Love 150 Cm.

28. A MEAL TOGETHER

From the back, Bian screamed to see who was coming. Tasya was still standing at the door.

"Dad, what's mama!" bian shouted from the middle room.

"Bu-not." Answer Tasya.

"Whose league?" bian asked who started walking to look.

"That's bude same sir." Answer Tasya again.

There was no answer from Bian, whether her husband would be angry because the Tasya family came to give no news. Her thought.

"Bude, same Pakde how are you?" when Bian started to make a sound and greet the Tasya family. There was a sense of relief because she thought Abian would be angry, but it turned out that she had been bad at the husband.

"Thank God, son, ma'am besan hasn't come yet?" When bu Rumi asked the besan. Makes Tasya think that this is all her boss-in-law's plan.

"Not come yet maybe in a moment. Then please come in and sit while waiting for mama to come," said Abian who invited the person who had been considered in-laws to sit.

"Thank you son, excuse me for coming in first."

Tasya is like a woodpecker because he was staring confused with people. In the end, he sat down and joined the others.

"Bude for a minute I'll make you guys a drink." After the departure of Tasya bude Rumi stared in amazement at the house occupied by Tasya. Not expecting that Abian is a rich man but still all that is not spared from his physique, which makes Bude Rumi feel a little sorry for Tasya.

Again the benchmark is the problem in the eyes of people, including Rumi himself.

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It turned out unexpectedly when Tasya was carrying drinks in front who would have thought that his iron boss had come.

"Ma-ma when is it coming?" arriving outside Tasya immediately asked.

"Not so long. Mama's hungry are you cooking?" ask Amira's mother back to Tasya.

"Of course, everyone is ready to eat." Tasya replied in a slightly clumsy tone.

"Good, it's called understanding son-in-law. It's been preparing when the in-laws haven't come yet" Amira said with her trademark smile.

There was no conversation as the meal went on, there was only the sound of spoons and forks rubbing against each other with plates.

Not long ago, all had finished eating and Tasya also immediately cleaned up the remnants of the dirty food that will be washed.

"Bude help ya," bargained bude Rumi on Tasya.

"Thank you Bude, sorry to bother." Tasya answered with a glare.

"Are you happy?" bude Rumi asked with a face that could not be interpreted.

"Thank God if you're happy, Bude just wants to know if this marriage has nothing to do with Aldo and—."

Rumi had not had time to continue his speech but had been cut by Tasya. He would not listen to the insignificant names of his life.

"Don't talk about people who don't matter anymore, for me all are dead Bude. Bude should know that there is not the slightest curiosity about them at all," Tasya said with full affirmation so that next time Bude Rumi did not say that again.

Everything was done and now they both sit in the living room, Tasya sits at Abian's side while Rumi's mom sits next to her husband. The atmosphere was a little awkward because for Tasya this was the first time two families were sitting together.

"Will Mama stay?" bian asked who opened the silence due to the atmosphere like above the mountain peak. Too tense then he opened the chat to be a little warm as a blanket he thought.

"No, Mama's going home. Oh yeah, remember don't delay long enough to get your wife pregnant." The answer given by Amira made Tasya immediately round his eyes.

"How to get pregnant, people never play hide-and-seek." Inner Tasya silently.

"If it's hand over Ma, even if we play eight rounds a day. If God has not allowed anything else" said Bian without shame he said.

"It is precisely because of the eight rounds that you cannot make your wife bunting. Like coconut milk is very dilute," said Amira without having a sense of hesitation he said. While Tasya and his family only silent occasionally swear by Bian's speech, and also Amira's mother who is too bar-bar.

Mr. Aaron who heard was embarrassed because of the obscene and unfaithful words discussed by the besan.

"Why could that be?" with a stupid look Abian asked.

"The more used the more water produced will be diluted, that's where difficult to get pregnant." Hearing the words of the mother Bian was just a beard, while Tasya was very embarrassed to look down and close his face.

The conversation halted when the clock on the wall showed at five in the afternoon.

"Dad, Bude same sirde go home first huh. It's already afternoon afraid of the magrib hunt later," said Bude Rumi.

"Lho besan did not stay," said Amira.

"No bu besan. There were no people at home and all the lights went out" Mr. Aaron said.

"Well then, because I want to go home too."

"Dad, Bian. Mama wants to go home to remember a handsome or beautiful grandson," said Amira with a blink of one eye.

Everyone finally went home. The state of silence because the masters have gone home. Now live a couple (Pair husband and wife) who still remain sitting in the place of each chair.

I don't know what they think only the two of them know.

"Do I have to ask...."

"Don't you fuck around 'cause I know what's inside your brain!"