
Mak just came out of his room. In his right hand he carries a large enough bag containing clothes. Dadan who just came out of the room also approached Mak.
"Mom, eta's bag stuffed with naon?", asked Dadan to his Mak.
"Mak want in Bogor and!", said Mak without answering the question that Dadan asked earlier.
Rush Dadan grabbed the bag that Mak was holding.?
"Kunaon Mak's? This is Mak Oge's tea house?", asked Dadan while holding Mak's hand.
"And, Mak was wrong. Imah bener ,Mak has no right to chat when you should have children. My mom is not old enough to take care of everything. You two just settle for two."
At the same time, Imah came out of her room. Imah looked at her astonished in-laws who were in front of the door while carrying a sizable bag.
"Where are you going?", come to her husband and in-laws.
"Mak wants to go back to Bogor, Neng. I'm sorry, if you've made a sprain."
Mak hugs his son-in-law.
"Sir, why go back to Bogor?"
"Wouldn't make you fight every day."
"Mom who should apologise. Can't understand Mak" said Imah.
"No neng. Mak was also in a position. It should be Mak who knows Neng.Mafin Mak ya neng!"
The two hugged each other and apologized.
"Yes, if that's my decision. Dadan anterin to Bogor huh Mak?", bargained Dadan.
"Yes", said Mak briefly.
"And get ready!" said Dadan back to the room to retrieve the car keys.
"Will come, Mommy?" said Imah .
"No need. If you come, Farhan will go home from school, no one at home how?"
Imah. True too, if his son comes home later no one takes care of it.
"Yes already Mak. But be careful, though. Our kabarin continues. Inshallah, we often return to Bogor."
"Yes. Mak there is also a conversation. There is Salamah who will nemenin Mak stay at his father Dadan's house."
Shortly after, Dadan came out in neat clothes.
Suddenly Imah felt nauseous smelling Dadan's perfume.
Hoek....Hoek....
Imah hurriedly ran to the sink not far from where the three of them stood. Dadan and Mak followed Imah out of anxiety.
"Why neng? Are you sick?", asked Dadan. It pushes Dadan's body.
"Far A, AA perfumes make you nauseous!" says Imah. He returned to spit out his breakfast.
"Yes atuh, Mak take a taxi onlen aja if that's mah. Karunya pamajakan maneh Dan!", said Mak.
"No need to Mak. A Dadan anterin Mak. It only gets in the wind."
"Truly Neng? Are you okay with AA staying?" said Dadan.
"Yes. That's okay. AA does not work, right?", asked Imah.
"No. AA just nganterin Mak aja kok Neng!"
"Yes, she's gone, but she's going home to buy a new perfume. I don't like the smell of AA perfume. "
"Neng, since AA used to wear this perfume you are okay?" said Dadan reassured his wife.
"Udah and, just follow!", pinta Mak.
"Yes Neng. I'll buy what Neng wants."
Let her smile be revealed. The mother and son also said goodbye. Inside Mak's car was unceasingly smiling.
"Well, you're going back to Bogor?" asked Dadan.
"It's rich that the tea neng is pregnant Dan!" said Mak.
"Huh? Getting pregnant? if you vomit it must be pregnant, Mom? At least it only caught the wind once Mak."
"Perhaps even Dan. Try it, later you go home anterin Mak, buyin tuh pregnancy test."
"Hum.iya deh Mak." They both headed to the city of Bogor.
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I sent a picture message to Imah. All the pictures, I sent them. But there were some that stood out and I joined the caption underneath.
'This is in the manufacturing process'
[Assalamualaikum.].
[Guardiansalam]
[Sir, where is it?]
[Cashier drawer. You didn't say you had the talent for pictures. Good you know..!", I praise the work of faith.
[Mbak Di can. That's just a poppie's fad]
[His cry is directed towards Mah. Ma'am has given one of your designs to Mbak Rani. Ma asked to make his shirt. If you do, you will wear it!]
[Huh? the time mbak? Ouh ..imah shamed to know ..] said Imah in a soft voice.
[Why should I be ashamed? This proves that you are able to take care of your mama's relic boutique!] I said give motivation.
[Not yet.].
[Heum.yes, that's it. Eh, how is your problem with Dadan already solved]
[Yes gini is mbak. Back to Bogor]
[Why]
[I don't know, Mak and A Dadan didn't say anything to Imah.]
[But Alhamdulillah, you have made up]
[Yes mba.]
[Yes, I want to bribe Diaz first.]
The phone connection was also cut off. To continue his activities, so do I.
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"Excuse me sir, at the beginning of the month there was a meeting with the members of the board" Julian recalled.
"The beginning of the month? What month is this? April huh? Ah.iya...April!", said Aziz.
"What's the matter sir?", asked Julian who was surprised by the change in his boss' expression.
"Let's fast soon, and soon Jul's birthday will be arranged!"
"Yes pa.Is there anything I need to prepare for my father's wife's birthday?"
"Heum, while not yet Jul."Julian said goodbye to go back to his room. Azi was still thinking about what gifts would be suitable for his wife.
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Damar takes Hayu and Faiz to a contract. The narrow alley made them leave the amber car in front of the alley.
If you live here, the car park is far away, right? Mumbles Damar.
On second thought, Kasian mas Damar is here. His car's in the front alley. Not to mention having to walk first. What if there's an emergency call from the hospital? Inner Hayu.
Faiz held the hands of his parents. Smile along the way to his house.
"Eh, mbak Rahayu. Where is aja from? How many days did it seem?", asked one of the neighbors.
"There's a family event Mom, so I'm staying at my parents' house" Hayu replied with a smile.
"Who is that handsome guy?", asked the neighbor again.
"This..!", said Hayu faltered.
"I am Damar, her husband Stevi.mmkasud I hayu!"
"Owh ..mbak Hayu is married? How are you not news of the same people here? Thank goodness I have a husband. Kirain, Hayu's mother wants to be the second wife of Ustaz Zaki hehehhe.", said the neighbor.
"Astagfirullah."
"Eh, by the way Damar works where? His clothes are neatly rich office people?", asked the other neighbors.
"I'm a doctor at Persada Ma'am hospital!", Damar replied.
"Masyaallah...cool very yes? Great yes mbak Hayu. Her late husband, mas Royan handsome her work teacher. Now. her husband's a doctor. Really lucky?'', one of the neighbors said it with his julid tone.
As if Damar understood.
"One more Mom, Hayu's father is a successful businessman you know.!" said Damar.
"Mas...!", Hayu pulled on her husband's shirt. But damar just glanced.
"Excuse me, our mothers came in first....!"
Hayu and Damar entered their rented house. Hayu did not want Damar to say anything strange again in front of his rented neighbor .