Grandpa's Last Will

Meet Iqbal's mother

Lala, 'Azzam, Mila too Ovan is still in Windi's house. The woman even talked a lot to the point of not giving anyone a chance to interrupt. Even though the day is getting late in the afternoon they must hurry so as not to stay overnight.

"So then, every man I married after I got pregnant and gave birth they just divorced me. The third time I married my husband I divorced me when my son was five months old "

"So this Windi dowager dong is now "Celtap Ovan. Windi looked over and smiled

Seeing that there was an opportunity for Azzam to speak

"Sorry, we have to go immediately, there is still a lot of food that we have to deliver, fear of stale hunting "

"Oh yes, I'm sorry. Duh instead so vent" said her while closing her mouth while smiling

"If so we say goodbye, assalamualaikum " Without wanting to hear Windi's answer, Azzam immediately followed Lala and her two friends

"Waalaikumsalam "leirih Windi. A moment later he smiled, staring at the departure of Azzam's entourage

Now Azzam's entourage has arrived at the RT sir's house.

"Are you sure you want to go there ?" Ask Lala suddenly

"Why is it ?" Ask Azzam

"Yes the time you want to be the ghost of RT" Lala chuckles at the thought of the night

"Huh ! What does it mean La? Azzam wants polygamy ?" Ask Ovan

"Hus, haphazardly, by the way do not come from, who also wants polygamy ! Just ngaco "Excite Azzam

"That was said...."

"Eh, don't be noisy who has a house out, we go there" said Lala

"Yes yuk "They finally came to the house of RT sir

"Assalamualaikum "Lala's greeting to a woman of Lala's age

"Waalaikumsalam, you'll "Pointing to Azzam, Lala's words have not finished snatching

"Sorry, we're here to give this, salam know ya mbak, we're new citizens here, I'm Nurmala and this is my husband. It's not acceptable yes "Say Lala immediately give me the food box

"Then we say 'Salamualaikum, "Lala fast

"Yuk guys "Seru Lala slowly, Azzam and the others followed

"Who's coming, that's what ?" Ask Mr. Samsul who just came out

"That's Well, the new citizen of the couple was saying this "

"Oh, surely Azzam mas and mbak Nurmala, dad so bad to them, almost I ask maa Azzam marry you "Samsul said he felt guilty

"When his name is the same, but his handsome is different, this Azzam from Azzam my husband "daughter of Mr. Samsul speaks in heart

"If only he hadn't married yet I would have fought his ,hihihi" Inner again

"Why are you smiling?" Ask Mr. Samsul looking at his daughter strangely

"Eh, don't you "

At that time Lala was still walking, Azzam who was silent and then spoke.

"The rich are traumatized by the same son of RT sir "

"Holder trauma, kiss all over her eyes "Lala Sahut

"Have his eyes sprained ?" Ask Azzam again

Mila who did not understand just silently listened to , while Ovan who was always curious aka kepo really wanted to ask but just opened her mouth Mila had glared at her,Ovan who understood his intentions only grimaced.

"The way he looks at you is rich, he likes you "Jawab Lala

"Yes let it go, that's his right" Azzam said casually

"But I don't like "

"I'm also not "Continue Azzam

"The bottom line is, you're just cuekin, don't mind him or anyone who intends to disturb "Chap Mila interjected

"Well that's right, if you think about the moment you even fight "Timpal Ovan

"Yes, yes, the important thing is that Azzam is not welcome with other girls" Lala said

"Yes already, we continue to stay a few more right, let's quickly settle also " said Azzam reminded

They finally went to the house they had not visited.

Meanwhile, Sarah has now changed clothes, she has also done her makeup even though only natural makeup but she looks more beautiful.

Iqbal who was waiting outside of course felt impatient because his mother continued to terrorize him by continuing to call and send him messages.

As Iqbal was about to knock on the door, he suddenly fell silent with unblinking eyes.

