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Ngajarin Khotimah gardening

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Bentar It's there is also an important time item in his name Sidiq profile cute little boy.

I gasp in shock.

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I was still left stunned, receiving HP From the hands of Fatimah my beloved wife

" Ashalaamu 'alaikum...

Sorry for the long time he was up, still sleeping. This is also built my wife, said there tlpun continue to wake up.

" Oh yes sorry, later if it has not been cape sy telpun anymore

Assalaamu 'alaikum's. "

Click on the phone to close before I say hello

Thank goodness Arum responded.

Though I feel guilty, there is nothing I can do.

" Why not polite to talk about it, do not give the opportunity to say ? ! "

" I'm sorry, I'm still lemesy.

Khotimah already working ? " many

" The answer is short.

Probably still hunker with my attitude earlier when talking on the phone with Arum.

" You also cape kan say, rest first yuk...! " said.

Fatimah did not answer but fell in bed as well. Just looking straight up, still angry I thought.

Yaudah was not aware first, just until his anger subsided.

" you why baby, why did the frown arrive ? " I opened the conversation.

" It should be Fatimah masanya, why my mas are usually good with everyone. Accept that call. What's between you and him is there a problem ? " Fatimah inclines me with questions.

" Maxut dear ketus how ? I'm just saying again, cape ? " kilahku's.

" Well, we are married. We don't have to hide anything. Fatimah knows what my husband is like, what are the advantages ? " said.

" How much does Say... mas not understand ? " tanyaku.

" When I speak honestly, Fatimah knows. When I lied, Fatimah knew.

While hiding something, Fatimah felt.

Fatimah doesn't know what that is. Fatimah sure, I'm still keeping something a secret !" Try to talk openly !? " said Fatimah.

I was silent for a moment, only now do I realize. My wife is very sensitive feeling. Can I hide Sidiq's status ? Even if only for a while. Until my wife gave birth.

Totally dilemma.

I'm honestly likely hurt my wife's heart.

I cover up means I'm a coward or a loser.

I can't feel it, my tears are almost flowing. Fortunately I quickly realized and I guessed.

But too late, it was seen by Fatimah.

" A cry ? " ask Fatimah.

" Not only still sleepy maybe, my eyes jd juicy...! " i said I was lying.

" When will you keep lying like this ? Fatimah knows who lies and who is honest "he said.

I was really cornered by my wife.

" What you know about me, and what you suspect of me. It will not change attitude. All I did for you and our son." I said, maybe that's an ambiguous sentence indeed.

" Fatimah believed that.

Fatimah just didn't want to be like yesterday. Say no papa but "fatimah while sobbing.

" Never think Fatimah can be happy if you are in danger yourself...! " said Fatimah.

What a Fatimah I can't understand.

" What are you talking about, don't you understand max ? " tanyaku.

" Mas in Jogja are in danger, right ? " said.

" No more, now it's safe for the mas, but not for Fatimah "my answer.

"Yaudah, meanwhile Fatimah believes but do not risk it alone and remember that Yuyut will come here" he said.

"Yes rest first yuk, eh his son is already big yet huh ? " i said to divert the conversation.

" What the hell, only 2 months ! " answered Fatimah.

.................

Was Fatimah suspicious of the phone earlier huh..?

Didn't I delete all the chat. And he never dared to open my phone...???

I've been thinking about what not.

What Fatimah said was all ambiguous.

Like suspecting something but want to ask doubt. Even so, want to honestly hesitate, do you not...?

We fell asleep, carrying each other's dreams and thoughts.

" Have passed by dhuhur, jamaah yuk... ? " whispered Fatimah in my ear.

" Hhemm what ? " tanyaku.

" It's almost 1pm, pray yuk ! " answered my wife.

" His time ? not hearing the sound of Adhan dr mushola ! " said.

" Yes was built pas adzan did not want. Pules of his sleep ?! " said Fatimah.

" I'm sorry dear, during the jogja yesterday lack of rest. Here there is no work mlh sleep and eat mulu jd lemes ! " answer.

" Why was it yesterday ? " ask Fatimah.

" Many orders of grape seedlings and durians, to overtime" I replied

" Many money dong mas !? " ask my wife

" New dp, plg later 3mo again if the seedlings have grown. Make our child's savings "I said while wiping Fatimah's stomach.

" Shall first, let's keep it...! " attack

" No, the semi-legal pegel is also not lost...! " said

" Halaaah but sukak right.. ?! " the word Fatimah is flirtatious and seductive.

" Come on take ablution "I said as I got out of bed.

After cleaning your face in the bathroom. Then take our ablution and pray together.

" Bentar lg father mother came home mas, Fatimah cook water to make a drink yes ! " the Fatimah Pinta.

" All you cook, help you yuk, I want to make your father pepes the fish we bought at the market" I said.

" seriously, um...?" ask Fatimah.

