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Prospective Son-in-law, Mama

'No papa, lost the gocap to pay tuh thugs. The important thing is to be pursued the same, Ma'am. When else, Ma'am chased me, ' the smiling inner Irga heard the voice of Dayana who occasionally called out to her.

"Woy! Instead of stopping you, I'm staying really this way. It's just so ngerepotin, kid!" dayana shouted threatening Irga. Irga immediately stopped and walked towards Dayana because the woman who had been sitting down due to tired of chasing Irga.

"Gini, if you're old. Run a little, auto weak and miss the mattress. Mother, Ma'am. Every week it's exercise, burn fat instead of adding fat" Irga chirped and sat next to Dayana.

"Lu, yes! The sin of taking on an older person, this is because I wear these pansus shoes. Try it if you use the swallow will definitely not be tired."

"That doesn't hurt, does it? You mean, didn't you blister your leg?" ask Irga because Dayana uses socks. Of course he could not see Dayana's legs.

"No, really. Just calm down."

"Somehow, why wear such shoes?"

"Let's be beautiful like the other girls."

"And you're comfortable with what you're using now?"

"A little, anyway," Dayana said honestly. Because, emang Dayana is not too fond of using heels or pansus. In fact, if you want to go to work he uses flip flops and in the office later just use the heels if you meet with a client or his boss.

"Sir, there is no need to be someone else if Mbak is not comfortable with what Mbak uses. If that guy really loves the same, ma'am. He's not gonna demand you be like somebody else."

"But there really isn't a guy like that."

"So, I don't know. You're so looking for the perfect that you forget what's always there."

"Who?" dayana asked with her brows. Of course it is very, very difficult to find such a man in this day and age, because he wants the perfect woman.

"This, the man in front of Ma'am. Do not close your eyes really, so you can not see if there are men not only handsome but also accept what is," said Irga displaying a sweet smile.

Without warning, Dayana's bag landed on Irga's body. It could be that the man is always joking when others take the conversation very seriously.

"Well, why's she?" asked Irga who was confused but had laughed because she saw Dayana's emotional face.

"Serious people, too, can be kidding mulu. Herman I saw you, Cil," said Dayana distracting him.

"Well, I'm serious, ma'am. We want to be here? Let me get some crackle."

"What do you do all that?"

"Let's beg, Ma'am. Uh, don't be. I'm asking for heart, Ma'am very difficult to love especially the money of those who work all day."

"Currently, this is a very nice little boy! There are requests that sometimes can't be realized, one of which is me and you who can't be us."

"But ...," said Irga raising her eyebrows.

Dayana bends her eyebrows confused by what Irga means, "But what?"

"But baby, isn't it?"

Dayana immediately pretended as if vomiting due to hearing Irga's words, Irga laughed until she held her stomach because of Dayana's actions. Really, happy rickshaw. Ehh ....

"Eh, what do you want, Cil?" dayana asked when she saw Irga taking off her shoes.

"Mbak use this aja, kasian ntar Mbak's feet on blisters. Masa, Umi of my children will be scuffed feet because of slippers."

"Don't be papa either. What are you wearing, ntar?"

"Relax, Irga can buy sandals later. Ma'am use it, then it's slippers. The figure, next time his neck hurts means he's not the size of Mbak. Same, kayak ...,"

"Sutttt ..," Dayana said and closed her lips with one index finger gesturing silently to Irga.

"Gue already knows about that, Cil. After that must be the ends you discuss to romance, I told Mak you dah. Let's marry you later."

"Are you ready, then?"

"Ready paan?"

"Who is married? Kan, Irga is married to Ma'am."

"Silence is not congor! If you don't shut up too, I'm sure your maling dah!" bentak Dayana who had been very, very sick of Irga. He still wears Irga's shoes despite his greatness.

"Although it does not hurt, if it is not comfortable then it is still not worth to wear," continued Dayana pointed towards her feet are still very excessive in Irga shoes.

Dayana went first and left the pansus shoes she had been wearing from home, "Basic, Ma'am. Fortunately, it's cute, try it not. I want to be the same, Mother. Where if the sport is easily tired, senile, lazy, lying, cook do not know, do not eat fortunately not fat," kekeh Irga men-spill bad behavior Dayana. Inevitably, he rolled Dayana's shoes and followed where the woman was going.

"You got sandals what?!" dayana shouted to Irga who was still far from him, the situation around had begun to crowded people especially on Sunday. However, if it's both not the world is felt only to belong to two others; ngekost, ngcontract and hitchhiking.

"Come, ma'am" said Irga who ran towards Dayana.

"Don't be a girl, you are!" dayana comments with a flat face.

"Well, is it a girl who can use that phrase? Guys can be times too, ma'am. Where is justice for all the people of Indonesia then?"

"Are you Indonesian?"

"Yes, dong."

"where's KTP?"

"Yes, it's not made yet."

"That means, you are still immigrants in Indonesia. You're not recognized by the state."

"Well, Ma'am?"

"hey are. You're still a newcomer, hayo ...."

"Dih, Little boy's son-in-law," denied Irga and turned his face with his hands still holding Dayana's shoes.

"Sok ngambek also lu, Cil," kekeh Dayana saw Irga's face that no cute.

"Yes, we bought sandals first. This afternoon, ntar you are sought after by Mama you too," continued Dayana and began to walk back. When they want to continue on that journey somewhere.

"This, Ma'am afraid I'm wanted with Mama. Or ... You're afraid I'll meet other women on this street and they'll fall in love with me?"

"Too confident is also not too good for you, let alone young."

"It's not that young people have to be confident, huh? Especially in this day and age very few young people who are confident, feel always insecure with the physical form that God has created."

"Yes, it's an educational or other matter. Nor is it self-confidence a matter of romance, Suirga!" Irga chuckles when she feels successful in making Dayana again and again feel annoyed at him, if not make the woman upset for a day as if there is something lacking in her life.

"Hello, Ma?" Suddenly Irga's cell phone rang making them stop for a moment to pick up the call.

"I'm the same son-in-law, Mama."

"Regular, Miss Dayana," said Irga relaxed without looking at Dayana who had glared because of her answer that seemed shameless.

"Jingin slapdong say! Later, it's slander!" dayana's growl with her teeth linked.

"It was a long time ago, yes, Ma. Assalamualaikum," greeting Irga turned off the call from his mother who may be worried because he did not go home.