Surviving Although Difficult
Chapter 14: the return of aksan sir
Tok..tok..dok?
"Assalamu'alaikum.fr?"
There was a sound of knocking and greetings from outside, I immediately opened the door to show the man who must be the father of mas tiyas.
"Milkurall?" answer me when the door opens.
I immediately grabbed his hand and kissed him in reverence.
"dad how are you?" ask me to let him in.
"yes as you can see my father is old and I hope to be able to hold a grandchild soon," obviously my father did not fit my question, but what I asked him was his health, this is even the plot to the grandchildren of all.
"god willing, may your father's wishes be answered by God" I said still be polite because after all he was still the parent of my future husband.
"where are you and the others, son, why is this house so quiet as a graveyard?"
"it's still morning well of course the others are still on the bangkong," said the mother emerged from the kitchen carrying the father's favorite black coffee.
"hade.how will our generation continue if they are not in siplin so,! Quick mom wake them up, do they not miss the same father, why they still sleep at this hour and do not welcome the arrival of father."
After putting the coffee the mother approached her three children's room to wake up, while I went to the kitchen and completed the mother's work.
After a few seconds the three different human genres had already walked towards the living room like zombies.
How not to even walk while asleep and guided by the mother, while mas tiyas and zean look stiff with his appearance all black.
"morning huh?" greet the three of them and kiss the hand of the father in turn.
"early morning, too,?" greet dad is no less warm.
"what did you bring from Jakarta?" tanya sela still looks sleepy and immediately sits next to father.
"as you can see, I just carry myself and nothing else." replied the father immediately made a sullen pause until he laughed.
"hahaha.dad's son why pout gini, you also do not order what to bring"
The distance between the kitchen and the living room was only limited to the wall so I heard very clearly their conversation even though I was in the kitchen room.
"what should I ask you first if you want to buy something?" whinek interrupted annoyed.
"iya dong dear, later if you buy it without you asking it to be redundant if you don't like it,"
"where is my job in Jakarta? Is there a development" asked mas tiyas mediate father and sister.
"Thank God, everything is going well, and I never thought if my son could lead such a large company to be able to have branches in various countries" said the father sounded happy to mas tiyas.
The deg?
"if mas tiyas a successful businessman then why did he come to apply for nirma only using public transportation, even if he wanted to he could ride a luxury car and of course nirma and bude would not refuse his application, but why did he even come like a man who didn't have." My inner heart heard their talk
I teed up what I was thinking and passed into the living room carrying a du coffee for tiyas and zean mas and two teas for mom and sela.
I put them one by one in front of them and wanted to go back to the kitchen, but Dad held me back.
"what is it?" I asked to see you block my hand.
"sit down, is there anything we want to tell you?" said dad looks very serious.
I chose to sit beside my mother and beside me there was also a mas tiyas.
"what do you want to explain why you look so uptight?" ask me after I sit in the middle of them.
"this is about where we live? actually our residence is not in this village, but our residence in Jakarta, we all hope that after you get married with tiyas you will come with us to Jakarta?" saying dad again really made me shut up.
"yes dear mother also hope you are not angry because we were not honest from the beginning and let you live in a rundown house like this" said the mother along chimed in father's speech.
I can't answer and there's still a lot going on in my mind.
"mba lis replied mom and dad, mba want to come to Jakarta? Sela will be happy if mba lis wants me"
"certain,! mba must have come, is not the duty of the wife to follow wherever her husband will go," I replied making father and mother breathe a sigh of relief with my approval.
"alright if mba lis has agreed, the day after we leave immediately after the day after the handicap kobul," explained zean to open the vote,
"ish.why workers once what you will also propose to your lover so can not stay a few more days, kasian mba you must also want to pay first with his family." said father disagrees with zean's proposal.
"it's okay well, the day after we leave, no one will want to pay with me anyway, they've asked me to leave so what's the point of me meeting them."
My words agree with zean's proposal.
"do not you have to meet them before leaving later, after all there is still a pact that cares about you."
Now mas tiyas also proposed me to meet a family that does not have the tattoo, it feels lazy if you have to hear the insinuations for satire that will certainly be thrown by Bude.
"about pakde enough on the phone, I really do not want to go there again, do not let my arrival there will actually trigger insults for you,"
"yes already, I also do not want to force, the day after we also immediately set off as in the words of zean." explained mas tiyas a little review smile.
"What's wrong with her, why is she suddenly smiling, is she planning something," my mind scoured her face with a jaw that looked very sturdy.
"don't look at me like that, if you like it can be a long affair" said mas tiyas again accompanied by another laugh.
"is?.what the fuck,!" I answered running into the kitchen in shame, while in the living room the sound of laughter broke out instantly as I saw my face blushing like a boiled crab.
"what's wrong with that thousand-door refrigerator, why is it that it's just that, usually frozen like a chunk of iceberg, '" I murmured after being in the kitchen.
There was a boisterous sound in joking with each other, while I tried to keep myself busy so as not to constantly think about the iceberg.
