I'm Not the First

Chapters. 5

They hugged each other and expressed sadness because they were going to separate the next day. Asti will also follow in the footsteps of his older cousin to work in the big Capital of Jakarta.

"Grandmother is hard to let go of my granddaughter, but for your good and your future! Grandma sincerely to release you to Jakarta, Grandma prayed that with your departure you could meet with your parents," her inner Bu Hilda who quietly wiped her tears that represented her sad feelings.

Bu Hilda tried to smile even though it was difficult, "No need you worry about it all, go God willing Grandma will be fine," said her Grandmother who persuaded her grandson, then wiped away the tears Asti had already flooded her face.

Azizah and Asmirah who saw this also drifted and were moved by the hug event for their separation.

"God willing... Grandma with your sister Asmirandah will always be fine, you must take good care of yourself in the house of the Nak people, Grandma loves you very much even if you are just my grandchild," her grandmother Bu Hilda wiped her tears.

"Whatever happens to Grandma's services I will never forget, even though grandma is not my biological grandmother but, uh, I have always loved Grandma from the first until the next this heart will always be the same taste I feel for Grandma," added Asti who still hugs with her grandmother.

"You are my granddaughter who is most dear to my grandmother, grandma just ask you to work hard and diligently so that you can quickly continue your college later, she said, Grandma please if you have free time look for your parents son!" Pintanya Bu Hilda who really hopes Asti can fulfill his wish.

Sunday was the day of their departure, but Mbak Azizah got the information from her co-workers in Jakarta, she had to go home soon today. Their departure was accelerated from the original schedule.

"Asti, are you ready, son?" Shouted Mbak Azizah from in front of his house which happened to not be covered by the fence.

Grandma Hilda immediately walked towards the front of her door after hearing the screams from her granddaughter. Bu Hilda looked at her niece's granddaughter with great annoyance and arrogance.

"You haven't changed your habits the same as before, if you enter the house, you must say hello first before shouting, you are like Tarzan only," said Grandma Hilda's circus.

Hilda's grandmother shook her head looking at the attitude of her niece who was still at home with her widow's life. Azizah was a young widow who had no children. She married her husband three years ago, but only three months of her marriage survived because of her selfishness.

Bu Hilda who happened to hear Azizah's cry and always irritated him but, quite entertained by Azizah's behavior as it was.

Asti who was folding clothes and put them in her backpack that she often wears to her school. He got up immediately from his seat and rushed towards the front door and laughed when he saw his cousin's brother being ripped in his ear by his Grandmother.

"Although Hilda's good-natured grandmother, my ears hurt, did Grandma want to see her beautiful granddaughter's deformed grandmother who no longer has earlobes?" Gurau Azizah's.

Azizah immediately ran towards the mirror to check the condition of her ears that were clearly reddened even though the power and ability of Bu Hilda was only slow. Azizah immediately checked the condition of her ears which she said had been flushed.

Bu Hilda stared at Azizah, "When you enter the house, remember always to say hello first" circus Grandma Hilda.

"It's old but, the power is still strong, Grandma eat what the hell?" His great-grandson Azizah but still able to be heard by Asmirah, Asti and Bu Hilda concerned.

"Grandmother is already angry with her pity with Auntie Loh, her beauty is gone and not beautiful shaky bland anymore," joked Asti who held back her laughter seeing what they did. Azizah was sitting on a wooden chair.

This very simple house has been a silent witness over the past few years. Asti who was raised with a lot of affection must be left for a while to complain about the fate of the capital Jakarta. Although Asti is only a son continued from his father but, the affection he got was great and sincere from all members of his family.

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