I'm Not the Dream Son-in-law

The Part 37

"Mr, Anter Riri Kesawah yuk," Rifa tugged at her mother's hand.

"Grandma's granddaughter what's going on downstairs? It's hot!" Answer mother.

Cute but mischievous little girl will have to obey her spoiled mother and father, Rifa knows which ones love sincerely and which do not.

"You want a baby, Grandma? Later in the afternoon Riri wants to be made into eggplok for dinner." With a sweet smile.

"Honey, at this hour duck time to rest, so does Rifa, mom want to cook Emm Rifa want mom masakin what." I asked to make sure that Rifa did not force her to drive her to the rice field.

"You want the cow's eye!" Chirped with a cry.

"If the ox's eye is fried, the eye is one, the kasian he is!" Timpal mas Farhan.

Rifa looked manyun.

"Not Dad. It means duck eggs in the fry like cow's eyes." Because Farhan likes to ledekin his own son.

We all laughed when we heard father and son fighting.

"Assalamualaikum," someone said a greeting like he was not the father of his voice.

"Waalaikumsalaaam," we answered in unison.

I walked and opened the door.

"Eh, when was Rina here?" Wa Jujun asked who stretched out his hand and I kissed the back of his hand.

"Busan Wa." My reply.

"Who's Rin?" My mother's chimpanzee is behind me.

"Wa Jujun,"

"Come in," mother told Wa Jujun to come in.

After Wa Jujun sat down and asked each other the news we were sitting in a circle, his son Rifa quickly familiar new to meet Wa Jujun had played a block, fortunately he did not spoil with a small child.

"This is the child who is, really, really, really," said Wa Jujun with a stamped Rifa's nose.

"Sick cake," replied Rifa by taking off her hand.

"Aya naon kang, don't usually come here?" Ask mom with a smile.

"Come here to give this," wa Jujun gave mom a brown envelope.

"This what?" I asked while looking at the brown envelope.

"It's open." The Titah wa Jujun.

Mom picked it up and opened the envelope and she was surprised that her hands were shaking, which is why she was shaking.

"Kang, is this really, Siti not nervous?" Say mother by holding her chest.

"Because, that's your right, I've sold the land in Bogor to rata."

Mother nodded to my surprise and Mas Farhan looked at each other not understanding the direction of the conversation but wait a minute just now I heard wa Jujun had sold the inheritance land, about how many million.

"What do you want to do" asked wa jujun.

Mom just shook her head, maybe confused to be flanked it's a wad of money.

Wa Jujun looked at me with a smile.

"According to you who fit in this village what business Rin," wa Jujun even nanya me, I don't know?

"What if you make a salty egg business" proposed Farhan.

Wow, Farhan's idea was brilliant, why not think there.

"Yes, cook on the day of old mom same dad want to be a junkyard aja. With this money mom will open a salty telor business, about here anyone wants to cooperate mom yes." Mother seemed to think about who would be her employees to deliver the eggs to the stalls.

"Mom, discuss with father, how should you know? About who will deliver the eggs later Rina Carikan his person. Who knows if wa Shariah's son wants to, rather than Anton nggggur mending help mother."

"Yes, ti, you can invite Anton to work together right, the saltwater business is promising." Wa Jujun encouraged her to get mom excited.

"Assalamualaikum," said the father in a sweat-soaked shirt, the new father came home apparently.

"Waalaikumsalaaam" answered us all.

"Grandfather, tired yes, Riri get a drink yes cake," with the spirit of Rifa ran towards the kitchen.

Shortly afterwards Rifa came with a glass of water and he offered it to his grandfather.

He grabbed it and drank the water until the toilet was not left.

"Grandfather thirsty, Riri get it again huh?"

"Don't do it, Grandpa's gonna take a shower first."

"Sir, there's still a lot of sweat don't take a bath is not good" I said.

I don't want to happen to wa Jujun's wife he died when he came home from the rice fields, yes like gini father's body is still wet with sweat and even shower, finally wa pasih died.

You recite my words, before taking a shower you play with Rifa.

Fifteen minutes later the father had joined us and discussed the mother's desire for saltwater, the father agreed because it was the money owned by the mother.

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Five right Rifa is awake and asked to be escorted to the duck cage.

"Grandma, let's say she's going to get the egg" Rifa pulled the mother's hand.

"Yes, Grandma's gonna turn off the stove first." Rifa obediently waited for mother to turn off the stove.

There was the sound of his screams feeling good to see so many duck eggs strewn everywhere.

Father duck many about two hundred tail, duck lakinya there are four so his laying duck about 164 tail.

Starting today, this morning, the daily routine will be started to the four neighbors mother came to start sorting eggs to be used as quality material.

Father and mas Farhan was busy preparing rub ash to wrap duck eggs today we work together, after duck eggs in sandpaper and in rubbing ash that has been mixed with salt. Almost half a day of work that I thought was light turned out to be heavy as well. Already done.

Now I can relax in the TV room you are engrossed playing Lego with Rifa occasionally cheek father in the smear of powder by rifa is a punishment for the losers.

"Ikutan play yuk," asked Farhan mas to me ah, like a leak.

"Gak ah, I want to watch the latest news, mas aja playing with father and Rifa."

"Where's mom? do not join," Mas Farhan dizzy looking for mother, soon mother came with a tray filled with warm tea and boiled cassava sprinkled with grated coconut, wah delicious, pah, the food I missed. In Bandung a bit difficult to find it if here a lot, especially the father planted his own.

"That's what Nek," Rifa pointed at the boiled cassava on the plate.

"Congs." answered the mother.

"What's delicious Nek," he asked me understand Rifa has not eaten the name cassava.

"Don't kid!" Mother took it and fed Rifa's mouth, a second later she appeared to be silent with her mouth chewing feeling how it felt.

"Enak, want more, bribe again Nek," she asked spoiled mother smiling and then nodding.

because busy eating cassava father cheered happily because he won playing Lego.

Looks like the father of revenge same Rifa face Rifa in powder clothes until white looks like a ghost only.

Rifa laughed freely while smiling happily.