JIWO PROMISE
Exams
As originally planned, after breakfast Witri and Hari say goodbye to mamak to Hari's house.
In addition to saying goodbye because later in the afternoon they both have to leave the house, Hari will also take some files that are still left at home.
"Later do not enter the heart of any unpleasant sounds from Mother. That is how he is carrying it. I have a baby gawan (baby)." said Hari momentarily they on the way to the house of Mr. Dukuh.
"Yes" said Witri calmly.
"Dengerin what you said. Different father with Mother. Distant difference. We both from childhood prefer to talk to the father rather than the same mother" said Hari again. Witri nodded in understanding.
Hari recalled the times and Mbak Tati was more filled with scorn from his mother than praise or positive comments from the woman who gave birth to them.
Unlike his clever father, he showed what they had done wrong in a subtle and non-judgmental way. Then explain what they should have done to make it better.
Little Witri obviously already knows the nature of his in-laws from the left right gossip all this time.
Even in the past when the news that he was going to marry Hari was widely circulated, most of the sympathy of his neighbors was so that he would be patient with his in-laws.
Already famous for the insignia and behavior minus the mother of her husband.
Witri is not surprised anymore even though he does not like it.
He even pityed with Pak dukuh and Hari also mbak Tati. All this time how they felt to face directly with Bu Dukuh.
Entering the spacious yard shady because there are some mango trees and water guava is also talok, Witri increasingly deg-degan.
In front there the main door of the house of Pak dukuh has been opened as if deliberately to welcome his arrival.
Unknowingly Witri grabbed Hari's fingers and clasped her husband's pinky tightly.
An unexpected day with a grip on his pinky was made shocked by it even though he then smiled his smile.
Advances.
Hari gently summarized Witri's fingers and held them tightly.
"Not to be afraid. There's me. There's Tati's mother as well."whisper Hari while staring at Witri softly.
Witri smiled stiffly.
He knows Tati is on his side.
May Bu Dukuh go far.
Witri felt her chest pounding more and more timidly.
This was definitely not his first visit at Hari's house.
She has been at Hari's house several times to work with her friends.
But this was his first visit as the daughter-in-law of this family.
Witri stared at one bag of pretty large crackle that was in the tenteng Hari as a hand-drawn from mamak for his besi.
Hopefully, Bu Dukuh will not come to magic later.
Witri knows for sure the contents of the fruit of his mother's hand.
There are oranges, lempers, Mendut, a can of biscuits, a box of bakpia, seplastik geplak, also one whole chicken bacem complete with sambal and lalapan which are packed in one neat besek.
"The son of opo kuiiii? Bojone kon nggowo gawan koyo ngono, wake dewe lenggang kale! (what kind of behavior is ituuu, her husband was told to bring the kayak luggage, yourself take a leisurely walk!)" booming voice Bu Dukuh shouted from the side of the house welcoming the arrival of Witri and Hari who had not arrived at the door.
They just crossed half a page.
Witri was surprised, of course, not to play. Subconsciously his eyes stared at the calmness that Day had brought with her casually.
"Don't be provoked. Just shut up, honey." whispered Hari as she tightened her hand.
Honey.he called me baby...
"Yes cook me a dashing man gini ngebiarin women bring stuff like this anyway, Bu." replied Hari in a relaxed tone.
Witri lowered her gaze, busy staring at Hari's unwavering hand.
Don't-don't this could be a nagging material as well...
"Your wife's hands are taught to be independent, not just ask to be held in a hand." said Bu Dukuh while staring cynically at the hands of both.
Well kan...
"He was independent without being taught, Mom. And this is what holds me. It's not him who asks." said Hari with a smile at Witri who glanced a little at Hari.
"Kulonuwun, Ma'am." said Witri politely as he let go of Hari's hand and extended his hand to his father-in-law.
"Hmmm.." said Bu Dukuh while receiving Witri's hand.
