Romantic Husband (Stupid Sure Met) By Meisy T

Good Plan

Today Ridho invited me to see the condition of the house he told me about yesterday. Turns out it was closer than I thought from my father's house. It wasn't until half an hour that we got there. Yesterday because I was not excited, I did not even ask for the exact position.

The position of the house is strategic. Just a few meters into a large alley. On the left is a small alley. Hose some houses on the right, there is also another keci alley. It was on the side of the road that had been paved, so Ridho must have been facilitated when making a business.

The house that Ridho told me about was still half-finished. The back part I guessed was the kitchen, the outer wall had not been plastered. In the front yard, there are several types of flowers that look unkempt. There's some land behind the house. Not as wide as I expected, but enough to plant two or three grafted trees.

"Where?" ask Ridho. "You likey?"

"Hm .. is good, Mas. How price? mas read in the ad, it can still be bargained he said."

"Yes already. Try to call the owner first."

Ridho also hung the number he had saved. They were talking about a home purchase plan. After making small talk, Ridho decided on a call.

"What's the guy saying, Mas?"

"There's a brother near here. Her place

nitipin locks if anyone wants to see the inside. We're being asked to wait a minute."

"Oohs. It ...."

Shortly after, came the person who meant the owner of the house. A woman riding a motorcycle carrying her baby boy and. He smiled at us as he got out of his vehicle.

"I'm sorry so long. .. My son just woke up earlier."

"Ga papa, Ma'am," I replied.

He walked past us holding his son. I estimated the boy's age at about three years. It's funny for sure. Instantly I remembered the prospective baby that I could not hug.

"Please, Ma'am, Mas. Just look at the condition," said the woman after opening the lock and opening the door.

I who had daydreamed a little stuttered. My eyes are still fixed staring at the toddler in her cradle. Ridho was stunned to look at me. Looks like he caught my hard-to-switch view of the girl.

"Come, let's look inside!" Ridho.

"Yes, Mum."

I took a slow breath before I moved. Trying to cover up the sad feelings that had hit. Ridho hugged my waist as he went inside, perhaps also to calm his wife.

Inside the house there is only one bedroom, living room that integrates with the family room, as well as a small kitchen and bathroom. I guess the one with the house hasn't been married long.

"Where?" riddho asked half a whisper.

"So much to renovate?" I asked back.

"God can."

I nodded faintly. Looks like Ridho can catch the word agree from me. He also seemed to think for a moment.

"Where does the original owner live, Ma'am?" ask Ridho to the woman.

"My brother just got a job out of town. They plan to settle there because it's not far from her in-laws' house."

"Oh that ... how much do they charge, Ma'am?"

"Like the one in the ad, Mas" said the woman, smiling at a glance.

"I mean, how much can it go down? I read it still can nego he said."

"Oohs. I don't know that, Mom. The guy hasn't said anything. Just try to call them directly."

"Alright," replied Ridho as he pulled the device out of his small bag.

Ridho went out to contact the one with the house. I still look around the house in more detail to calculate the right decoration if we so buy it. A few minutes later, Ridho returned. He walked over to me.

"Udah mas take care of. We go home first, yeah. Let's take care of the rest tomorrow" he whispered.

"I'm sorry, ma'am. Tomorrow I come again for other purposes," said Ridho.

"Good, Mas. I will ask my husband to help me. He's home at about four in the afternoon."

"Yes. Thank you." Thank you."

We went out at the same time. I stared once more at the toddler who was running around the courtyard. Her lip cheeks are making me anxious.

"Cute little boy!" I can't stand to comment anymore.

The woman smiled kindly. "Yes. He's very active."

"Lit's a healthy sign," I said.

He chuckles softly. "Take a. His mother gets overwhelmed sometimes.

I laughed at the thought of his mother. Never seen a neighbor who was chasing his very active son. The feeling of longing for the presence of the baby is getting stronger.

"Excuse me, Ma'am!" sahutku.

"Yes, Mommy."

I rode on the motorbike, then looked at the boy for the last time. Ridho clasped my fingers while we were already on the highway. I took a deep breath trying to expel the thought that would make me sad.

"Would you eat first?" bargained for.

"That's all, Mas. I ate it at 1 o'clock. Still full."

Ridho did not reply anymore. We were silent, busy with our own thoughts. Sometimes I look up at the sky that is starting to cloud. Repeatedly beristigfar in the heart so as not to return late and make Ridho worried.

***

After the Magrib prayer, I prepared dinner with my mother. Father and Ridho were still talking in front. My mother asked me to call them.

"Eat first, Sir, Mas!"

"Oh yes," said the Father.

Ridho just nodded, then followed the steps you entered the house. The smell of grilled fish and green chili is quite appetizing. I smiled seeing Ridho eagerly devouring the food on the plate.

After eating, I cleaned the table and washed the used utensils. I asked Mom to follow Dad and Ridho to the family room. Ridho wants to talk about our move.

I vaguely heard their conversation. Ridho told me about the house we saw earlier. I also sat next to Ridho, after finishing business in the kitchen.

"So, if the process goes well tomorrow, it's likely that we'll move there in two or three weeks' time, sir."

"Have the letters been taken care of?" ask Father.

"No, Sir. God willing, tomorrow I take care of the same thing that I have been told."

"That, huh? Be careful when handling letters or fitting payments, must be clear all the process. Ask someone who could be a witness. If the original owner can't be present tomorrow, ask them to make a temporary power of attorney."

"Yes, Sir. Ridho's plan to take a fitting friend there tomorrow."

"really it. Did Ridho tell the parents about your plans?"

"No, Sir. But I talked about this before. God willing, they agreed with our plan. Tomorrow, if there's any certainty, I'll tell Dad."

"Well, if that's it. I wish you all the process well. If you need anything, you'll talk to me."

"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

Me and Mom just quietly listened to the talk of Father and Ridho. My lips curled up a smile at the warmth of our family. Even though I was tucked away in a sense of nelangsa, this atmosphere will soon be felt.