Husband Setting

Keep trying

If Dinka was painstakingly calculating, he might have come to this house thousands of times already. Enterprising effort, the mode is the same, the result ...same too, that is, it fails and there is no point of clarity. The problem is high prestige and ego.

Secretly, Dinka came in the afternoon when her sister-in-law was lying in the room while listening to her son classical music. Pacing back and forth in the kitchen, with both hands engrossed in each other in the anxiety of waiting. The arrival of Mbak Ranti is very much he expects his presence, because through Mbak Ranti, Dinka knows what his brother-in-law wants.

"Where, Mba? Brother Jen wants what?" As soon as Ranti appeared, Dinka immediately sat up straight. Can't wait for Ranti to give an answer.

"Ngga wants nothing, Mba Din .. only drowsiness again, he said. But I forbid, said the pamali sleep ahead of magrib, Mba. Can't." Ranti sat in front of Dinka who immediately limped.

"Yes ... free dong rush here." Dinka whimpering. His mind turned around again, looking for ideas that were reasonable and not too obvious.

"Mba Dinka this is actually the same problem as Miss Jen? Seriously, getting here just for the cravings of Miss Jen?" Ranti takes the onion and peels it, while the onion is cheap, Ranti intends to make fried onions. All this time, Dinka has never been honest with the reason why she comes here so often and acts strange. Hiding and aren't they brothers-in-law? Why not ask her what her sister wants?

"Mbak Ranti will not understand ...." Dinka threw out her breath hard. Head throbbing. He was tired this way, but he couldn't do much either. Today, it is said to be lucky because Darren is not home, if there is his brother, Dinka has been expelled without babibu. Shitty indeed.

"Makanya tell dong, Mba .. only time I can help."

"Long and complicated, Mba ... Mba Ranti will not understand." Dinka stood up and held her bag on her back. "I'm back, Mba .. want to take a shower and sleep. Here for a long time make boils ass."

Ranti chuckled, "be careful on the road, greetings to Miss Desy and Mr. Rendi."

Dinka nodded, then took her way through the back door.

"Mbak .. kadein rujak dong." Jen's voice rang out from the middle room, and made Ranti rush up. Dinka who was already floating at the door immediately turned around, her heart was glad not to be a bitch. He runs and throws his bag haphazardly to steal Jen and Ranti's chat.

"... the one who was shaved it, you know, Ma'am. Fruits are still, right?" Jen sat on the sofa in the middle room while supporting her sharp stomach. "I'll help you peel the fruit, Ma'am, bring it here."

"Eh, let me do everything, ma'am ...." Ranti confirmed the position of Jen who had difficulty pulling a sofa pillow that disturbed her sitting.

"I want to ask a little, Ma'am ..," said Jen full of pinta.

"Don't, Mom .. I'm afraid Mom scolded you. It's best to recite what you said, it's for Mom's good, too." Ranti's advice was slow so Jen wouldn't be offended.

"Yes, yes .. yes!" Jen sighed, "let me watch some live. Tell the same boss Mba Ranti, I really massage and not macem-macem," he added annoyed. He immediately turned on television and watched an afternoon gossip show.

"Artist and model Diego Alvares, the suspect in the attempted kidnapping of one of the young businessmen and spreading false information, is today undergoing a verdict hearing."

"Diego who from the beginning did not want to be accompanied by a lawyer looks relaxed, without burden when entering the courtroom. The one-hour trial finally sentenced him to prison ...."

"Mom, the mango is gone!" Jen is flabbergasted when Ranti whispers low beside her. "Let me buy it first, I'll hold it for a second, yeah,"

"Yes, Mba .. I will hold it for a while, if it's a long time yes, the hunt does not want the baby," joked Jen who usually makes Ranti stroke the chest and beristighfar a lot.

"Special lightning, Mom ... just calm down, Mom!" Ranti darted without waiting for a response from Jen. Then he called Dinka who was ready to dart buy mangoes.

" ... previously, TN has been sentenced to a layered sentence for his crimes that are quite attention to the public. However, due to the less stable psychiatric condition of TN and the drug cases that ensnare it, for a while, TN is still being treated at RSKO for rehabilitation with strict care. We preachers aren't even allowed to see it."

Jen took a deep breath. Maybe this is the effect of the baby's presence in his stomach that makes him a little touched. Jen thinks that if what Tanna did to her, it's not worth what she did to Nella and her family. Jen feels the incident has led her to the point where she sees the truth and the good. Makes him patient and strong in life. There are many things taken from the incident, and not all bad, even the taste is sweet. Jen called the incident not a trial, but a test to mature it.

"May you be better after this, Tan ..." Jen hoped.

Meanwhile, Dinka who bought mangoes kual for a meal has landed back in the kitchen with irregular breaths because she just kept running so Jen did not lose interest in the shaved ramjak.

"Well, thank you, yes, Mrs Din .. This season is ready, just peel the mango and mengawut, just mixed." Ranti showed a bowl of shaved fruits that had been mixed with herbs.

"Well, don't know what the flavor is, dong?" Dinka wiped her chin. "Later if I'm pregnant and crave rujak 'will not need to call Mbak Ranti."

"Duh, Sister Dinka this yes, talk strangely, be guaranteed the same nature, Ma'am. Marriage first, do not crave first, let the order in the world remain upright, not back and forth." They both laughed.

"It could be, Ranti's mother. Pray that I stay straight and be able to distinguish which harms bring benefits."

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