I Find Himself Within You

Son's Weirdness

"Mas, that was Papa's driver instead of Mr Putra?"

After reaching the room and the two sat down on the sofa, Jasmin asked the lover.

Bobby raised his eyebrows in confusion with Jasmin's question.

"Where is my son, dear?"

"That's loh Mas, who happened in the park the other day."

Bobby still doesn't understand.

"Ihh, whose son calls me Mama..!"

Jasmin replied a little upset and put his lips forward because the lover did not understand.

"Oh, that. That's right what you said, honey.

But I just found out that Mr. Son is the driver Om Darwin.

By the way, you know, honey, I always carry my own car everywhere. So I don't know about the company driver".

Obviously Bobby's sniffing his shoulder.

Jasmin just nodded and ber oh-oh ria.

"Darling, the day after the weekend, what if we find a ring and a dress for our engagement?

I happen to have a schedule that is free too".

"Boleh Mas. Where are we going to buy?

At your mom's place or somewhere else?"

Jasmin asked while playing a flat object in her hand.

"We bought it somewhere else, honey.

I happen to have a recommendation that provides rings, accessories and dresses.

It's our special day, so I want to use it from my work money. Later if we go to the boutique Aunty Issa, can-can be told to bring home everything dear and do not want to be paid. I don't want to be like that."

"It's not pa-pa Mas, itung-itung irit, make the wedding preparation later".

Jasmin.

"Can't darling, I don't want to be stamped as a matre guy. You know how I used to be. I'll work harder for our wedding preparations. Don't worry, okay...?"

"Uhh, co tweet...!"

Reveal Jasmin while both hands hold Bobby's cheeks.

The two then chuckled together and talked until they both forgot the time.

It's almost maghrib, Bobby came to say goodbye to the lover.

"Honey, it's maghrib, I go home first huh. Take a shower and rest."

"Aren't you here?" Ask Jasmin.

"No, it's not good for your employees. We are not halal either."

Whisper Bobby while rolling his eyes teasing Jasmin.

Jasmin who was seduced was embarrassed, his cheeks were blushing and his ears were hot.

Not wanting to continue to be teased by the lover, Jasmin then encouraged Bobby to go home immediately.

"Yes, I'm back there".

Bobby chuckled, realizing that the lover's face was like a boiled crab, ended his teasing and immediately went home.

"I'm going home, baby".

Bobby nodded with Jasmin's forehead.

Jasmin nodded and let Bobby out of the room.

After waving his hand towards Bobby through the glass window and being countered by him, Jasmin rushed towards the top floor and prepared to clean up then rest.

Meanwhile, at the same time...

After driving the Great Lord back home and making sure his Master got into the house, Putra immediately drove his car back to the company.

He remembered the message from the Great Lord, to go straight home, because today he had no more events.

Arriving at the company, Putra then parked his car and headed to the locker where the bag storage and immediately took it and quickly went home.

"Bro, I'm home first. The Great Lord no more shows." The Son cried to his friends.

"Okeh Bro, be careful".

Replied by the thumbs up by the Son.

The son went straight to his motorbike parking lot, pulled out of it and started his motorbike to drive to his residence.

"Assalamu'analykum..." The son cried lazily after reaching home.

Miss Rossa was confused by the behavior of the Son, not as usual.

He shook his head, perhaps his daughter-in-law was tired.

When going to clean the lunch box brought by the Son, Miss Rossa again made distrust because the food brought was still intact, half of it was not used up.

"What's wrong with the kid. Not like the usual days. Usually always exhausted and greedy. This half is not finished. Is my cooking not good today? Not exactly , but it's still the same as usual".

Mumbled Miss Rossa who found her daughter-in-law acting strange.

The clock shows at 19:00.

Dinner time for the Son's family.

Dinner is used at that hour because it is kasian with Fadhil later if it is too late.

"Where's Grandma?"

Ask Fadhil when he went to the dining room only found the Grandma.

"Your father from after work has not left the room. Try to call you."

"Yes Nek".

Fadhil ran straight to his father's room.

Slowly the door to the room.

Tok..

"Dad, wakeup. It's dinner time."

Shouted Fadhil from outside.

One second, two seconds, three seconds.

"Well, get up, Fadhil has laper...!"

Fadhil raised his voice a little, hoping that his father would wake up soon.

There was a murmur from the direction in the Son's room.

"Yes, just a little boy.."

Fadhil decided to wait at the dinner table with his grandmother.

A few minutes later, the sound of a door opening.

Chequek.

The son walked towards the dining table.

His face looks tangled, his hair is disheveled and do not forget the messy shirt.

Miss Rossa and Fadhil who saw him look at each other and hold back his laughter.

"You better wash your face, son. Look at your face". Miss Rossa reprimanded.

Without answering Miss Rossa, the Son stepped into the bathroom.

Miss Rossa could only shake her head.

While Fadhil has giggled amusedly.

The three of them ate voraciously without anyone making a sound.

Just sounding the clang of a spoon on a plate.

After everything is done, Miss Rossa immediately cleans the leftovers on the table.

While Fadhil to his room to study, and Putra to the living room to watch tivi.

Seeing the daughter-in-law still in the living room, Miss Rossa took the initiative to ask the situation of the son-in-law, why today feels so strange.

"May you sit down?"

Ask Bu Rossa to the Son who was influenced by the Son.

Miss Rossa sat in the chair opposite the Son.

"What really happened today, son?. I see you're not as usual. Is there a problem?If you don't mind, you can tell mom. You are also your mother."

Miss Rossa started the conversation.

The son sounded a heavy sigh.

Then look towards her mother-in-law.

And start asking.

"Mom, does the late Melati have a twin?"

Deg.