Damar For Kinanti

I want them to love you too

Damar felt a curious gaze from his workers, he smiled occasionally to ease their curiosity.

Maybe if they dare they will loudly ask where he went all this time, but no one dared to ask.

With a light and calm step, Damar grabbed the hand of his wife who had been walking in his footsteps since.

" Healthy mom..?" asked Damar to the mother who was busy working but also occasionally glanced at Damar and Kinanti.

" Thank God for Damar...!" answer the mothers simultaneously.

" Good." replied Damar and looked at his wife,

" tell me baby. Come on." said Damar while nodding.

" Mother mother. come home from work later please come to the office alternately..

there was a bit of a snail from us." Kinanti's voice tried as hard as possible to make it sound throughout the room.

Hearing that was of course the mother mother who usually worked hard to buy the kitchen necessities was a little shocked, and cheered after a few minutes later,

what's this, of course they think so.

" What order, sir?" ask two B building inspectors,

" in order to say thank you and gratitude..

I ask you to pray for the health of my wife and whether the son or daughter is still in my wife's birth.." Damar smiled as he touched his wife's stomach.

" Wahh....??!!" the countenances of the workers seemed to turn happy.

" Healthy always mom..!"

" yes ma'am. good luck until you give birth..!" shouted the few people who were standing at the farthest corner.

" Yes mom! may your mother and her mother be healthy..!"

" healthy healthy...!"

many voices made Kinanti smile happily, though,

the prayer of the workers was so sincere that Kinanti's heart could not hold back the feeling of haru.

" Thank you mother." replied Kinanti,

" Yes, we go to another building." take Damar to his wife's arm.

" Why should I deliver?" ask Kinanti between her steps.

" I want them to love you more, so it's important to me that you tell them that to yourself, baby..

later help also for a while at the office, at least give a smile to them so that they feel appreciated and considered by you." said Damar gave understanding to his wife, who was not happy with his wife, then the two continued their steps towards the other 3 buildings.

The atmosphere of the house looks so boisterous this afternoon, the car parked lined up from the yoga house to the front of the house Stepmother Damar.

Good friends, acquaintances and business associates gather to hold a rally held every month.

Incidentally this month Winda who got a turn, that's what caused Winda riweh starting from a week ago.

In because he lives in the village of course he prepares many dishes that are rarely encountered in the city, Winda wants a different atmosphere, he said, the village menu menu that was cooked by the mother of the working mother in her home was right to spoil the tongue of the guests of Winda, many guests are brightly praised because they are tired of eating the delicacies of the city's luxury dishes that are not too good for their aging health.

There is also a menu of meat, but still seasoned with typical Javanese seasoning timuran which is rarely served at major events in the city.

Yoga who had just come that afternoon greeted, because he knew some people, friends of his mother and father first.

" Hemm.added handsome sir our doctor this one..

piye.. wes ono candidate maneh? (how.. are there any more candidates?)" ask some mommy mom seduces yoga.

But Yoga just smiles broadly while shaking hands.

From a distance he also saw some middle-aged women glancing at him with a view that he thought was impolite.

They stare at Yoga from top to bottom, making Yoga really uncomfortable.

" Oh.he may still be in the factory. like he does not know budhe.he is happy with the crowd." replied Winda with a smile.

" Yes at least say hello to me..

his father was my best friend and my husband.."

" well, that kid's crazy working budhe.."

" who's mbak?" ask the other mother.

" That's the one I'm going to marry my first child to.."

" Ow.. who said he wanted to focus on taking care of the factory and being a lecturer?"

" yes. know the idea is getting married, even though he wants to focus on working..

what less is my son Win? beautiful, civil servant..

must be a lot of my legacy?" the mother's tone looked a little upset.

" His name is not budhe soul mate.want how. feelings can not be forced.." said Willa politely.

" Say the son of an ordinary man, his wife? not an officer, right?"

hearing that sentence Winda began to feel disturbed, he was uncomfortable, but he still had to act as a good host.

" Typeya mas Damar is indeed so budhe,

mas Damar does not like women who are busy working outside and are too independent,

because mas Damar wants great attention for himself and his children later..

if Mas Damar can meet all the needs, why does he have a wife who is busy working outside?, he said?,

maybe that's why Damar refused budhe's offer so subtly.." Sahut Yoga, who has been a listener since then,

she threw a sweet smile at the mother.

Hearing the word Yoga the mother is like running out of words.

" Don't let go of Damar, I also prefer a wife who is silent at home and focused on taking care of me and my child..

isn't working and meeting those needs my job as a husband..?" yoga makes the mother more unable to answer.

" yes already budhe.I greet other guests first. monggo.." Yoga like deliberately making the mouth of the arrogant mother's mother was silent, in fact she had no problems with women who worked after marriage, but heard Kinanti compared to her upset.

With light steps Yoga walks away from the mother with the Winda.

" Replace your clothes Kaila?!" firmly, the mother who was upset to see Kaila only wear T-shirts and shorts.

" What did mom do? I didn't show myself to anyone?" answer Kaila who is cool lying on the bed while playing HP.

" Some time there are friends of mother's friends here, there are also some who bring their children, so immediately change clothes! you should say hello too!" asserted the mother again.

" No.." answered Kaila,

" It must be a friend's son's mother's friend?" kaila asked as if she knew her mother's thoughts.

" I already have a girlfriend, mom, so don't act like before, I don't want to be introduced to anyone...!" reject Kaila.

" Kinanti's right-fit brother is the same as Kinanti?!

how can you live one day ha?!"

her mother's words really hurt Kaila's ears.

" Yusuf is working, not unemployed ma'am?! and please don't keep judging people by work or how much they make?!"

" Oh. dimeh. such a child will not be able to make you live comfortably, obey the mother, many men are better and capable than the Kinanti brother! get up and change your clothes!" firmly the mother while pulling Kaila's arm violently.