My Husband Turns Out to be a Jury

Palau

The god steps into the bale-bale and is followed by his parents and Rosid

The gods have sat

"Juragan, all breakfast, Juragan?" Roseless Rosid

Fitri's mother walked, then sat down next to her son "Loh, you know, you know. This hour is not breakfast yet ? Your hair's thick. ncrengungus. How to Lee... Lee" Ms. Fitri grabbed her son's hair that already looks long

"Mah Mah, shame Ma" The Hand of the Gods maintained its assets

Bu Fitri's hands miss "Biarin, Mama's gemes the same as you. Hair longing. Black people. Mama so jolly want your gundulin" He said ended by pinching the cheek of God

"Gemes is gemes, but it doesn't hurt Ma's times. How does gondrong relate to not having breakfast"

Ms. Fitri rolled up her sleeves, which revealed a large rattlesnake bracelet and a fancy gem ring as well

He stood up, not even answering his Son's question "Where is the kitchen. Mama wants to cook"

"Well, it's Ma. The cook already exists, Ma. It's just the gods who don't want breakfast"

"Cannot. You're skinny, squeaky, item, alive, again"

Rosid and Mr. Yudha could hear the grin of seeing the action of Mother and Son. They are funny too

"Ma" God pulled his mother's hand "His kitchen was all wet Ma, God was afraid Mama slipped"

"No problem" He refused by shaking the hand of God

"Mama's slippers later nancep sanded loh, Mah"

"Indeed, Mama has no brain. walked on the beach sand with jengkrik. Long time no together, you're so tulalit anyway"

Rosid laughed

The god stared at Rosid sharply "Don't interfere"

"Sorry Juragan. I certainly don't dare"

A few minutes later

Bu Fitri assisted Sumi bring warm rice and fish side dishes head manyung sprinkled with appetizing petai

"Hmmm.. I think it's good Ma" said Pak Yudha as Pak Yudha inhaled a puff of smoke coming out of the side dish

"Yes dong Pa" Bu Fitri picked up the rice dishes for the two of them "This Pa" Then thrust the rice into his son also "This is yours" Deftly, Deftly, Bu Fitri took the head of the manyung to the plate of Pak Yudha and also the God "Nih eat a lot"

"Well, this is a lot of fun" protested the God

"That looks a lot because the head of the doll is already big. Ate. Don't be brisik" Break up Bu Fitri

The god sighed "The diesel watchman just ate it not high like this, Ma"

"Already, very chatty. You, if you are allowed to eat little, Mama may not recognize you. If Mama doesn't recognize her child, how about Naraya" Bu Fitri stood up again

For a moment the God was silent to see his mother walking again towards the common kitchen

"Want another war with a frying pan, Ma?" Ask God to follow Mama, hoping that the Mama should not be silly in a foreign place for too long

"God.. Let your mother protest first with the stove. We men, it is better to chat casually while eating" said Mr. Yudha mediate

"But, Pa. Look at Mama's feet. It was full of wet sand. Here, here's what Pa" the god pointed at the floor full of sand

"It's new, the important thing is your happy Mama"

A few seconds quiet

"Look at it, the most sudden again came" continued Mr. Yudha

And true. What Yudha said

Bu Fitri carried a cracker that mounted from inside the car

The eyes of the Gods glared at "Mama from Jakarta, bothering to only carry sacks of krupuk??"

"Mama stopped by the Comal Market. Mama buy it, cheap there"

"Indeed, the market was open early in the morning, Ma?" Ask the gods again

"It is already. the market people spill it in his yard. Not in it"

"Oh.. Kirain Dewa, Mama's in the market"

"Why not"

"Mama's got the wrong costume"

"What costume, you mean?"

"Heel Mama will be nancep in the market"

"Heleh, Haal heel haal heel. Ngurusin jengkrik Mama from earlier. Eat gih"

After the debate, the four of them started having breakfast. While Sumi was out did not want to join because it had breakfast

Everyone eats with the gods

The gods are seen removing petai slices on the edge of the plate

"This mom is intentional or forgot. God doesn't like this" God moved the petai slices to his mama's plates

"Loh, loh, loh. Kok even put on Mama's plate"

"God is not pleased" he said as he ate voraciously

"The mother trained you to get used to eating petai. The proof, it's doyan. Gradually again"

"This is no map, Ma"

"But, Mama campuin earlier, means the smell of dong"

"Already, already. In front of the rice debate, only. Pamali. Silent. Eat with hikmad"

"Kayak want ijab kabul aja hikmad, Paa Pa" Gerutu Bu Fitri who was smiling by Rosid

-

While elsewhere

Nara is doing her activity. Today with the usual rush. It was a trial and a trial at the end of his class

While the Father. Namely Mr. Raden, can only daydream at the largest and busiest furniture store in the Comal market

"Sir Haji, how much does this closet cost?" Ask the buyer

"The cabinet cost 425,000, ma'am"

"No less, Hajj sir"

"That's 5 drawers. And the plastic material is good"

"So the price is right, can not be shaken" said the sipembeli earlier

"No Ma'am" he replied softly, not as usual joking with the Customer

Suaib as his assistant, also grieved to see his boss was not as excited as usual

Suddenly Mr. Raden stood up "Eb, guard the shop. I'm not feeling well"

"Continue, where are you going?"

"Go home" Then Mr. Raden got in the car

"Yourself, Sir?"

Tin

Mr. Raden glared through the window of the steering wheel "Yes. I myself. You go home ngojek, yes. Titip shop"

"The ready sir"

There's a little worry. Then, Soaib went back in his ketokonya and sat in the cashier's seat

-

Mr. Raden is confused. It was like picking up Nara. But he did not want to argue anymore with his mother, Vinda

Mr. Raden stopped for a moment in the alley of his house. Long time patted his car "Jam this way, Nara must still be in the campus"

While at Winda's house

Suture will not concentrate. He stopped turning off the engine while daydreaming about the meter that hung on his neck "What, the Raden was angry, yes, same me. Young Raden is a bitch. Once old, ahhhkk... Must be a bitch"

Suddenly the B-cloth stopped in front of his house

4 Adults got out of the car

Winda's out. He has not known who came to his house during the day

He forgot the face of God. Maybe because yesterday saw at night, and now at noon

"Srrrr... Win" The tall middle-aged woman burst into Vinda's embrace "How are you, Win"

They untied the hugs

Winda looked up "Pit. Pitri, yes"

Bu Fitri smiled "Yes Win. It's me, Pitri"

They embrace back

"Where am I, Win?"

"Ma" Protests the Gods

"Shut up!! It's an old man's business. Besan's business"

Suddenly

"Assalamualaikum" A beautiful girl came into the house

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