It's Not Wrong Mother Contains

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I who have entered, the gate of the house of Ratih ma'am immediately saluted,

Assalamualaikum,,

Salam wa'alaikum.

Eeeh, mari del, Mrs Ratih told me to come in,,

Gimna Del,, is that Arisan??

I'm sorry ma'am, I'm glad I'm coming, man,,

I saw on Ratih's face a little disappointed..

Yes, if you can't, then,,

yes, mom, I said yes,

in the afternoon I saw the mother complex on gathering, I don't know what they were talking about, because I only looked from afar, but it doesn't matter either, 'toh mommy's here, too, it is common like that, if you have sat gathering, surely the gibah became their chatter material, who they gibahin..

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Now arrogant, mentang mentang her husband has worked and there is money, already do not want to join the mother"the others.

Hu'uum, man,

that's the new rich guy, though,

I feel, made into the material of babble only beristighfar, in the heart, in the heart,

Other mothers also chimed in, too,

it looks like the nuts forgot the skin,, senile khaaan, it's,

*Gemessshh very well mother's mouth putty,,

I saw Ratih's mother was there, then I answered, with feelings, which I had controlled first, so that it looked classy, classy,

Mom, don't get bored huh, nge gibahin I keep, fortunately what mom, nge gibah mulu??? Fortunately kaga, loss yes, plus can sin as well.Mother wise mother there, and the honorable, immeasurably yes, has added to the reward, for me, I said as it passed...

They were silent no flinching.either feeling slapped with my words, or what I did not care, which is important to me, I never, ever, reply to their babble..

As a whole, made into material gossiping mulu, but yes want how else, forced to accept their babble with a roomy chest, at least made a lesson, which is valuable to be more careful friends,,

"Today is Sunday.

dear yuk road, dear,

Whereabouts??

Who is near here ajalah, let me not be too tired the road, kasian sachio in the house of mulu, once walk him..

That can be, sachio said..

We're getting ready"The sun's like a ball is too hot.

finally nyampe also, I see my son with pleasure, playing sand and waves because only this time can invite him to walk the road. Yeah" because there's no vehicle either..

how happy my little family is, if nothing bothers me. We never hurt their feelings but they always look for my mischief, and my husband is not my aunt and now my neighbor..

Huo,

tired of also facing them. fortunately this heart made by God, try not, must have been broken to pieces..

Seen the sun, already radiating reddish rays omens of the goddess of the night, will soon arrive. I invite my husband and son to come home, all the way home I see, my son is so happy, my son is so happy, I, I don't know what he's going to tell you, in his friends, about today.

Without feeling, we also arrived home, Sachio went straight to the bathroom because as soon as possible, he had to go to teach, my son, was a child who had been trained for time, he said, jdi didn't wait long he would prepare himself.

Assalamualaikum.

My father and I answered only the greeting wa'alaikum.

Then we started to run ,sholat maghrib each, after finishing cleaning..

time passed, now my son is back from his studies. And dinner has passed.

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what did Ratih say?? My husband opened the conversation that morning,

**you know that my mother rumpong even gossiped,,*

Aaah puyeng,,, the, the,,,,

Richness Ratih does not like,

What is it" khan human rights,,

I don't know, I don't understand, either, the gimna wants it,

Terussss, on your negosipin?? Ask my husband who already knows the behavior of the mother"complex..

Yeah, that's it.

Haaam,,, uh,,,

it's ingrained, until bone sum sum, mother mother here. Definitely....

Well, me and Sachio left, yeah, afraid he was late.then I kissed the back of my husband's hand..

Now I am alone at home. Looks like I walked, in front of my house with Ratih's mom, I went to their destination, I saw her and pretended to enter without looking back...