.

Everyone seems to be gathering for dinner. After dinner, they still gather to enjoy the fruit parcel of Siska.

"Do you want your aunt to peel oranges?" ask Habibah.

"May," replied Maryam, still staring at her favorite flying fish soap opera.

Habibah took citrus fruits from the parcel basket. Deftly, he peeled the fruit and immediately gave it to Miss Maryam. A few minutes later, they started talking. Until finally, Miss Maryam began to ask about the incident last afternoon at the mother market.

"Oh yes, Bah. What were you guys talking about?" ask Miss Maryam.

Habibah. "I mean Mother? Who are you talking to?"

"Ish, that .. time in front of the fruit stall, you're talking about the same thing as women. Did he ask about Yandri?" ask Miss Maryam.

Ah, now Habibah began to understand the direction of his mother's conversation. Because of the sense of prestige, apparently Miss Maryam is still reluctant to mention the name Siska.

"Siska mean Mom?" ask Habibah.

"Hmm, who else," replied Miss Maryam.

"No, he's not nanyain Yandri, either. Maybe you've forgotten," lure Habibah.

Miss Maryam's expression was immediately wry.

"Huh, he said love, but had forgotten," muttered Maryam.

"It's natural, Mom. It is also free to remember if it will never be owned" Habibah said.

"You mean?" Now Maryam's mom is starting to not understand the direction of her daughter's conversation.

"Yes, Mom, I never agreed that Siska was Mom's daughter-in-law. Yeah, instead of empty solid ngarepin, better to forget about the pepper, right?" continued Habibah.

"Ish, who says you don't agree. I just want to see a woman's efforts in improving herself to love Yandri. Yes, if he has changed, there is no reason why I don't agree" said Ms. Maryam.

"Does this mean that Mother gave Siska the opportunity to approach Yandri again?" asked Habibah who started to see the green light from her mother.

"Yes, let's see what his efforts are like" replied Miss Maryam as she passed away.

Hmm, as expected, inner Habibah grinned.

Shortly after his mother entered the room, Habibah also cleaned the family room. It's night, it's time to rest.

I'd better tell Siska in the morning about the progress of this plan.