Andi X Sarah's

19. The Rear Widow of the Complex (SEASON 3)

Andi felt sorry to see Sarah who always worried about him. Andi's stupid nature and act without thinking first often produces a bad impact on himself or others. Sarah's concerns were not fundamental, her heart almost dislodged when she heard from Naila that Andi was fighting with thugs and was arrested by the police. In fact, he did not care about himself when he brought his motorcycle to the police office at full speed.

Sarah was just silent when waiting for Andi back to the parking lot to pick up the bike. Just a greeting \`care\` from Sarah before Andi's motor moves away. His silence was not a problem for Andi at first, but he contemplated it when slowing down on the lonely road. Is he tired of that kind of behavior? Is Sarah fed up and no longer react when things happen that are harmful to Andi? Andi repeatedly asked that in his heart.

Arriving at home, Andi greeted his mother who was watching television in the living room. There are no meaningful questions, except to ask if Andi has had dinner tonight. At all his mother did not know that there had been a dangerous event today. However, Andi still covered it up and was even afraid to tell. Let everything go as usual.

Andi went to bed early because he was too tired. Tomorrow there is no college schedule so that he can wake up late, although he will not dare to do that. Her mother always woke her up in the morning to complete household tasks, such as cleaning the bathroom, sweeping the yard, or washing the car.

The next day, Andi felt pain in the arm when watering the flower garden plant. Water hose he moved to the left hand to complete the task faster and continue to play war online games on the computer.

The sound of Sarah's motorbike made Andi quit her morning duties. It looks like Sarah is carrying a bushel of food when parking the motor in front of the garage. Her morning smile seemed cheerful welcoming Andi.

“Which is it?” ask Andi.

“Aisyah no lecture morning.” Andi stared at the food he was carrying. “That's what? Know me again laper.”

“Lo should know that this lo girl is good at cooking. So, try it later on my cooking. There's chicken gulai, there's chicken soup, there's pork guling.”

“Lo why is there a bolster pig?” ask Andi.

“If you want let me buy.” Sarah snuck into the house without knocking, just saying hello.

Sarah was used to entering Andi's house. He was familiar with his mother Andi and often visited just to learn to cook. Sarah's mother is gone. The absence of a mother figure for Sarah makes her not too much to learn things that must be mastered by women, especially cooking. Sarah learned more about the masculine activities she imitated from her own father. Therefore, Sarah asked her mother Andi to teach her to cook.

“*Wah, ambo's daughter-in-law is a cook*!” Andi's mother touched Sarah's cheeks. Just like my own child.

**My assistant is already good at cooking**.

A piece of Minang-language sentence was quite understandable by Sarah.

“Clear dong, Aunt. This Sarah must be good at cooking in addition to being good at turning bolts.” Sarah opened the three-level rantang.

There is chicken soup, chicken gulai, and West Sumatran fern rendang that is taught by the beloved future in-laws. Sarah is eager to learn to make Minang meat rendang, but Sarah is still not allowed because she has to start from simple dishes first. If rendang meat is an expert level in the world of cooking. Sarah's skills must be tested and multiply imprisoned in Andi's kitchen. After passing various exams from the teacher of the prospective in-laws, Sarah was told the recipe for Minang meat rendang that had been passed down from ancestors.

“Papa how are you?” ask Andi's mother.

“Good, Aunt. She is again the same kasmaran mothers,” said Sarah.

Sarah's eyes immediately squinted in disbelief. Since when does his father like to worry about mothers playing volley.

“Not that, Aunt. He was at that time papa once told me there was a beautiful widow there, but now not that one. Now she's the same woman outside. Either how or meet in FB maybe yes, papa kasmaran same teacher SD. Every night he laughs while worrying about hape.”

“Hahah .. kirain equal widow behind the complex. Don't be like that widow. You see we are the same imam of the mosque who is already widower as well.”

Start a girl gossip conversation. Know for yourself how to tone gossip if there is sensitive information. His hands covered his mouth, and his lips dimonyongin. Pokonnha is very rich mothers who meet in the vegetable cart. Worse, Sarah is still young not the mothers of children who are again preparing cooking ingredients in the vegetable cart.

“Yes Tan, the widowed Aunt is still in her tracks. Suitable deh same imam mosque who is also not really old.”

“Bener .. rich if you are the same age is very much different.” Andi's mother's hand copied the soup into another container. “If your papa is a match with that SD teacher, good dong. Papa you have something to take care of later. You are just a child, if you marry later, must be brought by the husband. Kasian if papa you yourself.”

Sarah pulls the kitchen chair. Her mother died when Sarah was still a child. During that time, papa always takes care of Sarah who is sometimes wayward. When she realized about the position of her widowed father, Sarah had refused if her father married again. It was based on the assumption that his father was unfaithful. Over time, Sarah also realized that her papa was also a human who could be lonely, let alone lonely when the cold rain in a quiet room. Sarah began to be able to accept if in the future there will be a woman who becomes a resident of her house.

“Sarah thought so too. If Sarah gets married, she'll be with her husband. Papa will be alone and lonely if Sarah leaves. Better to marry again.”

“You're an adult, definitely thinking of doing things in the future. Is it good for you or bad for you.” Rantang was empty and finished washed by his mother Andi. “Rantang you are here. Mama will tell Andi who sent.

*mam*?

Sarah suddenly fluttered as her mother Andi called herself by that word. Whether consciously or intentionally, Sarah does not know. To be sure, there was a positive feeling when Sarah heard it.

“Iya, the challenge is here aja.”

“Andi saw his hand there is a swelling blue color. Mama knew when I woke up Andi this morning. I don't know why he yesterday can be swollen.”

Sarah was once again made silent by that name. “Can't if Sarah calls mom?”

The look they see each other. Andi's mother's hand caressed Sarah's hair.

“Bby, as an exercise for tomorrow, right?”

Sarah's hand clasps to form a hug to the body of her mother Andi.

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