Marry My Lecture's
Chapter 25
Mother's hand that from earlier rubbed my hair with a smile also continues to explain every photo that fills the childhood album of Mr. Iqbaal. Some photos of him with Andrew and two little girls seemed to be a slap I kama I really do not know Mr. Iqbaal even though it was almost 2
the year I interacted with Mr. Iqbaal as my lecturer.
What I wanted, when I was small in a flashy yellow shirt, was squatting next to Andrew to find fish food worms in the pond behind my house.
"At that time, Iqbaal was 14. He pushed you until you entered the pool." Say Mother.
"Yes! Tilapia steffi is dead from being stepped on." I said.
"When I asked her why she pushed you, she said to take a shower. Mother jewel her ears to red because it makes mother's daughter-in-law cry first!"
I laugh. It was so bad that. Good thing he can swim, if not, maybe I can not be a wife.
"That's between shock as sad as Mumbu, tilapia stef dead." I said.
And since that incident I did not want to meet 'kak baale' until I was horrified om Teo family moved out of town.
"Stef used to cry while pulling Andrew's shirt.
Haha... If you think about it, why do you have to get to that hysterical first. Shame ah, mother."
"It's funny that mom's daughter-in-law."
"Stef." Call sir Iqbaal.
"Yes?"
"I'm afraid."
"Ehhh! Can not! Kan steffi nemenin's mother." "Can dong, ma'am can steffi iqbaal's wife." Answer sir Iqbaal.
"Huh ya! That's just doing the job! The task of the lecturer is a lot, until you rarely go home!" Said Mother.
Which I think, the mother was confused with Mr. Iqbaal who might choose to return to the apartment rather than return home because a little further.
"Let me see you after my mom."
"Monday there's a test."
"Yes. Won't be ugly test, people have a husband lecturer huh, ma'am?"
"Rubber! Why didn't you get married first?!"
"30 minutes!" Said sir Iqbaal.
"That's a great feeling?" Say Mother.
"New bride ma'am. Dear - darling." Said sir Iqbaal.
Hoe where hoe? Amused me if Iqbaal sir has started not sane.
"Just so! Bring the steffi to let the mother get a grandchild!"
"Thank you, mom. Come on, baby."
Golok dong machete!
As a wife mah ngikut will husband yes, lur. Yes I can also just cross-legged on the bed as long as Mr. Iqbaal watch tivi, he told me so.
"Sir."
"So how did mom tell her?"
"There's no mother here. You don't have to call that anymore, do you?"
"But my status remains your husband right? I'm also still his eldest son's mother."
"Sir, I don't want to debate."
"Nobody asked you to debate, stef."
"Submit. I want to be with my mom."
"Later mommy won't have grandchildren, dong?!"
"Stop being childish huh?!"
"I'm just talking facts."
"Yes!"
I went from the bed to the location of the car keys, sir Iqbaal. Want to take my book in the story car, but not sir iqbaal if not restless. The door's in the lock! So patient of me!
"Honored Father Iqbaal Dhiafakhri."
"That's too long to call
husband."
"Geez, dad! I don't want to be considered a daughter-in-law, I don't know manners. So, don't make me want to yell yes sir." "Tsk! Son-in-law's not polite."
She's clenching while shaking. Ngeselin's oath!
"Where can I love you every day if you are irritated sir? Want me to die young? Uh! I'll get married again, right?"
Mr. Iqbaal opened the door to his room and chose to come out. Guys who feel guilty can't do anything. Mr. Iqbaal did not scream to say that he was angry, but his tone made me feel bad.
"How should I go?"
Ten minutes passed, Mr. Iqbaal did not return to the room and so on until Mom asked me to help him cook lunch.
"That kid, the kale's in the cleaner, huh? Then you also make kale saute. Can you?"
"Yes, mother."
"Mother's daughter-in-law is smart! Where was Iqbaal? Why don't you guys have a grandchild discussion for mom?"
"Em.tadi out of the room anyway, ma'am. Half-hour
then."
"Household's name must be noisier. Whether you want to give me 2 grandchildren or 5 grandchildren, I also accept it."
Lah?
Finished cooking with Mom, I whip all the food to the table while Mom calls Mr. Iqbaal who she says might be on the back porch to take care of her cat. Ah so sad again inget my tilapia fish.
"Anyways that time was not stepped on. Why is he pushing me anyway? It's only 3 o'clock, not yet time to take an afternoon shower. Uh! From tiny emang ngeselin!"
"Are you satisfied with my gibahin?"
"What the hell? I never taught you to talk like that."
I masang funniest face and a big smile towards Mr. Iqbaal. Take a seat for my husband.
Still mad, lur?!
"What side dishes do you eat, mas?"
I know Mr. Iqbaal must not look good right now! I better not see his face than runyam added.
"I took it myself." Said sir Iqbaal.
"No, I took it." Ask me.
"Uh mother ghost!"
"Why do Iqbaal find a new mother?"
"Mas!"
"Iqbaal! Don't worry!" Said Mother.
"Steffi's sorry, um, if I've been wrong to say. After all, I said that 2 or 5 is also no problem."
I try to cover up my problems and the husband of my in-laws. It's not funny if you know.
"2 or 5?" Ask mr. Iqbaal.
"Yes. Surely you guys are marahan because of the uncertain debate about the number of grandchildren for mothers, right?"
"Oh, I still want 3 twins." Said sir Iqbaal.
I putin plate contains favorite food sir Iqbaal that I taught to me. In the barbeque stir-fry also diem the mouth.
"Where?" Ask mr. Iqbaal.
"First let's go." Answer me.
"Steffi also ate a lot. The 3rd twin is not easy." Said Mother.
"That's why, ma'am. Steffi also feels unable to take care of twins 3."
Suppose later plus similar sir Iqbaal all? Can be really high blood at a young age!
"And I help." Said sir Iqbaal.
"What help? Help recokin?" Saying I.
"There's Mama with you too, right? Comeon! 3 That's funny. 2 girls 1 guy." Say Mother.
"But the steffi family has no twin bu mas. Difficult."
"Your father's family has no baal twins either." Said Mother.
"Can be done." Said sir Iqbaal.
"Where?" Ask me.
"Do you really want to talk here?" Ask mr. Iqbaal.
If there is no Mom, I've tabok it lips that smile smile not clear!
"You perverts! I don't like."
Mr. Iqbaal laughs while I want to go under the shy table.
