Don't insult my MOTHER
Chapter4 The Arrival of Najib
Geck.. Geck.. Tok
"Assalamu'alaikum"
The sound of knocking on the door and greeting several times sounded from the front, although I was vaguely sure that the sound came from in front of this house, but somehow no one had opened the door yet. Where are my grandmother and mother.
I who was in the upper room immediately went down and headed straight for the origin of the sound
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"wa'alaikumsalam" I said as I opened the door.
"sorry, who's looking?" my many.
Because I don't know this handsome guy in front of me.
"look who? You who?" asked the man with eyes looking at me sharply.
"cz! I asked, you should answer not even ask back." I said indifferently.
"this is my grandmother's house, should I ask who you are? You're not the one who asked. Step aside!" he replied and stepped in past me who was still at the door.
I didn't know Grandma had a grandson. As I recall the children of uncle and aunt were all girls, then who was this man?, why did he say that this was his grandmother's house. Ah let! I'm dizzy, it's none of my business.
I immediately closed the door and went upstairs. But just a few steps the man's voice came back.
"Mr.. Grandma! " his screams made my ears hear his voice.
"Grandmother.." she cried again.
I just wanted to stuff his noisy mouth. I who was about to go upstairs undo my intentions and go back down to look at the man who was still yelling looking for grandma.
"Stop yelling, your voice is so distracting!" I said when I saw the man sitting at the dinner table.
"What care! I can even let out a louder scream if I still haven't found my grandmother." she replied without looking at me.
"Basic crazy!" muttered. Which he apparently heard.
"What are you saying?!"
"Whose are you anyway? And where's my grandmother?" she asked with glaring eyes.
"I don't know where my mom and grandma are going, just wait! Maybe they'll be home soon. And don't yell anymore, my ears are hearing your screams." I replied and immediately left the man alone at the dinner table.
"Wait!" his yell.
Hobbi once he screamed, even though I could hear him talk normally.
"Who are you?" ask her again.
"Please wait until grandma gets home, and you can ask her directly." I replied and immediately left from her presence.
"Hey... It's not polite!" shouted again.
I ignored her screams, and immediately went upstairs. Just now that this foot is up there is a front door open.
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I peeked from above who came, maybe grandma and mom because if other people would not open it themselves.
And it's true that comes mother and grandmother, with so many groceries on hand.
"it's worth disappearing, it turns out they went shopping." I muttered and immediately entered my room.
"Astaghfirallah" I said many times because I had thought no-no.
Geck.. Geck.. Geck..
"jihan, are you sleeping, son?" a voice I know very well.
I got up and opened the door.
"mother, what's wrong?" ask me after the door opens.
"get down, grandma asked you to meet with Najib" replied the mother. And soon down I tailed behind mom.
"so the man was called Najib, it was so funny his name." I thought with a smile on my lips when I knew the handsome and chatty man was named Najib.
Mom and I went to the kitchen where the man was sitting. There was a grandmother and..
"when was amanda here?" I said in my heart. After seeing amanda the son of an uncle who was already sitting sweetly in front of a handsome man named Najib.
"jihan, come here" Grandma let me sit next to her between grandma and amanda.
"najib, this is jihan. Grandmother's granddaughter is also in addition to amanda and kinanti." said grandma introduced me to najib.
"oh so she's a granddaughter of grandmothers too, I think she's a maid in this house" she said flatly.
"ha ha ha ha... Yes, she is suitable to be a maid here, sis." continued amanda with open arms.
"laugh!" calm saying.
"Mr, amanda!. Jihan is the oldest grandchild in the house, take care of your attitude." said grandma admonished amanda who was still laughing out loud.
"Sir, what you're saying is true!" amanda answered with eyes looking at me.
"huh this kkalian.. Grandma didn't ask you to come here to say anything bad to Jihan" she said.
"jihan is the son of aunty Aisyah.. He's 5 years different from you Najib. He is only a graduate of Junior High but his intelligence should not be doubted anymore. That's why grandma asked you to come here so she could help you in the office as your secretary" she said at length.
"whaattttt!... He graduated from SMP. And grandma asked me to make her my secretary!" najib shouted with bulging eyes almost out.
"Ha ha ha ha" amanda laughed out loud, even louder this time.
"amanda!" shouted the granny who was getting annoyed at the behavior of amanda.
I'm just being quiet doesn't mean I accept being treated like this, but I want to know more about what my grandmother's intentions are to make me a secretary in her office. Even Grandma didn't ask for my approval first.
"Sir, I'd rather have a daughter or amanda helping me in the office. What will happen if he helps me. The school was only graduated from Junior High even though his grandmother said he was smart still his knowledge was only mentok in Junior High School" said Najib refused the request of the grandmother.
I still listen to them talk, sometimes arguing with each other. It didn't feel like we were talking about this for an hour, a conversation that still didn't find an end. If only I hadn't appreciated my lazy grandmother once I'd stayed at this table. They even forgot that I was in front of them.
After almost two hours of still no decision, I finally decided to leave them. I woke up and told my grandmother.
"Mom, jihan go upstairs first." I said to grandma.
"God look at him, even go before hearing his decision" said amanda cynically
"It's been almost two hours I've been here, and you guys haven't been able to make up your mind.just waste my time." I replied and walked over.
"oh yeah.. You guys don't have to bother. I'm not interested in Grandma's request." I said again before actually leaving in front of them.
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