"I'm sorry, wait a long time" Sesal Sarah, but Iqbal instead remained silent not responding to Sarah's words

"Bang ! Hello.... !" the girl exclaimed as she moved her hand in front of Iqbal's face

"Euh,..iya why ?" Iqbal gasped

"don't you even talk ?" Sarah was confused

"Well, don't be bengong "kilah Iqbal a little nervous

"i, yeah. Yuk ! " The Iqbal reflex opens the front door for Sarah. Things Iqbal never did. Sarah would open her own door.

"Thank you "Sarah answered only with a smile

Throughout the journey they did not talk at all. Both are in the mind of each.

"Why should I dance like this ? Just change clothes, neat hair as well as his enough, hopefully bang Iqbal do not think that is not - not deh "Sarah Batun

"Why did I realize that Sarah was so beautiful, even though her natural makeup "Iqbal murmurs, even so she can still focus on the streets, so that the sound of the phone makes her have to pull over the car first

"Awhile, I picked up the phone first, from my mom "

"Yes "Sahut Sarah's voice is short

"Yes mah,iya.ini me again on the road, it's already a little while I arrive, if mama keeps calling when she gets there"

After that Iqbal went back to doing his car.

"Later if mom papa I ask you anything answer yes, don't be nervous" said Iqbal

"Yes how was the question first , later if the strange thing when I answered yes ?" Ask Sarah

"Yes, yes, too. But there's no way the brand asked strangely" Iqbal tried to deny every possibility later

Sarah just grimaced with a smile

A few moments later the car stopped in front of a large white-painted house. The house that Sarah stayed in when she was helped by Iqbal.

Not yet Iqbal and Sarah got out of the car, a middle-aged mother came out and stood in the doorway.

"Prepare to have a show, act like a worthy lover ok" said Iqbal slowly

Sarah nodded." Yes "his word

Both got out of the car. Iqbal walked quickly to Sarah's side and grabbed the girl's hand and clasped her. Sarah who was surprised could only be silent with the gaze she turned on her hand held Iqbal.

"His palms are cold "Inner Iqbal

"Let's Sarah, act normal, this is just pretending" Sarah's inner self

With a sigh a few times finally the nervous feeling was gradually calmed down.

"Assalamualaikum, mahah" Iqbal said, yelling at his mother's hand

"Vaalaikumsalam. This is your girlfriend ?" Ask her mother to eat Sarah with an indecipherable look

"Yes mah, know her name Sarah "Sahut Iqbal, Sarah immediately crucified her mother Iqbal

"Hi, Auntie greetings know "Sarah said a little nervously

"Yes, salam knows too. Yes yuk yuk yuu yuu enter "Say her mother Iqbal invite them in

"Your hands are so cold, are you nervous ?" Iqbal asked whispered

"Yes, I'm afraid of acting I got caught "His lying

"You take it easy, everything will be fine " whispered Iqbal again

Seeing the daughter and the girl who thought her child's lover was whispering to each other made the middle-aged mother shake her head.

"You eat first yes, I love aunt has cooked a lot, it's a shame that no one ate "Say mother Iqbal took them to the dining table

"Well, not Sarah ?" Sapa bi Heni (helper)

"Hai bi Heni, how are you?"Greeting Sarah

"Alhamdulillah, good non. Non Sarah never come again, not Sarah healthy right?" Ask Mrs Heni

"Alhamdulillah I am also good bi "Answer Sarah

"So you come here often?" Ask Iqbal's mother

"Hm, not so much "Answer Sarah confused what to say

"Sometimes?" Ask Iqbal's mother again

"Yes, sometimes "Sarah's Law

"Well, how come it doesn't look?" Ask Iqbal

"Maybe still in room , soon to be here" Iqbal's mother helped bi Heni prepare the food

"Let me help Auntie" said Sarah

"No, you just sit there"

"So you've been dating for a long time?"ask Iqbal's mother while arranging the food

Sarah glanced at Iqbal asking the man to answer.

"Two years" answered Iqbal, Sarah widened her eyes

"Two years, which is true "Sarah's mind is astonished

"Then don't postpone it again quickly married, don't be too long dating, not good "

Seriate....