Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Thai Cassava

Cia rounded her eyes, seeing so many cassava trees before her at this moment. Both of his feet followed in the footsteps of Mother Marwah, who was getting into the garden.

"Whose cassava garden is this, Bun?" ask Cia.

The milky-white-skinned woman was seen circulating her gaze to every corner of the garden.

"Our own, if you have Mr. RT there is no way Mother can you take it here." said Mother Marwah.

After Alkan and Cia officially bear as husband and wife, Mother Marwah asked Cia to call her Mother, not Mother.

"The tree is very big Bun, where strong Cici nyabutnya. God, dragon ball, the trunk can't be held, Bun. How do we unload it, we dig it up first?" Cia continued to chatter, the beautiful woman stared in horror, at the cassava tree that was in front of her eyes.

"We look for a small trunk, which is big so that it is the same Alkan later" said Mother Marwah.

The woman, veiled in thick ash, walked towards the rows of smaller cassava trees, from the middle one held by Cia.

" The exterior is great, how dala*mannya." murmured softly Cia.

Both corners of her eyes still glanced at the cassava tree she was holding, Cia walked up to Mother Marwah, who was preparing to pull out a small cassava tree.

"Bun, this is a small trunk. It must be small inside too." protested Cia, when Mother Marwah was ready to pull it.

"Don't look from the outside, even though the trunk is small, but the inside must be bigger than before" said convinced Mother Marwah.

The middle-aged woman again positioned her body, Cia also squatted her body to align with her Mother-in-law.

The two women of different ages, who were struggling to pull out the cassava tree, look ngosan in the making. Even Cia looked annoyed at the tree, why was it so hard to remove. Wanting to eat a combro only half-dead struggle like this, where the weather is so hot.

"Come once again, it's already visible tubers." said Mother Marwah excitedly.

Cia inhaled as much breath as possible, then re-positioned her body as before.

Bruock!

With a single pull, the cassava tree managed to pull out. Even Cia staggered slightly back.

Both of Cia's eyes were rounded, when he saw the size of the cassava that had just been harvested.

'The outside is small, but inside? uuhh, terrible.' said Cia inwardly.

"This cassava is very big, does not match the size of the trunk." Cia chanted.

Madam Alkan stared in horror, a second later Cia remembered her words earlier, at the time when she and Alkan were still in the room.

'What is this Thai cassava called?' ask Cia in my heart.

Cia approached Mother Marwah, one of her hands reaching for the cassava in the basket.

Mother Marwah turned her head when she heard the babble of her daughter-in-law, her eyes looking deeply at Cia, who was turning the hard object back.

"This is the name of Thai cassava, delicious if it makes compote, chewy so, because it's a lot of its aci flour," said Bunda Marwah slowly.

Both hands were busy separating the cassava tuber from the stem, while Cia was instead seen staring intently, at one of the staple foods.

'Ja-so? oh my god, the Thai cassava that last night, made-up, ' Cia couldn't afford to continue the whisper in her heart.

Both of his eyes looked at the nanar on the cassava, which was being peeled by his Mother-in-law. Even Cia had to painstakingly swallow her own saliva.

"Loh, it's finished taking the cassava, Alkan think Mommy is the same Cici will not be able to." the voice of Alkan's exclamation, making the two women turn their heads.

Cia smiled widely when she saw her husband approaching, even quickly Cia grabbed a cassava, then brought it there Alkan.

Cia gave her hard-earned smile, with a prank she drew closer to Alkan, who was staring at the neat rows of cassava trees.

"Mas Al?" call Cia softly, making Alkan instantly turn his head.

"What, Cimut?" sahut no less soft.

Cia increasingly restrained her smile, when she saw Alkan staring in wonder at her.

"It's Thai cassava," whispered softly Cia right in Alkan's ear, making Mr. Penghulu petrified for a moment.

Cia giggled inwardly, when she saw her husband's tense face.

'If again tense so, the innate pingin nanam cassava Thailand continues.' cried Ci in the heart.

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