
"Are you ready, baby?" ask Mas Gala when she just got home from work. Well, before coming home from the office, my husband had already told me that he would come home and I was ready, so that the husband until our home can immediately return to continue the trip to the hospital.
I replied with a smile, without answering. My husband already knew for sure that I was ready to continue the journey to visit Grandpa.
"What about Tia's performance?" I asked before we actually went back to the hospital.
Mas Gala, looking very closely at me, was seen from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head.
"Good, beautiful, neat and courteous." Mas Gala brandished his two thumbs as a sign that my appearance was in accordance with his standards, not embarrassing and did not look tacky too of course.
"Seriously?" I made sure again, even though I myself who almost an hour choose the best clothes and make up the potluck, though, but it did not look nora was already convinced and believed that the clothes and makeup I was wearing right now was the best to visit Grandpa.
"It's so beautiful, dear.you are for Mas always beautiful," said Mas husband once again with a sweet smile.
"Not for me, but for Grandpa. If said Mas Gala, the beauty continues to even just wake up aja said beautiful," my snort that immediately swung the legs to step first from the husband mas. A crisp laugh was heard from the husband, but soon caught up with me in the car.
Without waiting for a long time, we continued our journey to the hospital.
"Mas, later stop by the fruit store and cake shop well," said I even though I just came out of the complex I immediately warned my husband not to forget to stop by to bring the fruits to Grandpa.
My husband looks at me. "Why come to a place like that?"
"Bring your hands to Grandpa, it's not good to see that sick people don't bring anything" I replied honestly.
"Haha... Honey, Grandpa was sick again, where can eat cake and eat fruit also should not be excess all food controlled by the hospital," explained mas husband.
"Mas, please this is the first time Tia will meet Grandpa, this is not a matter of being accepted, may or may not eat it all. It's about customs and also the way Tia respects with the much older ones. The problem will be in the meal or it will be thrown away or even given to others, it does not matter that important there are hands that show that Tia respects the older," obviously I spoke in a slow tone so that my husband knew what I meant.
"Well, I'll stop by the cake shop and the fruit shop if I pass by."
"Yes..." I clutched my husband's hand when we were going down, and it was a sign that I should be ready in just a matter of minutes to meet Grandpa.
"You take it easy, Mas will not leave you alone," replied Mas husband by wiping the back of my hand, simple indeed but enough to make me calm.
I also returned to calm and walked with a paper bag containing various cakes and also mas husband carrying a large fruit parcel.
"Assalamualaikum.." I said after my husband knocked on the door. The unclothed look was seen from the woman who had accompanied Grandpa to make me go from the side of the Mas Gala, as well as the gaze of the man who was no longer young. Seems less like me. Even though his gaze was not as sharp as Aunt Mixel, it was still as if Grandfather had still not fully accepted me.
"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. I'm afraid Tia, Gala's got all the fruit and cake." As usual Papi Yusuf is the friendliest person who always makes the atmosphere back drifting.
"Yes Pih was passing by," I replied as I shook hands warmly with Grandpa, Aunt Mixel and also Papi Yusuf.
"Ngapain bothers to bring rich so that later it will also be garbage, no one eats," said Aunt Mixel ketus.
"It's okay Auntie, at the meal also fell into the trash and dumped again right," I replied in a spontaneous manner. Until a sharp and ungodly look aimed at Auntie Mixel. What I said was true. However, the woman seemed to not accept my reply.
My fault where do I try? Ah, that aunt is weird.
Seriate....
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