Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
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With a tired step, Alkan entered the area of the house, after he parked his favorite motorbike, in the terrace.
"Assalamualaikum," the call of Alkan's greeting, was heard echoing inside the house.
Even Marwah, the Mother can hear it clearly, even though the middle-aged woman is in the kitchen.
"Waalaikumsallam." - Marwah.
The middle-aged woman who was wearing the black veil, immediately ran small towards the living room. A thin smile Marwah rose, when he saw the son had returned home. But Marwah's forehead wrinkled, when he saw the jacket and pants of materials used by Alkan, soaked.
"You're rained on, son?" tanyakanya.
Marwah immediately felt Alkan's entire outfit, and sure enough, the son's entire body was drenched.
"Alkan was raining, Bun." said Alkan calmly.
The handsome Mr. Penghulu, grabbed one of the Mother's hands, then kissed her reverence. This is the habit of Alkan, the Mother is one of the people who will remain respected, and loved by him, until anytime.
"Why don't you take shelter first? don't you have a rain coat?" tell Marwah to the son.
Alkan let out a rough sigh, not long before he shook his head.
"Give me a shower, Bun." said Alkan.
Marwah nodded, one of her hands outstretched, to pat the son's sturdy shoulder. Marwah could see a tired look, on Alkan's face. He was sure, that today the son had experienced a tiring day in his body.
"Yes, take a shower! later abis take a bath to drink warm tea, let you not catch a cold." said Marwah softly.
Alkan nodded, he immediately headed towards his room. While Marwah, the middle-aged woman returned to the kitchen, to make Alkan warm sweet tea.
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"So, did you take shelter?" asked Marwah, the mother of one son is so curious, with the activities of the son today.
Marwah who was drinking warm ginger tea, just nodded her head. The rain outside is getting heavier, making a pair of mothers and children, so enjoy a warm drink, as well as fried sweet potato snacks made by Marwah.
"You coming home?" ask again.
Marwah's gaze continued to be on the son, the middle-aged woman gave a rough sigh, when she saw Alkan nod.
"Bune? Alkan can ask?" said Alkan arrived.
Even Marwah, who was sipping her tea, almost choked.
"What do you want, Mother? want the price of basic food to rise what is not, or cooking oil is still rare what is not? calm cooking oil has been Mother stock, so if Mother wants to fry sweet potatoes, no longer dizzy." cerocos Marwah, but she does not know what will be asked by the son.
This time Alkan who was seen sighing violently, even the handsome Mr. Penghulu was linking his fingers, to each other. For some reason, only this time he was nervous when he wanted to talk to the Mother.
Though usually, Alkan will look ordinary when talking about something, with the Mother.
"Not that problem, Mother. W-Well, did you ask? um, if we think about people a lot, what's the sign, Bun?" finally Alkan was able to reveal, what he wanted to reveal earlier.
Marwah who was chewing fried sweet potatoes, was seen stopping the chewing. Both of his eyes, staring at Alkan's face full of search.
"Who do you think of again? Jafar sir? why else, Jafar? he still told you this, while he didn't do his own responsibility, did he? that's your name again upset, Mother Alkanan." guess what fruit call Marwah. But baby, that's not what Alkan wanted to hear.
"Not Mr. Jafar, but someone else" said Alkan calmly, and it was able to make Marwah almost choke.
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