Change Husband?

4: Bargain the house

"Well, my youngest son is also rich, so is Nia, just shut up in the room. Pas was still in school until college he just studied constantly." aunt Vida even equated me and her youngest child.

Shut yourself in a room? I'm really right. But I locked myself up because I was in a drakor marathon. If learning there is time anyway, my time yes more watching the cogans so clear my mind can continue to think good deh.

"Yes the same, Ruby did too. If Safira plays a lot, sometimes this house becomes a gathering place so crowded. "mother now tells Safira.

"You sit down Ruby stands up." Aunt Vida told me to sit down.

I sat down next to my mom, listening to them talk, who knows who would talk to me again.

"My eldest son did too, but more never went home anyway. Go home if the money runs out, anyway always make me annoyed there is a course of behavior." oh well this time aunt Vida who told me about her son.

"Yes, one child with the other is different nature. Moreover, the child whose distance is my twin child is very different in nature. "mother added.

It seems like this conversation is of no interest to me they are talking about their lives. Ok, I'll just get out of here.

tok tok tok tok

"Assalamu'alaikum." There was a voice saying greetings, it seemed like someone was coming.

"Waalaikumsalam" I answered standing up and stepped to the door, the door was open but there was no one. It might be on the terrace.

Upon arrival at the door there was Mr. Jamal who was on the terrace while observing the pillars of the terrace of the house. He's a kind of realtor, a friend of dad's, too. But not often come just I know him because it used to be neighbors, now it has moved to where I do not understand.

"From dad, sir? "

Mr. Jamal flinched his head towards me. "Yes, where's your father. "

Then mom came out, "What's the matter, sir, find her dad's kids? "

"Say this house wants to be sold, yes I want to look around and be photographed so as not to offer to buyers later." explained Jamal.

Denger house just want to be sold this morning, why can Mr. Jamal whose house far away already know and already want to bid this house. My heart hurts to hear it.

"In a moment, Mr. Jamal entered first so as not to call his father. "mother invited Mr. Jamal in.

I came in too, mother went inside to wake me up.

Aunty Vida may be a bit confused that there are fathers coming in and sitting also in our living room chair made of carved wood.

"It's his friend father aunty. "although aunty is not nanya biarin who knows he wonders.

"Yes sir" replied Aunt Vida.

Then came the father with a pillow face even though he had washed his face.

"Huh? you're a mall, have a look. You don't take a picture of papa" Dad immediately let Mr. Jamal look around the house.

Don't you see if there's a guest mom? maybe I'm ashamed of this friend. Long time no see eh meet even his house again seen-see people.

"What's the matter Nia? " aunty Vida really wants to know.

"That's Fuad's friend, it's nothing. " The mother replied with no intention of telling the truth.

"The building is old, what price do you want? "Sir Jamal said it was not slow so everyone heard including Aunt Vida.

"This house is for sale? " aunty Vida seems to have a smart brain so it can immediately catch this situation.

Mother nodded and nodded.

"Would you like to move? " aunty Vida thinks so.

"Yes, we'll find a smaller one" replied Mom.

"Well, your kids are getting older if the smaller nyes are comfortable." Aunt Vida disagrees with mom's answer.

"Most of my two daughters will be married too right, must follow her husband so me and Fuad mas just alone so the room is enough." mother turned out to have that thought, a thought that once. I don't know when I'm getting married.

"Ohh, are they going to get married anytime soon? " aunty Vida understands but why ask that question.

Mom was silent for a moment, "Not really "

"Yes later do not offer eight hundred yes Fuad, but I get from you later. "the voice of Mr. Jamal echoed again throughout the room.

"Less it's Jamal, if I can one em.Then I have to find another house because "dad seemed to offer the price of the house.

Hearing father's words, I was sure that this house would indeed be sold.

"Ok, I'll never tell you again" Jamal sir is leaving. "Mom let ya" then she left after mom's saying goodbye.