
"how can I be friends with my mother, I'm just a regular employee while the mother is a mistress.Our caste is different Mom" asked Mona with her head lowered.
"why, would it hurt if I became friends with you? not everything can be measured by degrees, we are all the same in the eyes of God so for me we are free to be friends with anyone while it does not make us far from the creator" rita answered, greeted with a smile by Mona.
"well then, thank you very much Mom already wants to be friends with me. I am grateful to be friends with people as good as mother" he replied which immediately made Rita chuckle small.
"already ah mbak relax, do not call me mother dong mbak. I am younger than mbak, I just call it mbak time mbak call me mother. the impression I am so old so loh" rita's words made the two chuckle together.
"at the end of what I have to call again Mom, I can't possibly call it just by the name of the impression I'm not polite Mom" he replied with a small smile that still continued cleaning Rita's toenails.
"yes well, but only when you work if we go together again can not call me mother. later people think I'm stepmother mbak again" rita's reply made Mona chuckle.
"mother can, this oiyaa already want to be finished. does her foot want to be given by mek ma'am?" ask Mona to Rita.
"maybe, but what color is it?" rita's asking makes Mona think again.
"i'm matching with the dress that you will wear later. Mom will wear a gold color dress, combined with high hils silver color so maybe this fits Mum" mona said she picked up a soft pink to wear on Rita's toenails.
"good color, but does it fit?" ask Rita who seems so doubtful.
"insyaallah fits Mom, even if I think it's good because the color is not too striking Mom, so it seems suitable to be combined with any color you wear" replied Mona who immediately got a nod of the head from Rita.
"you're so fine, but before I ask you to call Bu Surti yes who was here was also carrying keena who sleeps rich gini" rita said that was immediately answered by a nod of the head by Mona who slightly chuckled at Rita's behavior.
Mona also stepped foot calling bi Surti who was in the guest room with him other people he did not know.
"excuse me, sorry sir, ma'am. Bu Surti was called by Bu Rita" Mona said with her head bowed.
"yes well, you first yes I will go there with the two of them" said bi Surti staring alternately at the two middle-aged people.
"well ma'am" without wanting to ask a lot again Mona was back to doing her duties in the salon-style room.
"eehhh where's Miss Murtinya mbak?" rita asked when she saw Mona enter the room alone.
"sorry Mom, it seems like there are guests. So I was told to come back here first" he replied politely and immediately put the nail on Rita's foot.
tock,,,tok,tok
"get in" said Rita who immediately told the person who knocked on the door.
"ibuuuuuuu, pataaakkkk" cried Rita who saw the arrival of her parents together with bi Surti in the room.
"assalamualaikum son, how did you escape?" ask Rita's mother who immediately approached Rita who was still unmoved from her seat.
"of course we are also good son, oalaaahh my grandson sleep.here let the same mbak uti and also mbah akung ya" said the mother took over keena into her sling.
"Alhamdulillah Ma'am, I told Mona to call bi Surti because it was achy carrying keena who slept Bu" said Rita made the three chuckle.
"you have continued to let me be the same mother, you will be the family who will be the star. mother, Bu Surti and father are very easy, will not Mom?" said Rita's mother on bi Surti who immediately answered a nod of the head by bi Surti.
"yes, right son Rita, it's comfortable here to be the same for us. After all, the stock of breast milk is still there, just because they don't want to mimic from the dot" bi Surti's reply made Rita nod her head.
"you are so bi, thank you, Mr. Ma'am, but if you are tired you just rest, after all it's also sleep" said Rita who was immediately embraced by his parents.
"iyaaiyaa calm down if that's loh wes lah let us take care of our grandchildren" replied the father with a sewot tone to make me chuckle a little.
"you have come out first, son," said bi Surti who was immediately embraced by Rita.
"iyaa Bu, oiyaa please sayin bi Lastri or bi Lasmi ya Bu ask for help bring drinks and also snacks of this room and also the guest room which is made in Bayu mas" said Rita who immediately got a nod of the head from bi Surti.
"iyaa nak" replied the middle-aged woman briefly. The third went out of the room with keena who was still in the sling Mbah utinya.
"funny mom if parents are still complete, grandchildren new parents mother one huh?" ask Mona to Rita.
"yes, it is only one because I am alone and do not have a brother" Rita replied with a smile.
"oalah pantesan, his only grandson, looks very affectionate Mbah uti same mbah akunnya" replied Mona with a smile.
"iyaa Alhamdulillah mbak, in fact my sister had but died in the womb said mother. because mother had an accident, the mother had, so the mother's womb was lifted and finally there was only my mother's son and also the father" Rita replied briefly to Mona's surprise.
"innalillahi, sorry ma'am I don't know" replied Mona who immediately made Rita smile and nodded her head.
"iyaa gapapa mbak, anyways it is the will that power mbak" replied Rita with a small chuckle.
"iyaa is right mom, but lucky mom can still make the mother's family happy especially both parents can still feel having grandchildren from her own biological children, until this moment even after eight years of marriage I have not been able to give children to them Ma'am" Mona replied in a raucous tone.
"no matter what, God will definitely replace it with many times, in fact when you do not have children but do not have a job, fortune is not only a good friend can be our fortune given by God" replied Rita in a wise tone.
"iyaa Bu, Alhamdulillah can tell a little story with mother to make this heart a little quieter" said Mona who was immediately greeted by laughter by Rita.
"what the heck mbak, can be mbak tuh." replied Rita with a little misbehavior makes Mona chuckle at Rita's behavior.
"honey"......
seriate......