BABE JADULKU

Part 1's

Ancient Namamya, Parlindungan, commonly called PARLIN. I don't have an FB account, especially an IG account. The contact number in his HP was only fifteen, all of them family. That's my husband. My brother called it JADUL's HUSBAND who lived in the eighties.

"Enak also had an old husband yes, people were busy with their respective HPs, he just pulled the grass," my brother said, pointing to my husband who again pulled the grass. My brother's words were like insults to me.

At that time we were as usual gathered, a kind of unofficial gathering, we were one family always gathered every month at the parents' house. Yes, it is so, when everyone is busy with his cellphone, my husband actually cleans the parent's yard. Sometimes I am embarrassed too, I don't know what the advantages of this husband, so my father used to insist on matching us.

"Maklumi aja, the villagers are indeed his expertise to pull the grass," said my brother-in-law while laughing.

We have a big family of six, I am number three, but I am the last one to get married. When the youngest brother already had children, I just got a mate, and even then the father was betrothed. Village people, unemployed anyway. I said he was unemployed because he didn't work all day at home. But he routinely gave me shopping money. I don't know where he got it from I don't know. We were married for three months. I don't even know what he's working on yet?

His appearance is also old-fashioned, still loyal to goblet hair, still loyal to keeper pants. At home all day just wear gloves.

"Gaul little napa, Bang?" I said to my husband, when he was busy cleaning the yard. I came to him, because I couldn't stand my own brother's scorn.

"No confidence brother, Dek, their office business story continues, I only know the grass," replied the husband while continuing to pluck the grass.

"Udah if that's what I do for grass," I replied as I sat down and started work.

Our introduction used to be very short before marriage, just acquaintance ten new days of marriage contract.

"You believe in Dad, Nia?" that's what my father said when he introduced us.

"Of course believe me, Father," I replied.

"Marry him" said Father again, pointing to the old man.

At that time I was only given time to think one day, I accepted with consideration of the age of three heads, because I also believe in Dad, there is no way he plunged his own daughter. We got married ten days later. I've never even been taken to the house of in-laws. Only know your in-laws at the reception. Weird right? but that is my life.

We gathered at lunch, six children and six daughters-in-law all gathered at the dinner table. Dad started talking.

"Dad was planning to umrah, but the money wasn't there, would you be willing to help Dad?" ask Dad.

All of us were silent and looked at each other, I had never asked for help like this, so long as it was young people who helped us, almost all of their children were given capital for their own business.

"Dad knows the effort is quiet again, but I helped also a million," said my oldest brother.

A million? he's the most hefty his life only helped a million, how the others.

"I'm also a million" said the second brother. And the other brother could only help five hundred thousand.

It's just me, I see my husband who, as usual, is silent.

"Cancel it, Dad, it only costs four million, how much does it cost?" said my oldest brother.

All eyes are on the husband, I also see my husband, how can he talk that way, while our house is still contracted, just buy HP he can not afford?

"Don't you?" I said to my husband more precisely ask, want to see seriousness.

"Yes, I paid for it all" said the husband, his tone in utter astonishment.

Father closed the conversation by saying "Alhamdulillah" and then he went into his room.

"I'm sure Father's this prank," said my youngest brother.

"Kok you said that?"

"He's just testing us, I'm sure, so Parlin dares to balk at all, I must have talked to Parlin first, I'm familiar with him," said my oldest brother.

"Buy your powder he can't afford, want to move Umrah father again?" connect my brother number two.

Kulirik's husband, he just kept quiet as usual. What kind of husband is this, people talk about him near himself he is silent.

"You're right, I'm sure it's dad's money, too, so where's the unemployment?" connect Brother.

Immediately I pulled the hand of the husband from the crowd, I asked him to speak together. I can't stop thinking, the HP is still old Nokia HP.

"Bang, is that true?" ask me after we were together.

"Yes, Deck, right."

"Bang, if there is such money brother, better buy a new motor, new HP only," I said again.

"Lo, how is that? that's your parents, Dek, this may be his last wish."

"Well, where did you take that money?"

"That's just one cow, Dek,"

"One cow?"

"Yes, Deck, it's only worth one cow."

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