THAT WOMAN IS MY SON'S MOTHER
The Part 111
"You asked to buy chicken porridge using a puzzle" murmured Sebastian while smiling to see the wife who was waiting in line.
Mutia was waiting for a long time. Sebastian has followed.
"Have you been a long time?" Sebastian approaching.
Many eyes looked towards them. Until Mutia's turn came.
"Mrs Mutia, her mother with the Sky. How are you, madam? Long time no stop by here?" greet the fathers of chicken porridge sellers.
"Thank God the good news Mr. Sarmin. Orders as usual" said Mutia.
"The chicken was shrunk so small, right? Do not use fried soybeans" added Pak Sarmin.
Mutia smiled in response. "My father still remembers my habits.he.he..."
"Madam, is this the number reduced or what?" ask Mr. Sarmin.
"Disamain aja pak" pinta Mutia.
"But I heard there has been reduced by the inhabitants" said Mr. Sarmin.
"Oh yeah, when sir?" curious Mutia.
"It was also only a few days ago madam" explained the porridge seller.
"Have you been here often, baby?" sebastian whispered curious to see the wife who is familiar with the porridge seller called Mr. Sarmin.
"Hhhmmmm" Mutia said.
"Den Sky don't come with madam?" ask Mr. Sarmin with his hands still moving to prepare chicken porridge.
"He is now gedhe sir, already in school" added Mutia.
"Keep the handsome master who stood behind the madam? Mothers who queue their eyes no one blinks" joked Mr. Sarmin.
"Oh yes sir, this is my husband. The husband I just found after leaving for five fasts five times eid he.he.." Mutia replied with a joke as well.
"Ah Madam can do it" Mr. Sarmin put chicken porridge into a large plastic bag.
Mr. Sarmin looked at Sebastian. "The lady really didn't choose wrong. Besides being handsome, it seems like this master is also rich" continued Mr. Sarmin.
"But remember sir, being rich is not a guarantee of happiness" Mutia chimed in.
"Well, that's the lady" The large bag of porridge was handed over to Mutia by Sarmin. But Sebastian quickly snatched to bring.
Mutia handed ten pieces of fiber money to Mr. Sarmin as usual.
"Thank you madam, I wish you good fortune, your family is happy" said Mr. Sarmin.
"Take care of Mr. Sarmin. We say yes" Mutia stepped out of the porridge seller, followed by Sebastian carrying the chicken porridge.
Sebastian goes back to running the car and Mutia sits next to him.
"Buy a lot of porridge dear?" Sebastian is curious.
"He.he.ada dech" Mutia again took a guess.
"Kok looks like you're very familiar with the seller" Sebastian looked at and began to look possessive.
"Oh sir Sarmin? He was my subscription starting from the era of cravings Sky first. Even if I do not have money, so cold porridge porridge Pak Sarmin did not hesitate to give me chicken porridge for bonus reasons because I often buy. Though I knew it was just a way for me to accept the giving of chicken porridge from him" Mutia chuckled to tell me when her times were hard.
"The other question remains unanswered" Sebastian turned to his wife.
"Which one?"
"So, buy that much chicken porridge?" Sebastian repeated the question.
"Patience, soon you will also know dear" Mutia revealed a beautiful smile to her husband.
"The front red light is we turn left, the first alley we enter" explained Mutia.
"Where are you taking me?"
"Ish, don't get a lot of dech yank. Will soon also know" between Mutia.
"Yes.iya.iya.I am silent no longer nanya" Sebastian said. Mutia just laughed in response.
Sebastian focused on driving. I seem to know this area. Not that this is what I passed when I started eating cotton candy a few days ago. Think Sebastian.
Loh, this is not the road that was visited by Mr. Supranoto. Inner Sebastian.
He was still silent, not asking his wife again.
"Old building on the right. We stop there baby" Mutia pinta.
"Well??"
"Let's go in, you'll know" Mutia held the husband's arm.
"Hello Mutia, long time no come?" greet Sarah from the room.
"Sorry sister Sarah, I've been busy lately" Mutia replied.
"Oh yes brother, this is my husband. He's daddy Sky you know" mutia whispered.
"Wow, you've finally found it" a twinkle of happiness was seen in Sarah's eyes seeing that Mutia was now married to the right person.
"Opa-opa and Oma-oma where are you?" ask Mutia.
"Obviously, they all get together in the backyard" Sarah explains.
Sarah was in charge of the house and was assisted by four people for cooking and cleaning.
Mutia was a regular donor there. Private nursing homes that rely solely on donations from good people like Mutia.
Turns out I don't know my wife's good person yet, Sebastian's inner self.
Mutia steps in with Sebastian following Sarah's steps.
"Are they really at the gathering, have they eaten all?" ask Mutia to Sarah. There are a lot of old people out there who are senile. Many do not even know their family members anymore.
"Sister, I had chicken porridge with Sarmin. Ntar just share the afternoon meal" said Mutia.
"Darling, you can open the car door, right?" pinta Mutia's. Sebastian went to take the chicken porridge that his wife had bought earlier.
"Sister, where is my handsome Opa?" tanya Mutia giggled at the thought of her favorite opa.
"Yukkk we go there, to his room.semenjak you long time not here, Opa mu rarely out of the room" said sister Sarah.
"Huh, really?" tanya doesn't believe Mutia.
"Yes right. A few days ago, his family came. But your Opa still doesn't want to see him" Sarah added.
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While Sebastian who finished taking the porridge looking for the whereabouts of the wife.
"Well, where was my wife here?" sebastian asks the madam who helped him bring the chicken porridge.
"Oh, Miss Mutia? Usually Madame Mutia if it comes here must be to the room that is the master to meet her beloved Opa" pointed her towards a room.
"Can I go there?" ask Sebastian.
"Please sir, I'll excuse you first" the home step down from in front of Sebastian.
Sebastian stepped towards the designated room earlier.
As he was about to enter, Sebastian heard the chatter of Mutia, Sarah and also the voice of a man who seemed to be old.
Sebastian knocks on the door and is invited in by Sarah who is already inside.
"Know darling, this is my dear Opa" Mutia introduced the old man sitting next to the wife.
"Sebastian Opa, her husband Mutia" said Sebastian.
The old man stared intently at Sebastian.
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