CHANGE MATS (REPLACEMENT WIFE)

Queen Tamak

The dreamy rose heard Joko said. What Joko said contained the truth. According to the story of the parents of the newlyweds were fragrant flowers prone to invite delicate creatures. Even people of the era there are up to a month do not do activities other than rest in the house. Over time the tradition began to change because everyone had to return to activities after marriage. Officers now have the longest leave of absence for a week. After that they have to go back to work as usual.

"What about Bivendra?" Roses are reminded of Bivendra who definitely wants to see a clean beach.

"You can ask your brother for help, take him there. We both better stay home. Hubby clean the body first all ablution."

The rose nodded letting Joko out of the room. Rose Room is not a bathroom in the room. The bathroom has only one back of the house. Joko has to get used to living like a commoner without luxury facilities. It's good to train Joko's sensitivity to the lower environment.

Roses wait for Joko to finish cleaning himself while taking the water to join other worshippers in the mosque. Roses themselves pray at home.

Bivendra sleeps at Bu Hanif's house joined by Salsabila and Sryn. Rawar is sure his older brother's son will definitely guide Bivendra to be a good Muslim.

Slowly the sun appeared brightening the peppers. Orange light ornate eastern horizon leave its own beauty like a famous painter's painting. The rose started this morning with breakfast for Joko. About Bivendra Mawar do not need to worry because the child must have been given breakfast by Marwah.

Joko came home from the mosque the sun had gone up. It seems that Joko is starting to be able to adapt to the villagers. Meet friends chatting fit can just forget the time. Joko rarely wasted time on unimportant things.

The rose stood at the door waiting for her husband. A sweet smile as a welcome to Joko.

Early in the morning can smile as sweet as honey from the Rose heart feels cool. This smile is the encouragement of Joko's life.

"Assynoltom..."

"Goddessalam.."

The rose greeted Joko kissed her feet with reverence. People who happen to pass by see the sight of eye conditioning are also happy. Only good people like to see that there are happy people.

The two unknowingly from the window cavity of the mansion next door peeked at the activities of this couple with gazes full of anger and hatred. The radiance of that person's eyes was like wanting to pulverize this couple. If necessary use a giant blender grind both into liquid juice. Unfortunately that intention can only be entrenched in the brain, there is no chance to carry out the foul intention.

"Come in, baby!" Joko took the rose inside.

"Morning is already a mole. Any ulterior intent?"

"What veil? I just want to love my wife! Is there a ban?"

The rose laughed a little. The rose said so without any purpose. Just a little guy.

"You want hubby's coffee?" rose Bargain.

"You dong!"

Roses took Joko to his tiny kitchen for breakfast. At the table there are only fried noodles and eggplok. In the house of Roses not much stored food then provide what is there.

That's all Joko is grateful for. A wife knows that she serves her husband well. Joko seemed to be thrown into heaven that had disappeared from his life.

Roses cook hot water to make original village coffee without a mixture. The fragrant village coffee makes people addicted to tasting.

Takengon city in Aceh area there are world-class Arabica coffee beans. Takengon coffee is also known as Gayo coffee. It feels good to be addictive. Gayo coffee is famous all over the world. For true coffee lovers must know the coffee products of this area.

Coincidentally coffee in place of the Rose is coffee produced from the cool city farmer Takengon. This coffee is deliberately ordered specifically for the Rose party.

Smoke billowing from a cup filled with black liquid smells typical of men's head tranquilizers. Joko can not deny the fragrance of Rose godokan coffee. The smell brings pleasure.

The rose placed the coffee right in front of Joko. This is true wife devotion. The lucky Joko gets the woman as good as the Rose.

"You don't drink coffee?" joko asked because the coffee cup was only one.

"liked. I'll just have tea. Please eat hubby!"

Joko grabbed a coffee made Rose sniff in the nose bring its own sensation. The fragrance alone has made the mind calm let alone drink it accompanied by the most beautiful woman in the world Joko. Perfect this life!

The two began eating at the table. Although only noodles but it feels good because it is eaten with a sincere heart. Joko did not dare to demand too much on the Rose because in this house it is all lacking. The rose's intention served him well. That was enough for Joko.

"Darling.your father wants to take me to see the oil palm plantation. Can I go?"

"Go! Just washing your eyes what's wrong? Today I'm going to Mak Tuo's house to help clean up the rest of the party."

"Don't be too tired!"

"Just help! Most help packing back borrowed goods. We here party equipment has been provided by the village managed by PKK mothers. No need to rent just give maintenance money. Other equipment is also borrowed from neighbors. This is the life of the neighbors in the village. All gogong royong sincerely."

Joko was amazed at the tolerance of the village community. One house partying one village plunge into each other successfully party. A sense of brotherhood is still thick enveloping life in the village. It's different in a city that's so cute.

As per breakfast Joko to the house of Pak Hari as promised they will go see the oil palm plantation. Pak Hari wants to invite Joko to invest in this Palma plant. For a while the outlook is very bright even though the price is sometimes less stable.

Joko leaves with Hari sir and Hanif sir. Roses do not interfere in a man's affairs because Roses realize they have to stand where. If Joko does not want to invite him, it means that the place is not suitable for him. Joko will definitely think of the best in Roses.

After Joko Mawar crossed over to Bu Hanif's house to see the busyness in the house. It must be the rest of the PR that the Bu Hanif family had to do to clean up all the rest of the party that was piled up inside the house.

When Roses entered the courtyard of the house looks Bu Hanif in the living room which is still installed custom lembangan Aceh. The eyes of the Rose were moved on the arrangement of the inanimate object. The color brightened his life later. This will be the most beautiful memory of his life ever sitting in a beautiful house.

