Queen My Heart's

Chapters. 229

"Thank God thank you very much Son, Emre did not choose the wrong wife and Oma happy you are willing" said Oma Ella gratefully.

Rimah is more enthusiastic about living her days with gratitude and happiness because she is spoiled by Emier and her family. Even the rules that have existed and their descendants lived and obeyed have been removed and will never be made or executed as before that only make and leave a cry of sorrow profound only.

Uncle Husain and his children have also often visited the palace of Oma Ella even though they used to ride through the house alone they will think long first.

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The Emir took a sip of his drink with great pleasure and said, "Uncle! Surely know who my real mother is, I beg you uncle to explain about her in front of me now," asked Emier who was very hopeful.

The Emir was eager to find out about who his mother was. They chatted while they were sitting quietly in the afternoon under spruce and pine trees accompanied by a cup of Turkish coffee with traditional Indonesian cakes.

Uncle Hussein did not immediately answer questions from his nephew as if thinking for a moment to start telling a story from where. Uncle Hussein slowly but surely inhaled the aroma of coffee and enjoyed it with reverence and full of appreciation.

Uncle Hussein stared at the fir tree with pine waving each other that sometimes the leaves fall in the wind that blows.

Mr. Husein began to open his voice, "Your mother is a kind woman, jovial and likes to help others but your mother is not indigenous but native Indonesian. At first your beliefs and beliefs were different from him but, because of his habit of seeing us so that he got guidance and volunteered to follow the teachings that we believe," he said Mr. Husein.

He paused for a moment and looked at the tree surrounding the garden.

Mr. Husein cleared his throat before resuming his talk," even before we were as faithful as we were very curious as to why and he replied because I love your faith that loves peace and in your faith there is no such thing as a caste and a certain class of majority or minority, the intensity of their meeting which can be spelled out every day so that love grows and they decide to be in a relationship, although secretly short story finally they decided to get married, if you want to know more and get to know Mami you come to this address," jrlasnuy Pak Hussein while presenting a photo and a piece of paper containing the address of his mother Emier was all along.

"Will Oma not be angry if I look for Uncle Mami? I'm afraid Oma is offended and makes Oma angry." Tampiknya Emir who is still at home looking at the fallen leaves without a single look away.

"God willing Oma will understand your situation, if necessary ask directly to Oma so that you can also step in to decide and know what you have to do," he replied Uncle Husein again.

The Emir was silent and confirmed the words of Uncle Hussein, "Oma allow it or not I will still look for Mami whatever happens later," Emier concluded.

"The decision is in your hands, son" said Uncle Husein.

Mr. Hussein then stood up then who moved from his seat then patted his nephew Emier on the shoulder with a smile.

"Oma's in Uncle's room?" emier asked Uncle Saliem who happened to have just come from his room, Big Madam Oma Ella.

"Oma was inside her room and it seemed like Oma was playing with the Young Master's children," Uncle Salim replied with a lowered face.

"There are still many Uncles" said the Emir then ran into Oma Ella's room which was still a few meters from where she now stands.

Uncle Salim is the butler of Oma Ella's family who worked before Emre was born. The cheerful laughter from the sound of Emier's son made the atmosphere of Oma's room become crowded. Oma was unceasingly laughing at the funny mannerisms of her two great-grandchildren.

Mrs Ella was very grateful because thanks to the presence of her great-grandson, the days of Oma Ella were more colorful and meaningful. Oma Ella instead wants to live longer and wants to see and accompany the growth and development of Emir children to adulthood.

The hope and prayer of a great-grandmother who wants to live longer for her great-grandmother. Emre smiled happily because Oma Ella could mingle with her mother-in-law, even yesterday ifa Ella learned to cook Indonesian food.

And that made a scene all over the house when her grandmother Zeya cooked a stir-fry vegetable. Because curious about the taste of the typical cuisine that there is only Indonesian ifi.

His grandmother Zeya has not explained to them, they are competing to try the food, especially jengkol. At first they like the characteristics but when there is someone who wants to urinate, the person is surprised and does not understand what is happening.

"God smells what it's like to vomit" said maid A, who covered her nose.

Uncle Salim slightly made also shocked by what happened to them. They continued to complain because suddenly they smelled a very pungent smell from inside the mouth of Mr. Samil. All those who were there immediately wanted to vomit just smelled their own bad breath.

"God smells like wuek wuek, haven't you brushed your teeth yet?" mina asked as she continued to close her nose.

"I'm sorry I wanted to say this but you guys just tried the food without asking before" she said. Ms. Mirah.

"Newly this time I ate food that made everyone want to vomit, the beginning of the meal was good but after eating God willing," said Mr. Samil who regretted what he did.

All immediately cleaned themselves each of them even brush their teeth repeatedly but the pungent odor that smelled from their mouths had not stopped as well until the next day.