
Naura POV
"karna Naura heard herself, so she called someone and planned something" I replied as we were at the dinner table discussing something about the new art brought by the pity.
"hust you can't suuzhon so much as other people nau, let alone them all our new art. besides I don't think everything is good kok nau, nothing strange" rita's reply made me stare unwelcomely at my sister-in-law.
mbak Rita always thinks well and never be wary of others, even though I heard the art itself plans something for mbak Rita and also mas Bayu.
"i'm not suuzhon mbak, but I heard it myself and it was straight from the lips of one of the new art mbak. mbak mah always so if I tell you, I tell you, mbak always thinks well of people until he forgets to be vigilant" I replied with a little annoyed at mbak Rita who always behaved like that.
"not so nau, mbak just remind. if what you hear is true like that means we need to be careful, thank you already remember mbak. eemm how if we ask Bayu mas to install cctv in this house, there is no cctv at home, right Bu?" ask Rita to Surti's mother.
"it looks like there is no son, because after the aunt at that time was removed the same husband Bu Sandra" replied Surti's mother made Mbak Rita nod her head.
"well, we can monitor through the cctv nau" replied Rita casually.
"wake up no matter what, the cctv is not possible we monitor every time.yes no ma'am?" I said to Surti's mother who was silent.
"continue mbak must how nau, not maybe also mbak rumain them. kasian lah nau" answered mbak Rita who I immediately greeted with a headband.
"yes, I didn't ask you to go home. Here you go, man, I'll take some of those art people to come with me at the father's house including the art that has a bad plan so that this house is safe. later for a while let the mother here aja, deh, gapapa itung-it as a substitute for the art I took. gapapa right Mom?" I asked bi Surti who was immediately greeted by a nod of his head.
"yes, it may be so, anyway let the mother also tell what their duties are in the future and can monitor the art. mbak kan not possible because mbak have to breastfeed keena when in the room" answer Rita who immediately approved my words.
"yasudah if it's already a fix that is yes mbak, so there are no more household dramas" said I make mbak Rita pursed lips.
"his name is also the household nak Naura, there must be a spice to perfect it. like food definitely needs seasoning, right?" replied Surti's mother who was also taken by mbak rita.
"that's right, Mom, later if you've been married, you'll also definitely feel what it's like to be married, so now you learn to be a housewife, by washing your own dishes" replied Rita pointed at the plate in front of me.
"that's why mbak, right at home art, let's just be those who clean up. my time, how the mbak" I replied with a sewot.
"loh said to want to learn to be a good housewife, how did you nau. already there wash the dishes continue to take a nap mbak also want to take a nap ah same keena abis eat this fruit" rita's words made me pursed my lips.
by being forced to follow Rita's willingness to wash my own used dishes, I also brought the dishes to the kitchen then I soap with a new clean I rinse.
"so dong, if you are told to recite" said mbak Rita mocking, I did not pay attention.I also took the fruit that has been cut mbak Rita then spent it with a moment.
I also stepped into the room without caring about Rita's gaze with a small laugh coming out of Surti's mother's mouth.
after arriving at the room, I rushed to call my three friends who I had no time to meet while on campus earlier.
"hi guys, are you guys still on campus?" I ask for all three.
"iyaa is still, again dikantin.you are not looking at it, even already home again" replied Salma.
"iyaa abis I bete because this morning I so bullied the same kating, nyebelin really no" I replied with pursed lips.
"yes gapapa nau time, anyways it is just entertainment not really. rich time is just entered into the heart of the you" said Nana who is also embraced by early and also Salma.
"no si, but I'm ashamed na. you imagine that I was taken by a college campus for making a love letter to the man, I should be loved as the woman of my time who loves" my answer was to shut my mouth at the words that made my three friends laugh.
"nah nah nah well if you also ngarep, right? after all the kating that you gave the letter was quite good as well loh nau, yaa quite good if for spec gebetan before there is a handsome spec god" an early reply made Nana and Salma chuckle.
"aaahh know ah, I'm calling you because you want to tell me the day after tomorrow I already want to move from the Bayu mas house.you want to be with me know to go to my parents' own heritage house?" I asked the three people who shook their heads.
"yes together nau, we don't anyone know your house so how will we feel. is it na, Din?" answer Salma who was immediately embraced by early and also Nana.
"iyaa know nih Naura is strange, you have never invited us to your old house.is it na?" an early answer that was immediately embraced by Nana.
"yesa really what the word early and also Salma nau, the day after tomorrow we will go to the house mbak Rita used to continue moving with you" replied Nana who was immediately embraced by others.
"well then, don't you have much stuff? if many later let all of you be transported, so I rent a pickup car that" I asked the three.
"i'm the one who doesn't, at most the same clothes two pairs of shoes.yes enough later entered the suitcase, do not know if Salma or early" answered Nana looking at the early and also Salma.
"i don't know either, at most just as rich Nana. anyway will be at home you room is complete, is it nau?" ask early which I directly ajaab with a nod of the head.
"iyaaaa, yaudah if you bring what you need to bring" I replied making the three nod their heads.
after that I ended the phone and began to lay down my body that felt quite tired, while waiting for sleepy I also opened my favorite novel application that I have been reading. oiyaa I also learned to write in one of the novel applications, yes try my luck si. hopefully my brain is mediocre to make a story that is interesting to the reader.
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