My father-in-law Kang Setur

MKA 15'S

'Prangs!

"Dhiro!" Again I heard the screaming, I was already puffing with his tone. It must be Mama Rima!

"Yes, Ma." I left after saying goodbye to Brother Oca.

When I was in the kitchen, there were a lot of broken dishes. What the hell's going on? Why does a house like a ship break?

"Why shut up? Helpin!" Jerky Mama.

I nodded, I quoted one by one the fragments of the plate. Before long, Mama Rima even left me who was still focused on the broken plate. 'This is my name!' muttered.

'Oeek! 'Oeek!

I heard Zavier crying, I stopped this impromptu job from my son falling out of bed. Sure enough, Zavier almost fell because he was at the end of the bed. Since he is good at crawling, he is more active now. I gave ASI to my son, it only took five minutes for Zavier to fall asleep again.

When I want to go back to the kitchen, suddenly ...

"Aw!" pekik Oca's.

I immediately ran, it turns out my steps are not fast because there is already Xia, Mama Rima and Papa Sam in the kitchen. "Adhira! What are you doing?"

I scrunched my eyebrows, what am I doing? While I just got here!

"That's, Ma?"

"Look, because of your carelessness Oca was hit by broken glass. Why are you so careless? What if anything happened to the baby? You want responsibility?"

"Sorry, Ma. Zavier was crying! Dhira goes straight to room ', afraid Zavier will fall."

"Reason! Just tell me you were on purpose, didn't you?"

"Already! Stop that!" papa Sam's.

While Xia is cleaning up the shards, "Xia, let it be Big Brother." I said as I took the broom he held.

"No need, let Xia do the fighting. None of your work is dirty!" mama Rima said.

I elus back my chest, I lyrics Brother Oca who is grimacing. His feet are bleeding, I feel guilty right now. "Sister, sorry!"

Oca nodded, "no pa-pa, Dhir. I didn't see that."

"What about you, Ca? Your legs are bleeding like this!" ketus Mama Rima's.

"Ma ... Already!" While in the hands of Oca, Mama Rima's hand.

It seems I'm always wrong in Mama's eyes, I just want to do it all wrong. It's still wrong, isn't it?

"Dhiro!"

"Yes, Ma?"

"You get me the Oca's food first. Hungry that time, he went to the kitchen to get some rice but was attacked by blood." Tell Mama Rima with her stone accent.

Yes, Mama Rima is indeed a mandailing person and she is the Boru Lubis. Unlike Papa Sam, he is a Javanese who migrated to Medan. That's why we are currently living in the field. For me who have never known batak people will certainly be surprised at the beginning to meet the tone of your voice.

"Yes, Ma." I'll get the rice and the side dishes.

***

This morning Mas Rayyan went to the office riding his favorite motorcycle, it just so happened that Zavier had woken up and cried when his father wanted to go to work. "Mas, take Zavier for a walk!"

"Yes, come on!"

I grabbed him and put Zavier on the bike. Just now my foot stepped up, suddenly ...

"Adhiro!"

"Yes, Ma!"

"Where are you going?"

"Take Zavier down the road, Zavier has been crying ever since."

"It's 7 o'clock less, Rayyan will be late. You're the mother, you have to be good at 'guind your own child." Mama Rima approached us, "Just go, Ray! You'll have bad luck." Declared.

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