I'm Not the First

Chapters. 6

Azizah walked inward and then he landed his butt on the teak chair whose paint color had faded, which was originally dark brown.

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

"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.

"Not that his guests are treated to drinks what cake, coffee tea water can also be the same cake this mah can be hurt," he said Azizah.

"If you want to eat, drink sono enter the kitchen for yourself instead of saying that is not clear," circus Bu Hilda.

Such is the habit of the two of them if they are meeting there is always a small debate that they both create. They often miss each other.

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.

"Grandmother, when did you come home from the next village? I'm going to leave but Grandpa hasn't come back yet, I'm going to say goodbye to Nek" he said with a clear look on his face.

"Your grandfather wants you to go to Jakarta, only grandfather tells you that you work diligently and take care of yourself is all your grandfather's hopes and requests," he said Bu Hilda.

"God willing, I will fulfill Grandma's mandate with Grandpa, may Asti not be blinded by the beautiful sheen of Jakarta" Asti added.

Although Asti is only a child continued from his first son Bu Hilda and Mr. Jamal but, the affection he got was great and sincere from all members of his family.

Asti's belongings have all been picked up by his cousin Asmirandah's sister. Rental cars that will take them to the city are parked on the side of the highway in front of their homes patiently waiting for their departure.

"God willing, this is the path I choose best and take, I do not have to be burdened with other problems I have to focus on working while raising money for college and if there is time I will look for the existence of mama, "Inward Asti.

Asti immediately embraced the old body, the services of Hilda's grandmother are very large and without the love of the Neneknyalah maybe Asty will not exist until now. Asty hugged her Grandma's body very tightly.

"My grandson, look for your mother, remember the address of her house is in the little book that my grandmother gave you yesterday son, remember well the message of grandmother," said Bu Hilda.

The tears of both of them equally soaked his cheeks his body moved violently in his arms. While Grandma Hiksay with all her strength to withstand her sadness he did so that, Asti could leave quietly without the burden of thoughts that hampered so that the journey of her grandson and nephew went smoothly.

"Grandmother only wishes you son, don't forget about grandma no matter what happens, if you have free time, don't forget to tell grandma" she asked Bu Hilda in front of her grandmother.

"I'm sorry, Grandma, all this time it's been troublesome, sometimes I also don't hear words from Grandma, but I am very happy and grateful because thanks to the kindness and sincerity of Grandma I can live like now," Asti said increasingly close his arms as if he did not want to part with his Grandmother, her tears were dripping down her cheeks.

The horn of the car sounded by the driver made Alisha forced to take off her embrace.

"Azizah take good care of Grandma well, if you want to talk to your sister you come to her house Mbak Azizah to ask anyone who can contact me to call Brother," pinta Asti hugged her sister's body.

"So don't forget Asmirandah well, if you arrive in the City to always call me well, if you have free time!" asmirah's door was getting louder and her crying and hugging her sister's waist.

Azizah's mother was also sad, because Asti's lifetime for the first time he left his Grandmother. Even if Asti never left Grandma as well as his Grandmother if traveling to other areas would bring her and her grandchildren.

"Look Asti, so we can get to Kota not too late at night," Ma'am Azizah persuaded wiping her tears and then pulled the hand of her cousin's sister.

"Yes Allah…. You are very loving You are great.You are loving to take care and protect my grandchildren wherever they are," Ms. Hilda said.

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