"Roses???"

The rose gasped at the sound of Bu Hanif first greeting her.

"Assynoltomodel.."

The rose took a place beside Bu Hanif for free to chat. From yesterday they did not have time to chat roomy because busy by various events.

"Eat at home. What can I do to clean all this up?"

"You can what? Just sit! In a moment we will take out all the gifts to open together. What's your plan with all those gifts?" Ms. Hanif looked at the Rose to hear this young lady.

Roses shook not so enthusiastically discuss gifts from guests. Roses couldn't have brought all that stuff to Joko's place in town. At Joko's place all have been available in full. Nothing is needed by the rose anymore.

"I'm not taking Mak Tuo's card. We invite my mother to open the gift so that she is not offended. Give what she wants the rest Mak Tuo shares to neighbors in need. Some more mak tuo just keep it at home can be a gift to avenge the neighbors who party later."

Ms. Hanif is no different from other mothers still happy to get more gift rations than others. Her name is the old-time product mother.

"You sure you don't want to bring all the presents?"

"Joko will definitely not allow me to take it. Maybe later I will choose one to be a memento that I once got a gift from the village. Mak tuo will call mom!"

"Well, if you've been talking about it! Mak tuo will tell Salsabila to call your mother. Do not be surprised if the neighbors open the gift later! It's been our tradition here to both witness how many gifts can be and what they contain."

"It's no problem! It's better that way because our party's a country party then we have to assume that neighbor's our family."

Ms. Hanif is happy that Roses have such an open mind. It was not stingy to consider all the party results to be his.

"All right, let's start in an hour. Oy.. Riyan sent a gift through Muji. He asked Muji to buy a very large digital television. The TV Mak Tuo had kept in Salsabila's room. Do you want to take it to town?"

The Rose's heart trembled in thought of Riyan. Roses aren't stupid people don't know that Riyan expects him to come back to her. Dear Rose has already hurt the man. Honestly, the Rose really likes the more gentle and loving Riyan. But God said another separated them in an unpleasant way.

"Just leave it to Salsabila and Sryn. Mak Tuo doesn't need to tell mom about this. Fear of his greed arises. Mak Tuo knows mother nature."

Bu Hanif was not surprised by Bu Tiara's extremely greedy and cunning nature. There was never anything good in that woman's eyes. All the bad people in his eyes were only he who was good in this world.

"Where's Biven?"

"I think he's still sleeping. He slept late last night because he learned to play ball."

Rose smiled remember how enthusiastic Bivendra learned to play latto-latto. It's good to train the boy's motor. He will not focus on cell phones. The rose will not forbid Bivendra to practice hand movements on the two hard balls.

"Just be wild. Should I help you get the gift out?"

"You sweep the floor first just took out the card. Ask Salsabila and Sryn to help bring all the gifts out."

"All right! Mak Tuo just sit down let the Roses do it!"

The rose forbade Ms. Hanif from doing any more activities because she saw the old woman looked very tired. Ms. Hanif is not as active as those who are young. Roses should know themselves not to trouble his Mak Tuo anymore.

Roses and Marwah together to clean the living room because soon there will be neighbors to open gifts together. Tea and coffee have been brewed welcome neighbors who must be enthusiastic to see the contents of the Rose wedding gift.

One by one the neighbors came to help move gifts from the empty room of Bu Hanif's house to the living room. Everyone looked cheerfully joking. Laughter echoed here and there indicating this house is full of excitement.

The Rose's heart was greatly comforted to see this very pleasant situation. No loss he organized a party in the village because it brings blessings and morning joy to all the villagers.

The pile of gifts almost covered the entire living room. Many who are already impatient want to immediately tear the colorful paper wrapping contents inside. Salsabila, Sryn and Bivendra sat at the front like the Rose party opening committee. This is the first experience for Bivendra to gather with the people of one village.

"Ease?" exclaim Bu Hanif circling the pile of gifts.

"There's still something big that can't be brought here anymore. Let's open what's there first. After that we just follow the rest." proposes Marwah.

"Can..eh Salsa...have you told Nek Tiara? Why hasn't it appeared yet?" ma'am Hanif didn't see Bu Tiara's family.

"Maybe won't come." said one mother cynically.

"Who said he wouldn't come?" there was a voice of Bu Tiara from outside. "Assalamualaik."

"Goddessalam.."

Bu Tiara came with Dahlia minus Ayumi. These two strange women also came to ask for gift distribution rations.

This good thing where to miss Bu Tiara. A little bit he can bring home some kind of gift. Bu Tiara was convinced the Rose did not dare forbid her from taking what she wanted.

Bu Tiara and Dahlia joined together sitting on a carpet. Bu Tiara's eyes were looking for something he considered valuable. What he wants out of a rose.

"We're just bismillah! Please!"

The three young girls first took boxes of various colors. They opened the package with passion. Neighboring mothers do not want to lose follow the movements of the three young girls.

Bu Tiara opened the big box find out what it contained. Bu Tiara's face was ready to sumringah because his guess was fitting. The big box is also big.

"Well pot presto! I've been looking for this model pot for a long time. It's a good cook for Dahlia's dad. It's mine huh!" Bu Tiara immediately claimed it was her stuff. Ms. Hanif glanced at the Rose. The little nodding rose let her mother take the pot.

Bu Tiara is a big-box specialist, I don't know how many items have been claimed by Bu Tiara. All of them are average valuables. Not only was Bu Hanif upset, other mothers were also upset because Bu Tiara's greed was becoming more and more so.

"Eh Bu Tiara. Not for Tiara. Why did Bu Tiara collect it to take home?" asked one of the mothers with a face filled with deep resentment.