Neighbor Oh Neighbor

Neighbor Oh Neighbor
happy Winda



Me and Andini, sitting in one of the gazebos that pamper the eyes of the view of the expanse of tea gardens.


The food menu we ordered is typical Sundanese menu. Not forgetting we told each other's husbands. To eat here hehe.


After eating we surrounded the tea garden. Ordering a villa. Because tonight, Sunday night Mas Farel decided to burn here.not to forget to also contact Sinta Santi and mother, to enjoy a meal together and barbeque'an.


 The impromptu event was so lively Anak Andini, aged two and a half, was funny - funny whatever we parents said, he followed. The vocabulary is not so clear but can be understood


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Sunday morning we came home because my husband will participate in clean activities in our neighborhood, routine activities every month initiated by the chairman of RT. Staying at home with myself, from the morning my body feels weak and vomit - vomiting.Maybe relapsed, because yesterday a little late to eat.


I just finished eating with my husband's favorite chicken soup vegetable side dish while watching the soap opera. TibA arrived when Rini entered from the front, must have forgotten to close the door. Eh but it could be that Rini deliberately entered without permission, without saying hello even though the door of the house was closed.


“wassalamu'alaikum mbak,” I said when he was by my side


 “eh Winda, sorry to forget to say hello kirain you in the kitchen,” he said without guilt he was sitting next to me berseljor leg, no matter if his legs are good at sight. He was sitting quietly near me.


“ mba what do you want here?” Ask me gently afraid he's on his back eh wrong I mean offended.


“mau watch tv” he said while eating a snack that is in the jar.


“ lah, indeed tv mbak keren” reply me who has started a little annoyed with the behavior minus my neighbor.


“ada, I thought you bought a new tv, I thought, because yesterday I saw your husband bring tv” dus he said as he continued to fill his mouth with snacks that were the rest of the half.with an irritated feeling I took the jar and closed it hard, hard,


“ mba is not empty for me to separate items that are not suitable to use” said with fire, the article if always served well he will not want to go home quickly. My blood pressure can continue to rise if faced with the behavior of neighbors minus it seems. What else now it feels like my body is not careless.


Without guilt, he just smiled and saw my collection of bags and clutches in the display cabinet, fortunately, the closet has been I neat key so that the contents do not miss brought by him.


“ooh not a new tv anyway? Thank goodness you bought new, uh you cooked what I asked dong”


“ I ndak cook mbak, was bought in mbok Nah, vegetable soup one portion is up for breakfast” mbok Nah, widow with two children both still need fees for the school of her children. After her husband returned to the divine lap, she fought the cooked rice side dishes around from house to house, sometimes if it was not finished she would get to Kampung next door.


Very cool yes, want to know about the empty tv dus.


“huuh, even though I have not had breakfast yet, yaudah I want to buy also” and then he got up and headed out of the house.


“ yes sono mbak should if still able to buy do not like to ask for,” mumamku slowly while cleaning the food container and take him to the kitchen to wash it.


“Winda, I ask celeryiii” leaf


Huh just got to the yard in already yelling for celery plants. I am indeed a hobby of growing vegetables and flowers and other ornamental plants, In my yard is quite spacious than I have no activities.but it seems soon my vegetable harvest will be disturbing tone.


 I'd better pick it up right after this, before ,chili, eggplant, mustard tomato etc. Changing hands, I painstakingly brought this beloved plant from the previous house. Gratitude is still growing. Mbak just delicious every day picking my crops . even I myself still love to pick it. Waiting really ready for harvest, even first neighbors.


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I was already in the room feeling that my body had improved a little after clean and getting ready to go to the boutique I just opened.


Sure enough, once in the morning he had come back again for this ask, chili and eggplant


"loh Win your chili on where" asked Mbak Rini.


"I've harvested all the mbak, and it has been brought to Mother's house, this morning the same Mas Farel chili is expensive mbak, good enough to add more sambal in Mother's shop" explained Ku.


Sister Rini, who did not get what she wanted to return home by stomping her feet, I do not care, fortunately she did not realize my clothes were neat just waiting for gr*b to come.


Deliberately early in the morning I have ordered Mas Farel. Bring chili and other vegetables for Mother, because the house eats more and more buyers.


This morning deliberately I have dressed up beautiful and neat because I have to go to the boutique. Sales report. Finally after the boutique hand-shifted to me there were no more people. Which disrupts my boutique business.bwalau this boutique is already large and has its own name for the hard work of my mother-in-law.but he freed me to fill the boutique with more recent and updated goods.


There are some items I made my own that are on display in a mannequin of modern classic clothes that I made. Many socialites and young people love it.


if in the past the boutique mama-in-law only sell clothes among the upper class. Now the boutique that I hold has started selling clothes from the middle class down as well as various accessories and bags. Forgot some skincare that was viral, I provided it in the right corner close to the accessories and bag.


An hour passed, I just arrived at the boutique just got off and entered the boutique room. The latest clothes have been lined up neatly and skincare that has been empty on the shelf. It's being filled in by my employees. Suddenly it felt like my head was spinning. I almost drowned and fell down luckily.


Luna, one of the employees was near me, she held my body and swept me into the study. Put me on the couch.


I was still leaning, my head was throbbing more and more pain. Not only that, it suddenly felt nauseous once, fortunately my body was strong to be taken to walk to the bathroom, in the workroom on the left corner. I walked and vomited again - Vomiting.


Luna, who had just returned to the study room with a glass of warm water and warm tea. I was panicked to see me vomit.


He rubbed my nape, long enough I let out the contents in my stomach. With a swift Luna, give warm tea to me.


"we try to check Yuk into the clinic next door" Luna persuaded.


Yea,,! Karen, I'm a little hard to check.


Because of the body, I feel weak, I can only nod my head.


Gegas Luna, get me back.


Incidentally next to the boutique, there is a General clinic, the clinic is quite large with its general practitioners and specialist doctors.


After Luna got the queue number, number one, I waited in the waiting chair. Luna happily and faithfully accompanied me.


He he is, one of my confidant employees at the boutique.


"Mother Winda,?"Call one of the sisters


"mayo our ma'am, it's been called" Luna asked, she painstakingly swept me back.


It just so happened that the doctor, who was looking after the female doctor.


"what are the complaints?" the doctor asked me kindly and all I know is Olivia, from the name tag I read.


"nausea and dizziness Mom, before I had a history of Magh's disease" she explained.


"we check, first yes buk" explained the beautiful doctor nosed Bangir with a smile that always decorate his tiny lips.


"Yes," I came up with the number helped by the nurse.


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