" It's like I've never tasted my cooking !?? " said

" It's not...!? " said Fatimah

" Why then ? " many

" No papa, just in this village there is no husband help wife in the kitchen. Tar anyone see how embarrassed don't you ? " the light of Fatimah.

" What a shame, help your own wife, not someone else's wife ! " gurauku's..

" Yeee isn't that too !" replied Fatimah

" Yeah yuk.. ! " I took Fatimah's hand to the kitchen.

I clean the fish and I prepare the seasoning.

" I have banana leaves, right ? " Many

" Take in the garden next to the house a lot ! " said Fatimah.

" It's ours ? " many

" Oh yes, when you have someone else Fatimah tell you to take it.! " said.

I went to the garden that was forced, quite wide in the justin.I said in hatu.

After taking two banana leaves I brought them home.

" Please wash the banana leaves "my door

" Wash can cook pepes must be taught Eis yes first.... ! ?" ask Fatimah who surprised me.

" Dong don't call him, watch not until you know, shame right !!? " I'm going to Fatimah.

" Yes yes, it's just a mas " replied Fatimah smile smile.

Then he believed, I never thought of Eis again. But will he believe also in my past with Arum, who has produced children. Sidiq....!?!

" Heeh remembers the past yes, kok jd. This banana leaf has been washed "he said a bit sewot. (there is still a sense of jealousy maybe )

" Not really.not the past, dear. I'm just afraid you'll say that name in front of my mom. I used to tirisin his chin, and later his fish wrapped using banana leaves. Fishya already I seasoned tuh "i said.

" Owh yes mas, kirain td trus inget past really bengong" he said.

" No. I prepared the tape first for mepes, just dipepes outside so the kitchen is not dirty" I said.

"Just whatever" said Fatimah

The fireplace is ready, the wood is already charcoal.

" Do you have a fish grill, right ? " many

" There's that on the mas plate shelf, make coffee, don't you ? " ask Fatimah.

" Make it, as always ! " answer me

" yes, I know "the answer is short

" The coffee...! " Fatimah bawain coffee

" Put it down, help fanin, I drink first ! " my door

" hihihi.. try to read first mas "Fatimah laughs at me.

I saw my face with a camera, geez full of black smudges. Apparently when sweating, used hands hold dirty charcoal not felt. I see my hands are full of charcoal stains.

Fatimah's face is also covered with charcoal, let alone the same.

" Seek kok Fatimah who was the target, evil iiih.." Fatimah.

" Let's be fair right, hehehe...!? " gurauku's.

" Nearly mateng nih, already out the fragrant aroma" I said

" The sign of mateng how mas ? " Fatimah. It's about cooking even if I'm an expert on my wife, hehehe.

" Later the leaves of the banana outside are charred, the fragrant aroma out the fish has changed color" I said

" Aren't the fish invisible, wrapped in leaves ? " said.

" Let's see it later...! " gahku's.

When Ig talked, arrived the mother-in-law came.

" Where to look, where not here. Kaliyan ni lg what ? how come your faces are spruce....?? " the mother-in-law held back the laughter.

" Make fish pepes mom" I said

" i don't use presto, like a little child's charcoal toy" said the mother-in-law.

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at the dinner table

" The son-in-law and son-in-law made pepes nich fish" said the mother-in-law.

" Yes sir, my husband is a cook ! " Fatimah.

" The smell is good nich... This is what mom ? ask the father-in-law.

" Know that,,, your daughter made it ! " answered mother-in-law.

" Owh is a sweet asem pedes sauce sir, the taste is asemnya from lime, the sweetness of javanese sugar" I replied

" Hmm delicious... Fatimah lost your cooking" said the father-in-law.

" yee bandingin's father bandingin...!? " called Fatimah.

" It's not just a comment, learn to make pepes where son ? " ask the father-in-law.

" Eem taught himself sir "my answer stammered

" Ehhemm time anyway mas studying alone ? " typical Fatimah.

I'm a bully and I kicked his leg.

" Okay. aching mas "the scream of Fatimah.

" Any one of you in the storm, have eaten. Pepes sisain for Yuyut and Khotimah. Yuyut seneng nih ! " said mother-in-law.

Finish eating together.

" Mister ma'am, that's a garden why is it kept unkempt ? " many

" What do you want to do ? besides, no one "father-in-law takes the answer.

" Make a fruit nursery can it sir. Stay online only ! " said.

" Who wants to take care of who ? " the mother answered.

" That is Khotimah, dr in the work of people. let Fatimah be taught. The prospects are good, ma'am. In the future can make a fruit center if there are many that can be a fruit tourism hamlet "litang.

" yes, too, but the Khotimah will not ? " said father.

" That's Fatimah's job sir, telling her sister." I said.

" Today I didn't say it, he said he wanted to. But want to see firsthand how it wants to go to jogja" said Fatimah.

