
"What's the matter?.?", Anya's voice suddenly broke the tension.
"Eh...why is he here mba?", he looks not like when he realizes there is Rosi there.
"Cih..I did not have a taste for shopping", he said, then waltzed away from the place.
"She's bothering me again...?"
"No.. What do you want to eat?", he said trying to distract.
"This is his sister?.?" asked the mothers who had held the eggplant.
"Eh yes ma'am.introduce me Anya, her sister mba Roses"
"No, it doesn't look like me..."
Anya grimaced to hear that, of course they were not similar in any way because they were not siblings.
"I'm not her biological sister, the Rose that adopted me"
"But she is still my sister" replied the Rose as she stroked Anya dear.
The mothers who were looking at him with hostile gazes are now starting to look soft?
"So you're not siblings?"
"I used to be just a vagrant on the street, but the Rose took me and raised him to be a little brother"
Not ashamed, he was even proud to tell the heroic action of the Rose to the mothers earlier.
"Ekhem.I'm sorry, mom didn't mean to offend"
"It's okay ma'am..oh yes..don't forget to stop by our bakery, we open a new store there.", point Anya with enthusiasm.
"That new bakery?" asked the mother.
"Yes.lusa we will open so mothers can stop by, I will love for free as a sign of introduction", said Rose.
"So you're not ART here...?"
"Who is ART..?" asked Anya.
The mothers seemed to be silent, as if Anya already knew the situation.
"My mom is the bakery owner, this house also belongs to my mom, she is not ART.", Anya asserted.
The mothers look a little surprised when they listen to Anya's explanation, they think the Rose is ART as Rosi said.
"I'm sorry mom thought it was like that, so Rosi said it was"
"Don't beat him, ma'am, he's a snake" he said.
Roses immediately bobbing heads trying to hold Anya, she did not want Anya to expose the disgrace of others in public.
"Then forgive us.we were so mistaken, introduce me Miss Rita, that's my home.if there is a loose time to stop by ya"
"Yes ma'am, I hope I'm well received in this neighborhood"
The mothers who looked like judges from the beginning immediately left without saying any words, Rose did not mind that, but it seems that the mother did not like it from the beginning.
"Maklumi Bu Ida yes, he is indeed the person" said Bu Rita.
"She's a widow, her husband is running away with her ART, so she's a little sensitive if there's someone new" he explained.
The rose just nodded, so she knew the reason that made Ms. Ida not like it.
"In this complex of sensitive mothers when talking about widows, so recently there was also an unsettling widow, so you know if many neighbors are still judes"
Anya and Rose were just silent, it seemed like the mothers in this complex looked a little unapproachable.
Very different from the complex where they lived first, the majority of mothers are pleasant and have a sense of family.
***
Roses came out of the taxi while carrying some of his groceries, because of which he bought quite a lot, the driver helped him put on the front porch of the house.
"Thank you sir.", he said, not forgetting he also gave a little more money because he felt sorry.
The driver looked very old, his body was a little thin and his hair was gray, but his face and attitude were very friendly.
The driver even helped her carry her bags.
After the driver left, Rose silently stared at all his groceries, very much.
Roses will stock as much food as possible, he feels a little uncomfortable if every morning buy vegetables and meet the mothers of this complex, especially the Rosi.
The rose breathes its long breath.
Slowly he began to move to take the groceries one by one.
"Let me help you" said someone from behind.
The rose was very surprised when she heard it, she even shouted a little there.
His eyes glared at Azam who was standing smiling at him.
"Azam...? when did you come?"
He didn't even hear the car there.
"Just now..."
"Where's your car then..?"
Rose looked around but she still did not see any cars there.
His eyes scanned Azam again, the man looked a little messy, his white shirt was out of his pants, the tie was irregular, the suit was even out of nowhere.
"I came with ojek" he said.
The rose pegged in disbelief, the man came with the ojek?!
"Why...? is there a problem...?"
His mind had gone everywhere, clearly the Rose was worried about Azam.
*A*pa he's broke....?
Roses covered his mouth, the man came with a messy appearance after buying him a house, it was possible that Azam's money ran out just to make a splash.
During this time Azam looks to spend a lot of money for himself!
"Hahaha.!", Azam laughed out loud, he laughed out loud when he saw the expression of the Rose.
He knew very well what the woman was thinking, silly.
"Why are you laughing.?", this isn't even funny at all.
*A*pa he's crazy...?
"Let's go in first.I'll bring you your groceries, you come in and make me drink, it looks like my throat is very dry.", he said.
The rose only stayed silent while looking at him for a while, then went straight into the house leaving Azam who was still holding a laugh there.
After the Rose had completely left, the man laughed again, his smile suddenly looking cunning as crazy ideas began to appear on his head.
He rushed into the house while thinking about the plan he was going to do.
Rose glanced at Azam who had just come in the kitchen, the man placed all his groceries on the dining table.
Azam sat in the pantry with a face that was made as sluggish as possible, even to the point of massaging his forehead, a sign of dizziness.
"So..is there a problem..?", asked the Rose carefully, now he is sitting opposite the man.
"Yes.", he answered softly.
Azam glanced at the face of the Rose who looked riled up, the woman was biting her lower lip.
Perhaps the Rose wanted to ask something, but did not dare to reveal it.
"A.azam..."
Azam was still waiting for what the rose would say, he was ready to hear what the woman would say.
"A.what.you're broke..."
Azam covered his face because he couldn't stand it, his chest shaking violently.
He smiled amusedly there, his one hand pinched his thigh hard, trying to control the sound of his laughter so as not to be heard.
Turns out to be true, the woman really thinks she's broke!
On the other hand the Rose in her own fog, she was already standing in panic.
He saw Azam covering his face while crying!