Don't Blame Me for Taking Your Wife

chapter 57

That morning, Rohman's face was bent. The reason, early in the morning Roxy has been visiting, bringing a basket of vegetables and some chicken meat along with the flour.

"Why did you come here in the morning? Is this Mr Roxy so relaxed?" Ask Ms. Rohman unfriendly.

"It just so happened that my jog passed through the market, so skalian here."

Ms. Rohman thieved, then poked the groceries on the table that Roxy was carrying. Deliberately indeed, because Roxy does not want Ayla's family to question and even refuse if she gives food that is ripe. For reasons not knowing halal or not.

"Daddy!" Uwais exclaimed from within and directly hugged Roxy without awkwardness.

Netra Bu Rohman widened.

"The same with Daddy."

"Daddy too, Is." Roxy held Uwais' body up high and turned around, until the boy screamed in excitement.

"Akrab also he's with Uwais." Mumbled Bu Rohman whinged."But basically Uwais is easily familiar to people." Mum continues muttering still looking for something not special from Roxy.

"Well, I've been here early in the morning, mister." Greet neighbor Bu Rohman in front of his house which happened to be next to the house of Bu Rohman.

Roxy smiled kindly. "Against the efforts of the prospective in-laws, mbak."

"Eehh, what's the shoot? It's my mom."

"Oohh huh? Still young, huh? I think shoot."

Ms. Rohman's son."his mouth is so sweet, you wooer." Ms. Rohman muttered to himself.

"Well, under the veggie buk? Same as the prospective ghost? Lucky huh? It's nice, friendly, nice again." Neighbors praised seeing Ms. Rohman still flipping her basket.

"His name is just looking for attention buk, it's natural. You know later if it's real... My son will be in vain." Sahut Bu Rohman grumbled.

"Mister this is as good as Ma'am."

"Oh, cover it up. Same as Alfa."

Roxy just smiled without saying anything. Prefer to play with Uwais.

As Supri said, "whose name is prospective in-laws does not hurt. If it is wrong to return to the initial sentence. So, let it be, just show it with a good attitude.The name also melts the heart of in-laws."

Those words Roxy held tightly. Although in fact, Roxy does not accept to be equated with Alpha.

"Mister has arrived, still this morning. It's only 6 o'clock past a minute." The father who had just seen the field greeted from the front of the house.

"Yes, sir, go jogging." Answer Roxy friendly.

"Uwais is awake. Tumbens." I changed to see his fun grandson in Roxy's sling.

"So hear Daddy's voice."

"Daddy?" Mr flabbergasted.

After breakfast together. Father invited Roxy to join the rice field. Of course Roxy did not refuse, especially that was new to him.

"It's hard to send, ay. You watch the stall." Ms. Rohman doesn't want Ayla and Roxy to meet more often. However, Ms. Rohman prefers Avan who is clearly of the faith and equally indigenous. Unlike Roxy who is clearly an outsider and in doubt his belief. Darling, Avan already has a candidate.

Arriving at the rice field, there seemed to be so many people crowding there. Average mom and daughter. I don't know what they did to so many people.

Ms. Rohman who kepo, approached the group of mothers who were rolling out mats while eating rujak. Tasty right, hot-dipped eating rujak.

"Waahh, look at that mister, it's handsome, it's nice again." Said one of the mothers who saw Roxy was bare-chested helped open the rice fields waterway that had been closed.

"Yes, it's sweat-shiny. So sexy." The other mother chuckled.

"Ck! That doesn't guarantee the happiness of the afterlife, Mom." Bu Rohman sneered chimed.

"Cie, who has a potential ghost....."

"Weh, Mum. If the body is good cake that is, can be happy in the mattress..." Seloroh another dadaster mom again.

"Huuuhh, who knows the small stuff." Ms. Rohman is snarling.

"Don't get me wrong, ma'am, the imported ones are usually wooww lohh.."

The gathered mothers replied with laughter.

Bu Rohman's face was suddenly ashamed of itself."astaghfirullah, what's this talking about?"

Ms. Rohman passed by leaving the gossip mama's group.

"Mom, if you don't want to, make me mister." Excited one of the neighbors in front of Bu Rohman's house.

Ms. Rohman nodded unconcernedly.

"Sir! Eat up!" Ms. Rohman's voice called her husband. Then put the shipment in a basket under the mango tree.

"Yes Mak e."

Without waiting, my mother came home. Until azan Zuhur reverberated. She cleaned herself up and went to the mosque.

"Tumben rame." Mumbled Bu Rohman because he saw many mothers and girls who came to the mosque. Very unusual, especially at midday like this.

"Who? Mister? Tumben zuhuran in the mosque."

"There's a friend of his, Mom." Rohman replied while pointing to Roxy who had just finished ablution.

Mom thunts.

"Astaghfirullah, he's right to be my son."