"Weeeiihhh..manten new wis press kene. (weeeiihhh, newlyweds already here)." Mbak Tati's carefree voice sounded approaching from inside the house.
Day immediately extended her baggage to her only sibling.
"Thank you, Wit. A lot of this." said Mbak Tati cheerfully.
"Huh! Thank you so well kayak that." murmured Bu Dukuh while rushing in.
Witri bit her lips with all her might.
Oh, Mak, your good behavior is...
"I'm sorry mom, Wit. Don't take heart." said Mbak Tati with a face not pleasing.
Witri just smiled understandingly.
Day just held back in shame.
The first day Witri came as a son-in-law to get a reception as hard as this from his mother.
Oh my...
"Let's go in.." take Mbak Tati while grabbing Witri's arm who looks hesitant to step in.
"Mas, come on.." invite Witri because Hari is still glued to her place.
"Yes...Come.." sahut Hari hurriedly reached out her hand to greet Witri's helping hand.
"Duuuh the newlywed..by continuing to kayak the truck." continued Mbak Tati while chuckling.
"This is a romantic name." said Hari while laughing and staring at the tense face of Witri who walked behind Mbak Tati towards the living room.
"Sir.." said Hari when he saw his father was cool with his small phone.
"Eh, Ri...Wit..sini..sini.." greet Mr. Dukuh with a happy face.
Witri followed Hari and extended her hand to her father-in-law.
"So we leave later this afternoon?" ask Mr. Dukuh to the point on both of them.
"Yes, Pak.This is here his intention to say goodbye to Father and Mother. Please pray also hopefully in a new place remains smooth my duty" said Hari politely.
"Father always pray you are always healthy, safe, smooth in the task wherever it is. You are also Wit, who is patient, who is brave if your husband stays behind" said Mr. Dukuh while staring at Witri friendly.
"Enggih, Sir(.Yes, sir)." replied Witri politely.
"You will be away from home, away from family, should strengthen and take care of each other. In the household there is a problem that is natural. Finish with a cool, mature head. Do not be accompanied over time, later entered interference from outside, runyam. Talk calmly about all the problems. Mutual snacking (nurturing), mutual cravings." advice Mr. Dukuh calmly but seriously.
"Remember, sir." replied Hari and Witri simultaneously.
"Wit, leave the day. Groomed to fat ya.." said Mr. Dukuh with a smile mocked.
"I don't want to be fat, sir.." protested Hari with an annoyed face.
"Well, if you don't want to be fat. Groomed, Wit to Kinclong" said Mr. Dukuh while holding a smile.
"Remember, sir." replied Witri while looking down.
"Mom, here! want to be watched by this child. Even hazy." call Mr. Dukuh in a rather loud voice calling his wife who had entered the house did not show her nose.
Sounds pretty harsh from the kitchen.
"If it really needs later it will also nyamperin. Why would a parent come with a child!"
Mr. Dukuh shook his head in annoyance.
"Your mother is when she wants to change, RI.." muttered Mr. Dukuh sadly.
"Patience, sir.." Entertain the day presumptuously advises even though in his own heart he asks if he will be able to be as patient as his father if he has a wife behaving like his mother.
Witri showed a flat face in front of her in-laws and husband. Actually confused what to react with the behavior of his mother-in-law.
If you want to follow your heart, you want to come back. But that's not possible for him to do.
Not because of fear, but because he did not get the heart to make his father-in-law hang later.
Not to mention later her mother-in-law would have been bad at mamak because it was not good to educate her to be polite to parents.
Patience.patience.this is the test.
...💧💧💧 b e r s a m b u n g 💧💧💧...
Up her really no manners jamnya ya 😅🙈
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Please enlighten if there are readers who know the news of author Renita Wei (writer PILAR HATI 3 KNIGHTS).Sadly it feels, cook every good novel must hang the ending....we become dry clothesline kayaks in stay home, languish 🙈
