Love Without But

Visit baby El..

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Today, the Great has started to enter work. And that means I have to stay home alone

After the work in the kitchen and cleaning the house I think it's done. I entered the room to straighten my legs and back on the bed.

Just about to break down suddenly heard knock on the door and the sound of people calling my name. I immediately grabbed the hijab back which hung on the wall of the room and put it away in a hurry.

I open the door slowly. The figure of a young mother is about forty-five years old.

The mother named Bu Sukma suggested that I fill an empty house in the neighboring village. The house has been left empty for approximately three years since the husband of the one who owned the house died. After that the mother who has a home chooses to live with her children in the city of Jakarta because she already has her own home.

"Yes, Ma'am, I will rembukin first with Mas Agung if he has returned home from work." I responded to the advice he gave.

"Don't wait for Agung to come home is also okay, Dhin. Let Ma'am now get you there, yuk!" take Mbak Sukma while telling me to immediately pack goods and clothes.

"Later if Agung has returned home, the same Mother is told to stay followed you to the house there. Or do not you text or call just let him go home directly there," continued Mbak Sukma makes me feel suddenly not good and feel expelled from this house.

"Sorry, ma'am, if I can't now. Later if Mas Agung has come I will immediately take him there," bargain I hope I do not continue to be urged to leave the house alone.

After all, to live in a new place, there must be at least some preparation beforehand. Many items and clothes must be carried using large bags.

Because his attempt to get me to leave here immediately failed and got rejected. Mbak Sukma just passed by while glaring.

I could wonder in my heart. Why and what wrong so that I was so unexpected and unwanted my existence by this one person. Though the mother and father-in-law themselves so far his attitude is always fine and always friendly without any sense of distinction to the child and daughter-in-law.

Instead of me thinking and suudzon myself better I ask him directly later to Mas Agung. Why is the attitude of Mbak Sukma can be like that against me.

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Hearing the faint sound of the familiar motorbike pot that used to be ridden by Mas Agung from the front of the house made my heart feel relieved.

After opening the shoes and putting them on the shelf on the front porch of the house Mas Agung immediately approached me who was standing in the doorway. I grabbed the back of the handsome man's hand and kissed him reverently. Mas Agung replied with a gentle kiss on the forehead.

"What do you want to eat first, brother?" askaku made an offer.

"So, I prayed earlier in the work forging musala. Now just want to eat first if you already have something to eat mah."

"If there isn't?" angling bench.

"Yes, fasting, yes."

I immediately prepared the lunch of my beloved husband in a hurry

 Kusendok a spoonful of white rice along with fish side dishes cob balado and orek tempe favorite Mas Agung complete with sauteed kobis.

We enjoyed lunch together with a small talk. While the two parents of Mas Agung from Dawn until midnight always lived in a stall that was about five hundred meters from the house.

Only Mbak Sukma is always in this house with her two children who sit in fourth grade SD and four-month-old baby.

While accompanying Mas Agung rest. I carefully began to tell what Mbak Sukma said when Mas Agung had not returned from work. The man just smiled casually at what I said.

"Where do you think we live? Stay here with your mother, father, and family, or do we find another place?" The Grand offers a choice. Because maybe he wants to live anywhere as long as his own wife feels comfortable and at home without pressure from any party.

"If Adek himself, anyway, actually living here was at home. But if misah and find a place to live alone like I'm more comfortable and safe times, yes, sister?" I asked for consideration. Especially considering that I had a bad talk from Mbak Sukma who wanted me to immediately fill an empty house in the neighboring village.

Mas Agung invited me to get ready and took away from home on a motorcycle to a place that I did not know where to go.

"Sister, where are we going?" I asked when I was being piggybacked.

"Where can you, right, be your own husband." The Great answered the origin.

"Seriously, come on, brother, where is this going?"

"Find the contract," he answered short.

My lips smiled happily at her answer. At least if you live together even in rented will make it much more comfortable and free and certainly more free expression later.

Maybe because the area is still rural and far from the city center so we had a bit of trouble finding a contract in a sudden way like this. Already some of the closest districts we surrounded while asking if there was an empty contract.

But the results are nil, until the day has begun towards the afternoon there is not a single contract that we met. There are some new buildings that look still empty but after being asked, the owner said it should only be occupied by boarding people who are working or studying. Because it is not allowed to cook and purify in it. There is only one way to sleep and shower.

With a feeling of disappointment I invite Mas Agung to go home first and the plan tomorrow we will go around again looking for a suitable place to live.

Towards the return trip I suggested that Mas Agung stop by the neighboring village where the empty house was shown by Mbak Sukma this morning. To determine whether the house is still feasible for us to occupy or not later.

Mas Agung turned his motorbike towards a narrow alley to the street where the empty house we were headed.

The location of the house that is quite far away with neighbors around makes the house feel different. Moreover, it had been left empty for several years. My heart felt doubtful and not strong guts if it had to stay there.

Be continuous...,