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Sleeping in Mother's house

Zahira quickly stopped her crying, fearing that her crying voice would be heard by her mother-in-law. He also walked to the bathroom to wash his face, his eyes were swollen and his nose was also flushed very clearly.

"No need to cry, that time has to be crying." Zahira murmured in front of the dresser and took out the powder and lipstick to cover her face that was tangled by her crying.

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"Son.this is Mom, can I come in." Mother-in-law's voice knocked on her bedroom door.

Zahira hurriedly polished her face and put on a veil and walked over to open the door of her room.

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"What's wrong, ma'am?" Zahira asked after the door opened wide. Mom smiled to see Zahira was fine.

"Are you busy, I want to take you to the market for shopping because all the kitchen spices are up." Answer Mother.

"Not busy, Mom. I'm sorry Mom, Hira forgot that the supply of goods in the kitchen has begun to run low." Zahira was not feeling well.

"It's okay, you're ready now let's go." Bring Mom.

"But Mom, I'll get the bag first." Zahira turned around to take the bag in the closet and put her wallet and cell phone into her sling bag.

"Let's go, oh yeah. Who do we ride on the bike? Isn't Dad's bike on going to school?" Ask Zahira. Because they only have two motorcycles one belongs to Dad and the other one belongs to Adam.

"Dad left for the car, I told Dad that we would use the motorbike to the market." Obviously Mother.

"Oh.." Answer Zahira while the mangosteen.

"But, I'll lock the house first." Said Mother, do not forget to lock her house before staying.

Zahira had stood by on his father-in-law's motorcycle while waiting for his mother-in-law to give him the keys.

"This is the key." Mother held out the key and immediately put on the helmet that Zahira thrust.

"Are you ready, Mom?" Zahira asked, looking back. Make sure the mother is sitting properly in the back seat.

"It." Answer Mother.

Zahira took off his motorcycle casually. Regarding the matter with her husband, Zahira did not want to be sad. She didn't want her mother-in-law to think. Although feeling guilty also for going out did not permit Adam first. How else, her husband just went to work not glancing at her.

Twenty minutes drive they finally arrived at the market. Zahira parked her motorcycle, the parking attendant came over to give her a parking ticket.

"Five thousand Mbak parking fees." The ticket officer said after Zahira and Mom took off their helmets.

"So sir, I'll take the money first." Zahira said taking the money in the wallet.

"It." Zahira gave five thousand passes to the parking attendant.

"Thank you Ma'am and happy shopping in this market." Said the parking attendant kindly. Zahira replied with a nod and a smile.

"What did you buy first?" Zahira asked, they stepped into the market with Zahira holding the mother-in-law's left arm.

"We buy spices first. After that, find fish, chicken and more." Answer the Mother.

"okay." Answer Zahira.

They both stopped at a stand that sold super-complete spices. They have to queue first because quite also who buy the needs of the kitchen.

After that they turned to the place of vegetable sellers and also fish sellers who were still fresh.

"It's all right, ma'am, is there any more shopping?" Ask Zahira while carrying a bag of crackles containing spices.

"It's complete. You alone, would you like to buy something?" Mother asked back.

Zahira. "No ma'am, just because I've been out in the market for a long time, my stomach is hungry again." Said Zahira with a grin.

"Well, what do you want to eat?" Continue Mother.

"We ate meatballs, Mom." Invite Zahira with enthusiasm because he really likes the food that has one fruit.

They also look for meatball sellers who sell in the market. After meeting they immediately ordered two bowls of meatballs and orange ice.

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Upon arrival at the house Zahira immediately brought his goods to the kitchen. Some he put in the refrigerator and some he put in containers such as onions and garlic.

"Mom, I'm going to the room first and I'm going to change my clothes." Pamit Zahira after finishing arranging all her shopping items.

"Dear, go." Answer Mother.

When Zahira was changing clothes, her phone suddenly rang.

"Who's the nelfon." He muttered while pulling a zipper on the chest.

Zahira also saw the screen of his phone, there was written the name of the 'Father'.

"Sir.what's the matter at this hour nelfon." Zahira immediately raised her incoming call.

"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum sir?" Sapa Zahira is first behind the connection.

"Wa'alaikum.. This is Mum Nduk not Dad." replied Zahira's mother over there.

"Ow is Mom, Kirain Mr. What's the matter, Mak?" Ask Zahira.

"Gini Nduk, Mommy wants to tell you that at one o'clock, Mama and I want to go to your Mr. Dhe's place."

"To where Mr Dhe is? What happened to Mr. Dhe Mak?" Zahira asked in surprise.

"So morning you got word, Mr. Dhe you went to the hospital. A stroke." Answer Zahira's mother.

"Yes Allah.. How suddenly Mak hurt, not Mr. Dhe healthy just fit to come to the contract yesterday." Zahira.

"The name is also the Nduk disaster.who will know." Zahira mangosteen justifies his mother's speech.

"So how many days was Mom there? Mr. Dhe's house is far away?" Ask Zahira.

"At least two days. Not too far away also Nduk, the travel time is only 2 hours drive." Answer Mother. That is if it does not get stuck.

"Yes, my mother was the same father, be careful about leaving. You guys rented a car, didn't you take the bus?"

"Yes, we rented a car to Nduk.. Oh yeah, tonight don't forget? Your sister you send food so as not to starve she pegs mother stay. Same for the next day." Pinta Ibu to have Zahira take care of Akmal.

"Yes, my mother is calm just all Akmal needs will be taken care of. If I could I would also sleep there accompanying Akmal." Zahira.

"If you sleep here, how does your husband keep doing, he'll mind?" Mom seemed to disagree.

"No, I will not Mak.. Adam must have known." Zahira.

"Yo wes if it wants you. Mother wants to be ready first so that there are no forgetfulness items that we will bring. Nduk Em's done it, Assalamu'alaikum."

"Yes Mak, Wa'alaikumsalam." Answer Zahira.

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