Suddenly Rich

Eating Peanut Paste And Peda Fish

After the stalls they gathered again at the house join with the fathers and bocil bocil.

Ola sat on the carpet next to her husband watching her son coloring.

"what kind of coloring is the picture?" ola said to her son.

"itan's patch" Dal Mi replied.

"gambal walnai tuda branch" replied Daniel

They lay face down on the carpet coloring pictures of fish and horses seriously.

"wah sinternya mommy's son" said Ola again while leaning on her husband's shoulder and her hands twitching spoiled in her husband's arms.

"what did you buy from the stall?" helmi.

"buy salted fish, eggs and seasonings" replied Ola.

"long time mas have not eaten salted fish, the last time in the villa was still Junior High" said Helmi.

"so long ago mas, I last time in a boutique before getting married to a mas. The Mila fried the salted fish until the smell filled all the rooms but it was delicious" Ola said.

"yes it is delicious, but the smell is durable: said Helmi.

"yes really, especially if you eat with pete or jengkol beuh smells bad but delicious" said Ola.

"do you like pete and jengkol baby?" ask Helmi.

"it's a real joy, but since marriage with you I've never eaten it again" Ola replied.

"hadeh really stinks peute and jengkol it's a pity, ko you like it anyway" said Helmi imagined it had just closed his nose.

"mas hasn't tried yet? If you have tried to be addicted, eat peute or jengkol dengsn sauteed squid mantul very mas" said Ola.

"ewlaw... I've never tried and don't want to try to smell bad" replied Helmi as she stuck out her tongue like a nauseous person.

"forgive me the basic city people, lebay very mas.fortunately I love" said Ola while kissing her husband's cheek.

"don't go fishing, there are still many people" Helmi said, blinking her eyes.

"what the hell is mas?" ola said as she pinched her husband's hand.

Art bu Eem brought two dishes of bakwan and put them on the table, snak-ansk nanny Ola brought coffee for the parents and milk for her foster children.

Bakwan is still hot suitable for coffee, aoalagi if the weather is cold again

"take the plate here and put it on the carpet, coffee two and the knife" Ola said because she and her husband were still sitting on the carpet watching their children.

"yes, madam" replied the art while putting a plate of bakwan and tisue in front of Ola, another one put two cups of coffee in front of his master.

"thank you" said Ola.

"same mistress, excuse me" said the art and the whistleblower and they went straight to the kitchen

Ola nods to the art, they eat bakwan and coffee together as a lunch.

At twelve noon Ola and Helmi put her children to sleep with them, Madam Sri and Mr. Hartono were also resting in the guest room.

Soon the art lunches and Eem's mom is busy cooking for lunch, they cook red and white rice, the side dishes make village fried chicken, eggplant and eggplant belado, stir fry squid chili ijo and fry the last peda fish make stir-fry kale and sambel long beans.

At two o'clock in the afternoon they had gathered at the dinner table for lunch, they were enjoying the village dish very much but it fit on their tongues.

"sambel beans and fried rice are very suitable, delicious duh so add rice" said Ola.

"let's eat a lot, deliberately make it not too spicy according to your taste" said Eem.

"iya bu is very delicious let alone this in eating it with pureed red rice duh very delicious, Ola has long not eaten this" said Ola while continuing to ngunyah.

"if you like why not ask to make art, it's also in the city a lot of long beans dear" said Helmi he also participated in eating a lot because the pleasure is different from in restaurants or chef dishes even though it is delicious and expensive but the pleasure is different because it is hungry again maybe.

"yes mas, but kakau long beans have entered the market and continue to enter the refrigerator taste will not be the same as that directly in the pick and in the consumption of that time as well. If it has long been tasted bland if it is made sambel, the pokonya feels different like mas" replied Ola.

"ooh yes, yes have asked the gardener to plant long beans in the backyard, so if you want to stay pickled and immediately make sambel" said Helmi.

"good idea mas, try later tell the same gardener to plant vegetables in the back garden, it's a pity that the garden is spacious only in planting grass and flowers only. Later mix vegetables and toga plants, so the atmosphere is similar to in the village ya mas" said Ola.

"dear, I'll tell you" replied Helmi.

They continued to eat until it was finished, the brown rice until the nyisa ludes only white rice. The art tidied the dining table and cleaned it, and the employers moved into the living room continuing the chatter around the backyard of the mansion.

At four in the afternoon Ola said goodbye to his father's mother to return to the villa, because tomorrow morning would return to Jakarta with a morning flight to catch the meeting time at ten in the afternoon.

"bu Ola comes home first yes, tomorrow at four in the morning to the airport because the flight is seven in the morning" Ola said.

"yes son, smoga survived until the goal of healthy always, long life, smooth everything" replied Ms. Eem.

"amen" answered Ola.

After saying goodbye they returned to the plantation villa...

When Ola was walking to meet again with mothers who had asked for saweran this morning, they were gathering at the snacking post while gossiping.

"eh, son Ola, where are you going this afternoon?" some of those mothers said.

"want to go back to villa ma'am" Ola replied

"why don't you stay here, son, haven't you been back here for years?" said one mother.

"it's not like we didn't miss Ola's parents, but we'll be back in Jakarta tomorrow morning because it's a busy Monday for us" Ola replied.

"oh so yes son, indeed if you have a company can not relax like us yes, morning gossip afternoon gossip dapetnya sin doang. Lah busy businessmen dapet cuan that much so we asked in sawer again neng, there was nothing yet" said a mother.

"sorry, I don't use an envelope, just like that" Ola said, issuing a 100k note and sharing two sheets each.

"thank you, the treasure is quickly replaced by a god who multiplied.sorry yes neng, I used to love neng neng mother very sinful to you" said bu Icah who used to often say Ola virgin old and poor, now who in despicable turned out to be a millionaire dalan including the ten richest in the country.

"yes it's okay, excuse us to go home, you're afraid of the korean" Ola said again.

"yes please, thanks again. Success is always and happily always for Ola" said the mother, they bowed respectfully to Ola's entourage.

After a few minutes they arrived at the villa and everyone immediately took a bath, finished their baths gathered again in the living room.

"what's she cooking for dinner now?" art said to madam Sri Rahayu.

"bak, ded what's dinner? Mommy isn't eating dinner ah still full, and you want to eat aoa?" madam Sri said she asked her husband and daughter.

"daddy is still full mom" replied Mr. Hartono.

"Helmi is also still full mom" replied Helmi.

"let alone Ola eat a lot until the above because of the peda fish and pea pengkok long" Ola replied chuckling.

"yes, the cooking for you is up to cook what mbak, because we are still full like our dinner fruits aja mbak" said madam Sri to the art.

"well madam, I'll wash the fruits first. Excuse me" the art said as he returned to the kitchen, ten minutes later he returned with his fruits and mwnaruhnya at the deoan desk of his master.