Ngumbara Love

Kampung Kembang

It could be that people complain to the father," Rossi ngedumel himself while holding his stomach which is still a little pain. A few times sneezing too. "Either what mistake I made oh my God why every month comes to the flu. Good thing only three days if the month comes try if it is like a person who said up to seven days," gritted again while changing the sheets.

His mother who had seen his daughter's behavior was shaking her head. "So that girl, you have a lot to learn to be patient! Don't grumble a little and get angry" put the cup on the table and approached his daughter who was already sitting on the bed. Apparently the princess had finished berberes.

"Next a nyebelin, ma'am!"  spoiled Rossi hugged his mother tightly.

"It's not usually you're the same guy! unclear urination. And first met even directly invited home. Is this mother's son okay hemmh?" stroking his son's cheek, Rossi hugged and put his head on his mother's shoulder.

"I'm fine, ma'am. Why is a mother like that?" Rossi pouted in his mother's eyes and put his head back on as it was.

"You're an adult, son. It was only natural to experience being attracted by the opposite sex, her mother smilingly lowered her head wanting to see her daughter's reaction.

"What's your mom talking about, seh! I just want to have a lot of friends already. Some people are good too."

"Where do you think he's a good person from?" investigate his mother, because after all Rossi will not be able to get along with other people let alone the opposite sex.

"He's not like most men's mothers. He's not easily tempted by women." Rossi smiled to himself, recalling his silly behavior while on the bus. He was also increasingly curious about the figure of Andhra that was so cold.

"What, you've tested it," guessed mother again. Rossi just nodded slowly and told her what he did to Andhra while on the bus.

"Based on a bad boy, you are." Mother pinched her son's cheek slowly. Both of them hugged tightly.

"Mother, is she a good person according, mother!" I don't know why the word was thrown away without being able to brake. Rossi covered his own mouth his cheeks blushed.

"My son, listen to me." Cupping his two cheeks. "We can't judge a person by just one meeting, son. But rest assured on the path of destiny that Allah SWT outlined. Rest assured if indeed he is a match with you, then God will meet you on another occasion and unite you with the path made by Him." Mom now kisses her son's soft forehead. Then held his daughter's hand.

"But, remember, my message, son! Love the person you love appropriately, it could be that he will be the person you hate someday. And hate the person you hate just fine, it could be that he will be the one you love someday." Rossi hugged his mother again tightly.

"Thank you, mom!"  I'm glad to return her daughter's embrace.

"Well, there's this spoiled one again."  Rusdi was leaning against Rossi's door.

"What a seh, Brother!" Rossi turned his lips, but then smiled.

"Have it here, brother!" Rossi patted the bed beside him. Rusdi smiled and approached.

"Did you leave?" rossi asked when her brother was sitting down.

"Already, along with his former candidate." Rusdi laughed after saying that, looking at the look on his sister's face that turned blushing.

"I see there's a lot of flowers on your face." Rusdi is teasing his sister.

"Mother.look at the daughter of the most handsome mother seduces me," said Rossi with his potion.

"Sister, shut up your sister is in love for the first time" she teased.

"Mother...!" Rossi was upset with the actions of his mother and Rusdi who always compact when teasing him.

"Tau like this we sent him there since High School, ma'am. Let's not be a spinster." Rusdi is still getting sucked.

"I'm still young. His teacher was a strange teacher should be first class even in third grade." Rossi pouting. 

"Yes, too! the shape of the body makes people wrong," ledek Rusdi again.

"But it's also good that, otherwise we won't be one class."

"Yes until college is also in difficult because of age," said Rossi chuckled himself.

"But, I'm proud of the same, you deck!" rubbing his sister's head, baby.

"Thank you, dear brother." Pinched his sister's nose. Without them noticing, she wiped her tears a few times.

"Why are you crying?" Rossi held his mother's hand. Rusdi also glanced at his mother.

"If your mother were alive, she would be very proud" said the mother, wiping her tears.

How not to be sad if you see a child who looks cheerful turns out to have a less fortunate fate. Her parents died at the age of five and her aunt has not been found since the plane crash.

"Don't be sad again mother dong, everything has passed. Mother once told me to classify everything even to the point of changing my nickname. But now, I forgot about it." Rossi hugged his mother in a row by Rusdi.

"Don't go along with this stuff." Rossi pushed Rusdi's body behind him.

"The atmosphere again this way is still perfect lu ngusir cave," murmured Rusdi who finally moved the place next to his mother. Rossi stuck out his tongue scoffing.

"Mother don't cry anymore. I am thankful to have this family. Pakde, bude is happiness, me."

"Stop called us that way, Rossi."

"Did mom forget! If you remember that incident again, I'll call you bude." Rossi folded his hands on the chest of the temple.

"Let him, ma'am. Mom's just like me." Rusdi tightened his embrace to mother. Rossi smiled and hugged.

While in the village of Kembang, in front of his house the village head. Two other people of different ages just got off the bike. They walked to the door and said their greetings. The voice of a middle-aged woman answered him.

"Lho nak Andhra, sir Heru please come in." Halima turned and let her guest sit down. Andhra, excuse me for clean. Farid's house is now arguably the largest house in his village. Andhra also has a special room here.

"Where is Farid, Mom?" Andhra met Halimah's mother who was arranging a cake for Heru sir. And for Rahmat, five years ago he died of a heart attack.

"Go to attend walimatul tasmiyah event in Kedung village. Maybe home soon too. This morning we left."

"Pantesan Ma'am. Andhra called from yesterday afternoon not in the same reply, he." Andhra sighed knowing full well he if the village was remote so it was made sure difficult signal.

"I think the car stopped. Maybe they are?" Halimah sharpened her hearing.

"Accayamateur ..!"the sound of a child sounding slurred filled the entire house.

To be continued

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