
After a long heart-to-heart chat, Nilam and Bas agree to postpone their marriage.
Home, is their main goal at this time, which Bas must indeed have before editing Nilam as his wife.
"What is this, Mom?" Nilam confused at the break of their discussion about the dream residence, Bas suddenly thrust an ATM of one of the private banks on him.
"Please hold on, that's the savings I've been collecting lately to marry you."
"Why are you being given to me?" Nilam was still confused, not understanding Baskara's intentions.
"Yes you hold. We want to focus on building our house, first. If this is the mas that brought, afraid of the money instead mas take it continue." kekeh Bas, while playing his atm card.
"Then try to fill it every month. Hopefully in a year, the money will be collected. Enough for our wedding. But if you have a need, this can be taken." continued Bas again.
Nilam was moved and felt afraid, Bas was so trusting of him.
"Honey," called Bas again, when he saw that Nilam was just glued to his hand.
"Why did you give this to me, Mom? Why don't you ask Rahma's aunt to hold it?"
"Mas trust you, baby."
"But it's not good until the family knows. The effect is that I'm too scared of the Bas."
"Lha is real, really. You're my ruler. Never mind ATM, my life is for you to master." said Bas while glancing one eye.
"Ish what the hell, not funny." Nilam murmured. He is still in serious mode, but Baskara teases him instead.
The bus chuckled, "you're too far away she thought, honey. How could his mother know all this? Did we give you the announcement in the paper, about you holding this card? Naw, right? This is my own work, not an inheritance. So no one can disturb. I want to give it to anyone, that's my right." Baskara pushed the card that Nilam had not yet taken.
With a hesitant and slow movement, Nilam took the ATM.
"Ante Lam ...!" Excited the three of them when they just arrived at his grandparents' house.
"Halooo is beautiful and handsome, Ante ...." Nilam welcomed their arrival with a cheerful smile.
"Where are the oyeh-oyeh, Ante?" Tanya Saka who is still lispy, despite her age of four years.
"Yeah, Ante forgot to buy!" Nilam patted his eel pretending to forget.
The boy's face was puffed up with pink lips that suddenly turned red. The son of Nilam's older brother was preparing to cry.
"Pri ...!" From the kitchen, Bu Sukma came closer.
"You know, Seneeeng once made them cry!" Nilam just smiled at the horse hearing his mother's nagging.
The middle-aged woman, grabbed her grandson to carry. Two of his grandchildren followed behind him.
"Don't beat your ante, baby. Grandma's gonna get him."
From where Nilam stood, he faintly heard the mother coaxing her nephew.
"Grandmother has made you goe bean ijo porridge. Eat the porridge first, then it will be divided by-by Ante Lam," said the grandmother of the three grandchildren again.
Nilam went into the room, taking things that he had prepared for his nephew.
This time he bought a box of food and a bottle of water for his nephews, considering that soon the enrollment of new students would begin.