CHARM GIRL WITH HAZEL EYES

CHAPTER 39. STALE FOOD

The eleven men surrounded Kayra's living room table, both of them sitting with their faces stiffened with anger, except for the father. He was silent and even had time to smile at Bu Tuti and Bu Ratmi who had accused his family of giving stale food.

"Need to call RT sir?" asked Artar whose mood was already better. "Sir RT also knew what our cooking process was," he said again. Because the wife of Mr. RT himself also helped cook at home, and was sent food by Amel to pack RT this afternoon.

"No need," said my father. "So how's Mom? why are you angry at my house? I still have my clothes" said the father.

Bu Tuti and Bu Ratmi elbowed each other, cornered each other and did not want to answer father's questions.

"How patient are you?" ask your father this time. Turning his face to the Sabar Bu who had realized just now just silently lowered his head. "Why did you come to my house angry, Mom?" ask the father again.

Bu Sabar also did the same thing with Bu Ratmi and Bu Tuti, just silent without answering questions from the father.

"Is it true that the food I love from my son's seven-monthly show nasi bu?" ask dad. "But why are only mothers here to complain? why don't my father and mother do the same?" ask dad again. "I don't want to be arrogant, do these mothers know who I am? my son who? besan me too. Maybe we'll give you stale food that's not worth eating. I'm a doctor ma'am, there's no way I can give stale food to the neighbors. And Mr Umar himself? we all know how good Mr. Umar is,"

Patience lifted her face, the mother of three gulped before speaking. "I'm sorry Mr. Umar, Mr. Umar, Mr. Kayra" he said. "Honestly I don't know anything, I just follow what is asked of Mr. Tuti only sir. I needed money for my son's school fees, so I had no other choice, my husband didn't give me any money at all" she said.

"What food do we love stale?" ask dad again.

Patience shook her head. "Absolutely not sir, the food that was given from the family of Mr. Umar is still fresh and worth eating everything,"

"Bu Tuti why instigate Bu Patience?" asked the father, his hand allowed the mother to sit next to him because the mother assisted bi Surti just made a drink for all of them.

"Before I also apologized Mr. Umar, I did not khilaf do this,"

"How's khilaf? what good is Miss Tuti slandering your family?" ask father.

"Last afternoon, after you came home from here. You intercepted the same two young men, he gave a meal very similar to the one Mr. Umar loved but the food he loved was all stale. And he asked me and Ms. Ratmi to incite other citizens as well,"

"Why do you two want to?"

"They promised money, sir,"

"So you are willing to subvert your own brother with just a small amount of money?" father asked this time, he even shook his head. Can't believe there are still humans like Bu Tuti and Bu Ratmi.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Umar" said Mr. Ratmi.

He sighed softly, drinking the coffee that his mother had just made. "Diminum used to be monggo ma'am, mumpung is still warm" said the father who made Dad, mother and Shilla stunned by it.

Mother nudged Shilla's arm slowly. "Sir Umar is this good?" mother whispered softly in Shilla's ear.

Shilla nodded small. "It was very good Bun, but Shilla did not know if it turned out to be this good," replied the girl.

Mr. berdehem slowly. "I've forgiven all of you for what you've just done, and so has my family. I also apologize if there is a wrong word or deed done by me, my wife or my children that might offend you. I hope this will not happen again among all of us" said the father. The words you say seem to be the end of the problem this afternoon. Problem solved with the apologies you received from these mothers. But not with Artar, the young man looks still holding a grudge with two mothers who always spread rumors is not true.

You chuckle softly. "I didn't do anything, sir,"

Dad shook his head slowly, patting Dad on the shoulder. "Sir Umar set an excellent example for me and Iqbal as a household leader,"

"I also learned a lot from Mr. Hardi and thank you very much for receiving Kayra well as a daughter-in-law in the family of the father,"

Mr. Hardi hugged my father tightly. "I should be grateful to Mr. Umar. Gave Iqbal the blessing to marry a daughter as good as Kayra,"

*****

"Is there anything you want to tell me Kay?" ask Iqbal. They're both in Kayra's room now.

Kayra cleared her throat slowly, the girl confirmed Raissa's sleeping position. "Where is mas?"

"The incident at the greengrocer?"

"Hem that," Kayra leaned her body. "There was nothing wrong, only maybe at that time my heart condition was also no longer good, so I was carried away by emotions pas Bu Tuti same Bu Ratmi asked,"

"Ask what are they?"

"I was accepted into your family when I was a second wife" Kayra said. Her eyes stared fixedly at the two legume beads owned by her husband. "So they also said I had a game with you behind Acha, so after Acha died we got married,"

"Astagfirullah, his mouth was very troubled them. Pantesan Artar from earlier was very cynical,"

"Artar doesn't like them either,"

"Yes pencil?"

Kayra nodded small. "Like to spread gossip is not real," said Kayra. "Artar himself also had digosipin so he was always hot if there was Bu Tuti with Bu Ratmi,"

"But they say they're still family?"

"Yes" answered Kayra briefly. "Faraway family" he continued.

"But can it be?"

"Emang sometimes are our own relatives or those closest to us who easily stick knives rather than other people or ordinary neighbors" Kayra said. "Mothers don't get along with them either" Kayra said.

"But you're not Kay?" tanya Iqbal looked worried. "You know for yourself, do I have a big family that accepts you well?"

Kayra smiled sincerely, the girl nodded her head. "Yes, I forgot that, too,"