Love Because of Obligation

Mother's Anxiety

Arriving at the house of Aira's mother who is commonly called as Bu Lela was very upset.with the mother's rage put a basket containing her groceries in the kitchen. His heart almost exploded restraining the emotions from the market. He sniffed himself while cursing mothers who said his daughter was in the market. "so he also had a daughter, not necessarily good children, too, I hope what they say will come back to her...."

Ms. Lela really did not accept what was the lips of the neighbors. They said Aira shameless child, they said go to the mosque because they want to date and maybe fear no soul mate, he said, he is not like his sister who can do anything.how if Aira does the unwanted where want to put the face of the family who has been a role model.

Indeed, the fact that applies so far in their village so, if there are girls who have finished school will make the family uncomfortable just treatment, well even though they do not do strange, strange, but his mouth was a stranger neighbor.

Seeing other people's girls being alone with the young man, he said no. that's the risk of having a girl in the village and one way to keep their mouth shut is to get her married immediately if she doesn't have a boyfriend, well must be immediately in ta'aruf right or in Carikan candidates without mentioning in a matchmaker because now is not the time of Siti Nurbaya.

After getting tired of the swearing and babbling himself, Bu Lela sat leaning herself on the chair around the dining table.she still thought the words she heard were very clear in her ears, she said, at first glance, his mind was instigated that his son was worthy to marry with his age of twenty years.

Indeed it is time for my son to marry, whoever comes to propose to him I will accept with gratitude.Smiskan little heart of his mother who wants to immediately shut the mouth of a neighbor who likes to tell Aira.

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"Mom" a loud Sifa voice called to her mother because she did not see food under the veil of the dining table.

"What the hell is deck? don't yell dong, call mom!'' Aira who had just returned from school immediately answered Sifa's call.

"sister, Sifa is hungry!" sifa whinek. Aira asked her spoiled sister to wait a while. He entered the room to save the bag and change his work clothes first with the clothes of the house. Before long Aira immediately rushed to the kitchen and saw the basket containing groceries still lying on the floor.

"yes, son. What's wrong?" mom opened her bedroom door and put on an ordinary face as if she had gone to sleep due to the exhaustion of weekly shopping needs in the market.

"that, Aira wants to help save the mother's groceries, all cooking too" Aira offers help to mother.he feels good to see her mother who looks tired.

"yes, take Sifa along, let's hurry!" mother told Aira to call her sister Sifa who is still engrossed with her chat. Aira invites her sister to move to the kitchen while looking at her sister typing chat on her phone.

"cie,, the guy, huh, deck?" Aira joked. "what the hell, brother? that's why dating, donk!" sidelines his sister. "lagian brother Bobi fit really, same brother!" he chimed in on his talk.

"Apaan anyway, deck" Aira blushed face embarrassed with his sister "sister is not dating brother Bobi, deck" he added.

"sister Tomi is a good fit too, Sifa is happy that she's in-law, Sifa!" Sifa mocks her shy sister.she just wants to make her sister confident, can joke together. "but, sister Haris is more fitting for sister, she is considerate and very romantic" Sifa knew about Haris from Aira's diary that was read in secret.

"Sssst, "Aira gave the code so as not to sound to her mother. Aira asks Sifa to keep the groceries and clean the meat while Aira helps the mother prepare the ingredients for cooking rendang. Aira was quick to help mom.

He wants to be able to cook and manage the kitchen in his mother's place, so that later if his mother comes home from work from the rice fields or the garden can rest.

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