" Over time. besuk bring a sample at home, to learn. As long as you are here, you can teach ! " answer me

" That means wait for the big mas to fit here again ? " ask Fatimah.

" No need, you tlp Amir just tell send via package. to learn a little bit just first. ! " said.

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yuyut and yuyut advice

After Isya' Yuyut came with Khotimah. After a brief stale, Yuyut asked me to get my room rabbahan to be checked.

And my fingers and toes have not escaped the grip of his hand. The pain is not stingy, this is a very strong grandmother, my mind.

Yuyut check my condition.

" You have recovered now" said Yuyut. Everyone was relieved, especially Fatimah.

" Yes thanks yut, but it hurt to be held yuyut !?! " said.

" It's blood circulation" he said.

" Oh that's it yut ? " said.

" Hmmm... did you actually meet yesterday bah tunjung ? " ask Yuyut

" yes Yut "I answered.

I was told to tell the chronology of what happened.

" Yes yes... Not to be expected...?!?" mumbling Yuyut.

" What's up yut ? " ask my mother-in-law.

" Son and your son-in-law, there will be many trials at the beginning. But don't worry, it will all end well...! "

" What trials yut ? " ask Fatimah worriedly.

" You're patient, no matter what. You and your husband should get along. "

" Yes yut." replied Fatimah briefly.

I'm thinking macem macem.

" And you're a granddaughter-in-law, you have to be straight ahead. You must understand this, the combination of blood that is on you must be awake if it can not be dangerous.

What's gone, you should know that. The day was divided into three.

Yesterday \= past

Today \= you live

Tomorrow \= Your future.

what you are experiencing now is the result of your past, what you are doing now is a plant for your future." Yuyut advised me.

Yuyut gave me advice at length. Until my mother-in-law cuts

" Yut, Yuyut and Khotimah had dinner first. That Fatimah and her husband prepared a special meal for you !" said my mother-in-law.

" Surely mas mbak ? " Khotimah.

" It's not for you, it's for Yuyut, hihihi.." I said.

" Yeee mas nih. nyebelin "grunts Khotimah make others laugh.

After dinner

" Say said that Khotimah can open his own business. Same Amir kirin let's address on parcelin. Like I'm still here, I won't teach you grafting either ! " I cried to Fatimah.

" yes no wa Amir, besuk want to send the package " replied Fatimah.

" What package is Fatim ? " tanya khotimah.

" The stem of wine, make your learning " said Fatimah.

" It's cool, it can make a vineyard ! " khotimah.

" The serious origin of Khotimah can certainly be "I said

" Yes mas, Khotimah want to be serious. there happens to be an old man's land that is still not planted" he said spirit.

" Why not say you love ? " take a question to Fatimah.

" Fatimah do not know either, we will be long in the pesantren mas, home also once a year. Where Fatimah knows "the answer.

" Oh yes, I forgot, hihihi "i said

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Some days I was at home in-laws, no important news from Amir or Mr. Yadi.

I used it to organize the garden, and I learned Khotimah.I also took fishing alone with Fatimah.

Until one day while relaxing with Fatimah and khotimah. While looking at the results of Grafting Wine.

" It's pretty good, your first result can already grow 40%. That's been good. You have talent, usually the first is his life rate is only 20% Congratulations, Khot. stay your perseverance." I said.

" Well ready." he replied proudly.

drrrt...

My HP is shaking.

Mr. Yadi Telfun

"Assalaamu 'alaikum mr. Yadi...

" Wa ' alaikummussalaam sir..

Still in the in-laws, sir ? "

" Yes sir, still...

All garden plants for this fruit nursery sir.

The mumpung at home already have Amir and Heri "

" Aren't you busy, sir ? "

" No sir, this is just chatting with our wives and cousins "

" Not bothering you, sir ? "

" Oh no sir

What's up, sir ? "

"This is sir, the case of yesterday.

His trial Rofiq will be held in two days.father asked to attend.

" Oh yes sir, soon I leave for Jogja. "

" Okay, thank you, I'll wait

sir.

" Prepared sir

Is there anything else, sir ? "

" Yes sir

The mystical case is getting more widespread sir.

Many people are scared.

Many are looking for you, ask for help.

" Oh that's it, sir...?

I will be home soon, sir ! "

" One more thing, sir

Rofiq likes to go berserk in prison, call father's nickname.

" Call my old nickname ?! "

" Yes sir

if it's so difficult to control. fortunately there is his sister who looks and raises him.

" ok sir besuk I try to see the condition, in Polda yes sir ?"

" Yes sir

Yes so first sir, I wait for his return to Jogja.

" Ashalaamu ' aleikum....! "

" Alaikummussalaam..."

...klick...

Telpun closed.

I told Fatimah to come home when it was still early in the morning.

" Dear mas have to go back to Jogja now, many problems that must be solved "I said

" No.." replied Fatimah.

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