It's not Cinderella

Chapter 6 Family Meeting

A month passed the clothes that were ordered had been taken by Silma ma'am, clothes belonging to Yayan and Ditha had been sent through the driver of Mr. Salman. Not to forget that Silma's mother reminded Ditha of the family meeting held on Sunday, deliberately choosing a day off so that Yayan could come because Yayan must be off work.

Because of Yayan's dedication to the village office he was promoted to staff there, because he was also good at operating computers, a common thing for office staff in his village.

Yayan is no longer a handler and cleaning service. After work on Friday he was confused how to explain to Fitri that his mother forbade him to take his wife to a meeting later.

While sitting quietly on the porch of the house he was pensive to think about how. Yes thanks to his achievements, Yayan got help with a house not far from the village office, a very simple house, good for his small family.

Fitri has not planned her pregnancy, she deliberately postponed because she wanted to organize her household first, preparing everything so that she could focus on her pregnancy later.

Fitri was behind the house, picked up a dry clothesline, then entered the house, because inside the house he did not see Yayan then he opened the front door to find where Yayan was. It turned out that Yayan was sitting on the terrace pensively unaware that Fitri was in front of him.

"Yan, daydreaming?"

"Well!! What's?"

"I was in front of you earlier, didn't you see? your eyes are pointing at my feet ."

"Yes salaaaam, Astagfirullaaaah" Yayan said, rubbing his face.

"Fit, sit down, I'll talk."

"What does it look like to be so serious?"

"About Salman's family meeting."

"Oh that, I understand, it's okay I won't come, besides the show along with the holiday event with Kindergarten children, it's impossible for me to leave the children, no way, because this is their last holiday in Kindergarten as well as a farewell event." replied Fitri as if she understood what her husband was talking about.

"Oh yeah, that's it."

"Do you want to have coffee or tea ?"

"Coffee plus milk, I have overtime to make a monthly report" Yayan said, winking one eye, signifying a code that Fitri should help him.

"Hhhmmmm, muu.laaa.ii.." said Fitri while entering the house.

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Sunday mornings where everyone lounges, relaxes, relaxes at home or walks with family, instead Yayan and Fitri are busy preparing themselves, Fitri prepares Yayan needs first, after it was finished, he prepared himself to go on vacation with his foster children in Kindergarten.

Yayan leaves for grandma's house because she will go with Ditha.

Ditha was ready with clothes that were sewed by Laila's uniform with her sister.

Soon the car picks up Yayan and Ditha. After saying goodbye to his grandmother, the two brothers entered the car and drove to the luxury villa owned by Mr. Salman.

Deliberately the event was held in the villa as usual tradition of showing off the treasure is always in the big family, Mr. Salman.

During this time Mr. Salman almost rarely participated in family meetings because previously Mr. Salma was among the children who were not successful so he was eliminated.

Breaking up his old relationship with his family, after many new years this year he took part, after thinking that his wife now had children. He used to be unwilling to join because there were no children, and could not bring Yayan and Ditha because there was a bad story in his past.

Over time due to the insistence of his family he was forced to participate in the event and expressed his willingness to become the organizer of the event, as well as being a place to show off the treasures he had.

After all the families gathered in the villa they also introduced each other to their family members who may have a new family join the event.

Yayan and Ditha sat down with Silma and Salman at a round table, enjoying the entertainment on stage.

Before long the MC also called Mr. Salman as the organizer of the event to take the stage.

Take Salman on stage.

"Assalamu allaikum."

"Wa alaikum salam." replied all who were present in unison.

"Thank you for your presence today, on this occasion I would like to introduce our wife and children, at that front desk my wife Silmayanti, our first child Yayan Budiman, said, and our second child Praditha Putri, the children are not my real children, they are the children of my late best friend, he said, and I've known them since childhood so I consider them my own children, so to them I'll bequeath my property."

There were whispers of some people present.

While Yayan just smirked cynically.

'Considering child? where have you been all this time?' bathin Yayan's.

Ditja just looked down, imagined in his head the cold attitude of his mother's husband was the first time every meet.

While Miss Silma just swallowed her saliva, back and forth she drank mineral water to eliminate the uncomfortable feelings between her husband and children and the response of her husband's extended family.

On the other table was a couple whispering and coding Salman while nodding.

Seeing that, Mr. Salman also nodded back, while looking at another table again, Mr. Salman got the same code, while smiling proudly, Mr. Salman continued his speech.

"Yes my family introduction, both please enjoy this event and be encouraged if anyone wants to know your wife and children more closely you can directly talk.

The event continues with a pause at the time of prayer only. Around 20:00 the brother of Mr. Salman approached the table where Yayan and Ditha were sitting.

"Yeah, Yayan.... Ditha...introduce me brother of Salman, earlier Salman forgot to mention your age, if you may know how old you are?" ask Sabri, brother of Salman.

"I'm 23 om, Ditha's 19, a few days I'm 24 and Ditha's 20, we were born in the same month.

"Hhmm, you're all grown up" said Mr. Sabri with a beard and then he stood up leaving the table Yayan and Ditha.

While approaching his other cousin's desk he gave the cousin a thumb code.

What the hell is going on??

His cousin Rinto and his wife, Resti.

Mr. Sabri also pulled his wife's hand, they walked up to Mr. Salman who was talking with their parents.

Then Mr. Salman took them to another room to leave the venue.

Bu Silma was not seen because since before the magrib he paid to rest in the room in the villa.

In another room, Mr. Salman sat with his brother on a sofa that formed a circle.

"Where's your wife Salman?"

"He rests in the room, let us not talk, the decision remains in my hands, brother." said Mr. Salman while giving orders to his assistant to provide drinks.

"You're still drinking that devil's drink Salman?"

"Ah not much just to warm the stomach only To."

"Ah, you deserve not to invite your wife to this conversation, you want to have a drink, hahaha.." mocked Mr. Rinto in a giggle with his brother's wives.

Mr. Salman just smiled smirkingly while enjoying his drink.

"Hhmmm I'm a match for Yayan Man" said Mr. Sabri.

"Yes I also fit Ditha" said Mr. Rinto in a nod to the heads of their wives.

"Hhhmm so Yayan with Asti, Ditha with Lando? okay deal, remember the deal!!"

"Ah quiet ituu, do you think we're breaking promises??"

"Hahahaha, who knows with me brother and sister with your business friend!!"

"Hahaha, yeah, man, you're my brother."

"Hhmm... sluuurp." while drinking sir Salman thought. How are Yayan and Fitri related ?

'Ah men can be married again, let alone there is a reason to help parents, glue the relationship of parents and siblings, what will be said later' bathin sir Salman.

"Yes Man, we're back at the show, don't drink Man much!!" mr. Sabri reminded.

"So calm down, come back to the show, I'll be right up, take Silma along."

"OK" said Mr. Rinto.

The show continues until 10 p.m. Yayan and Ditha looked restless, already not at home in the event, seeing that Silma's mom approached them.

"What's up ? You guys don't enjoy this show?"

"Mom knows, why do you still ask ?" yayan replied annoyed.

"Sorry ma'am, we better go home, it's late at night, kasian grandma and sister Fitri." said Ditha as well.

"All right, mom told your dad."

Salman is approaching soon.

"What's wrong?"

"They want to go home, it's late at night."

"Yes, tell Karim to drive them home" said Mr. Salman was less happy, but he forced him to be kind enough for his goal to be achieved.

Yayan and Ditha were finally delivered by Mang Karim.

Nb

please chrysanthemum yaaa...

Remain in the footsteps of his thumb.so that mak ndut spirit.triiiims.