Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
Orchestrated
Sunday morning Cia was busy in the kitchen, she and Mother Marwah were preparing breakfast. Nothing special, just the usual breakfast menu.
The new time showed at 06.45 am, when the two women were busy in the kitchen, Alkan was instead seen staring expectantly at the tree leatherback wuluh in the neighboring garden.
After the morning run Alkan did not immediately go home, the Mr. Penghulu stopped for a moment when passing through the garden of Mr. Anwar, when his dark brown eyes accidentally saw the super sour fruit.
Glug
Alkan swallowed his hard-earned saliva, the sour taste of the fruit he had already felt in his throat. Although not yet directly enjoy it, somehow in both eyes Alkan starfruit wuluh is so tempting.
"Well, Mas Alkan why stop on the road?" asking someone made Alkan a little surprised.
Apparently the owner of the garden, Alkan did not even realize that Mr. Anwar was in his garden. Due to being too focused on staring at the star fruit tree, Alkan's concentration was slightly disturbed.
"I happened to pass by sir, want to go home. Oh yes sir, can I ask for the fruit?" say Alkan without stale bases.
He will not waste another chance, if yesterday kedondong can not Alkan enjoy, anyway this sour fruit should be felt, any way.
"Oh Mas, let's just take it." Mr. Anwar's permission.
And of course it makes Alkan smile happily, without wasting any more time the Mr. Penghulu immediately entered the area of the orchard yam vines Pak Anwar.
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Cia just kept glancing towards the door, she was waiting for Alkan from earlier. It's 7 o'clock past her husband hasn't come home yet either.
Alkan said he would only run not far from their house, but why not go home. Where is Father Penghulu? not that they will go to the rice fields at 10 am.
"Mas Al, where the hell is it? jogged her for a long time." lamented Cia.
Even the breakfast he made this morning was neatly arranged at the dining table, while Cia was worried because Alkan had not yet returned, Mother Marwah was even made busy by herself in the side yard. The middle-aged woman was heard nagging because her celery and onions were eaten by caterpillars and red ants.
"Assalamualaikum," a greeting cry sounded, making Cia immediately rush towards the living room.
"Waalaikumsallam" said Cia.
The woman who was currently wearing a short berkaster slightly frowned, when she saw Alkan carrying something. Even the dimpled man was eating green things with pleasure.
"But really long jog, Mas Al eat what? no breakfast yet, don't eat the odd one's gonna get a stomachache." prevent Cia.
One hand outstretched to reach the green object that was being eaten by her husband, Alkan was a little unwilling when Cia managed to snatch it, Cia was seen staring curiously at the green object in her hand.
"This what?" ask Cia.
With doubt the woman took a taste, Cia's body shuddered when she felt an overwhelming sour taste in the entire area of her mouth.
"A-aseemm," cried Cia.
"Mas Al, why eat this strange fruit this morning! where else does it taste, throw it away! you could have stomach pain later. Mas has not breakfast, later can get stomach acid." said Cia.
The woman was exactly like a mother who was scolding her son who had just come home to play, while Alkan just stared softly at the sour fruit in Cia's hands.
"This is what the hell? why the morning storm?" Mother Marwah who just came, immediately nagged when she saw her son and daughter-in-law look not getting along.
"Mas Al, eat this asem fruit Bun. Though not breakfast, then what if stomach pain?" cia shootout.
Even the daughter-in-law of the Syarief family, immediately snatched a bag of sour fruit crackle from the hands of Alkan. Then give it to Mother Marwah, while Alkan can only stare glumly at Cia.
"Eat what the hell?" ask Mother Marwah, while opening her crackle bag.
"This ladylike moon, why do you eat this fruit this morning pag-" said Mother Marwah stopped, making Alkan and Cia look at each other.
What's more when she saw the Mother suddenly smiled to herself, Cia even immediately approached her husband.
"You don't feel anything strange this late, son?" ask Mother Marwah to Cia.
Even his eyes looked sparkling, but the binaries faded when he saw Cia shake her head.
"Not Bun, it's normal. But-" said doubtful Cia.
"But what, son?" ask Mother Marwah curious.
"Mas Al the end of this strange loh Bun, Cici aja to be confused, why? but, yes it's okay, we have breakfast yuk Cici already laper." continued Cia.
The woman did not realize that her words were able to make Mother Marwah carve a wide smile.
"In the meantime have grandchildren, have grandchildren." muttered Mother Marwah slowly.
CICI NAGGING
**MAS AL PASRAH, HAS ALREADY MET SPATULA
HOLLA MET MORNING EPRIBADEH
HOW ARE YOU TODAY
DON'T FORGET LIKE VOTE COMMENTS GIFTS AND FAVORITES
SEE YOU NEXT PART
MUUUAACCH**
