Country girl and handsome ceo mind reader

Chapter 58: village girl and handsome ceo mind reader

"mother? Which marmot, he hasn't woken up yet," asked the hero.

"hus.kamu it, just change the name of the person, let your brother sleep maybe they are still tired with the trip yesterday in addition to your brother-in-law again grieving, grieving, better keep your mouth shut with the fried banana and don't ask too many questions."

Tukas mother put a plate of fried bananas in front of the hero.

"kasian niah ya ma'am? I don't have any family parents nor does anyone care" said the hero continues to fill his mouth with fried bananas, like goats he chews.

"later if your sister wakes up don't you say like that, later she is sad again, mother is afraid her condition will worsen if she continues to cry like last night," said the mother who sat in front of the hero.

"but weird, ma'am? In addition to other family members, there is also no one doing studies for aunt Rida, even though it is very important for those who have died." explained the hero.

"hem.what can I do, most people like that, if they feel capable will definitely forget the other families that he thinks can be a burden on the family."

Wira just a mangguk-mangguk and eat the last fried banana.

"mother? Add another dong, less fried banana."

Mother turned to stare at the empty plate in front of the hero,

"less bald? you laper what doyan tuh,! a plate you spent yourself you said was lacking?" my mother kept putting another plate of fried bananas, anyway,

"hehehehe..take good bu early in the morning gini breakfast fried banana."

"wedding wedding doooong? Bira there are masakin, mother is old when she still takes care of you, noh look at your brother, it's good if there is sleep, hungry there are masakin home there are waiting, there are waiting, tired of pi?" not finished talking hero play cut a ribbon

"stop mom? Don't need to be clear along the train tracks, my brain muter if thinking mate," hero frowning and passed to the bathroom.

"wasn't he a child? Told you even ngeyel, mbok ya diyakan let his mother seneng can be obedient to have a daughter-in-law two." mother groused sigh.

"what's wrong mom?" mom jumped in unaware I was standing behind her.

"oh.wala ndok ndok.mbok ya say hello yo when it comes, not so surprised." said the mother, with a typical jaw dialect.

"yo sorry or ma'am, niah tea ndak means to make mother hangers." I said according to the way mother talks, we just laughed together and momentarily forgot my sadness.

"mom's happy to see you laughing again,! Stay like this yeah, I'm worried if you keep crying." said mom stroking my head with affection.

"sorry" I said almost inaudibly.

"oh yes, the mother fried bananas, eat to prop up your stomach, because the mother has not cooked, the banana was from bude fatma and immediately fried mother" said the mother diverted the conversation.

I also don't want to keep thinking about auntie, kurass was enough last night I cried, if auntie was here, she would be angry if I saw me keep crying.

"is the bagong not awake yet" mother asked puzzling me.

"who's mom?" my question is not understood.

"hhhhhh..Your husband, brother, is just a brother faiz who likes to wake up late." replied the hero out of the bathroom with a loud laugh.

"ish..mana there mas faiz wake up late, he's already up wir, most of the bath." obviously I eat fried bananas, he said,

"he? Where are you going, then,?" said mother did not lose her whimper like sister ros.

"ala akak nie,! Like do not know heroes saje,." ice.my husband also like ipin even call his mother brother, is why I imitate them.

"hhhhhh..this is the Air.gara sound? Or the upin ipin si family,!" my laughter was talking all over this little kitchen.

"hhhh.yo wes if you want to go for a walk, mother does not become cooked, mother wants to go yo with the three of you," said the mother again, now the dialect changes like a Javanese.

"yo can you go to mom? Wong's mother is also old and even want the same easy way?" I almost spouted a fried banana in my mouth hearing the hero talk like a man sprained in a rock of salak.

"not so lee, people say that the third road means that the third is dedemit, it is wong who has your brother's wife, it means you are his dedemit" obviously mom again really makes me sick to my stomach,

"eh..where are you going?" mas Faiz asked to see me running to the bathroom.

"mules mas horrified the dialogue of the three of you," I explained half-shouting in the bathroom.

"hahahahaha.." The laughter of the three of them still sounded boisterous at the dinner table.

"Assalamu'alaikum." said someone heard from outside, it looks like it's bude fatma, the voice is very clear because this house is not too big.

soon I finish my wish and then go out to meet bude fatma.

I saw that mom was ahead to meet Bude, while the two brothers went somewhere.

"bude take what,?, how many,!" I said look at Bude's luggage.

"neng niah this bude spent shopping for later afternoon needs, this was early in the morning neng in-laws to the house and love the shopping money, coincidentally today's market day, this morning, so bude went straight to the market for shopping," explained bude at length and brought all the groceries and put them on the table.

Mom just smiled at me, without explaining anything, it turns out that she kept what she said last night.

"Thank you bude, Bude's been helping out,,"

"iya neng together, bude go home first yes, because at home is still a mess, later bude here again help cook for later in the afternoon."

"iya bude," I answered smiling sincerely at her and looking down at mother.

"Thank you mom, I'm so grateful, there are still people like mom and bude who want to take care of niah's problems."

I hugged my mother and felt the warmth of the door from her hands, I felt so missed my late mother, she said,

I let go of my arms because I didn't want to dissolve in sadness.

Mom just smiled making her pretty face more visible.

even though the face is full of wrinkles he still looks beautiful at a young age, it is only natural that the faiz mas and hero look handsome like a prince in a fairy tale country, his mother alone was this beautiful, what else they both were definitely born handsome and handsome.

"let's go in, we start cooking first, soon mom fatma will be here." invite mom to hold my hand like a child.

I followed my mother like a chick who followed where her mother went.