The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 76: The Bridal Grail

Saras must get used to waking up early. Do not let the chicken crow first. Embarrassed. Even if you have to get out of bed it's okay. That was already his duty. And she was happy to have served her husband well. Paijo so spoiled him last night, doing so with full gentleness and patience.

New bride and wet hair in the morning is natural and corroded. For adults, especially parents, they understand. But that certainly makes the dilemma of a daughter-in-law. Saras was embarrassed if his wet hair was seen in-laws. Because the bathroom in Paijo's house is also a model one to be together, so as much as possible he wakes up early and takes a mandatory bath before being caught by other residents.

"Wake up, it's five and ten, you haven't been out in the sunrise"

Paijo with a tired face just stretched, not yet willing to open his eyes. Makes Saras anxious. Saras guerrilla fingers, down from the bend of the eyebrows, down to the eyelashes of Paijo which if noticed more closely turns out to be flattened as well. His nose is sharp even though it does not poke betet. But fit, proportional, coupled with a thick lip shape. Ah, Saras can stop by there, right?

One kiss, and it makes Paijo literate. "So bad now..."

"Hahaha..morning kiss, let you wake up! Wake up, shower!"

"Oh Saras, you not only woke me up, but also Dedek Jo, ciki again yuk?"

"Ooooo no, I've bathed Mas" Saras wriggled trying to escape from her husband's arms. Free, because now his body is already under the confinement of Paijo.

"Let's take another bath" Paijo acted.

"Oh, my bathtub was Mas, heummmmbbb"

"Father, PAM water in this house is cheap"

And that morning Saras had to take a bath twice. Causing her hair is still wet despite trying to dry it with a towel.

Saras helped prepare breakfast for them. Although embarrassed by his wet hair, he looks deftly arranging side dishes on the dining table. Salma had clearly been holding back a smile since then.

"This let the mother continue, you call Paijo aja there. We're having breakfast together."

"Oh. Okay, ma'am" That means he has to go into the room again. Well, Saras feels threatened, Ms. Salma's son is indeed aleman. Horns continue from last night.

"Mas, what else? I'm waiting for breakfast hlo"

It turned out that Paijo was busy with his phone. "Eh, take care of the job"

"Directly want to go to work?"

"No, I want to take a two-day off, it can still be handled at home, why?"

"Ga want to stay?" Paijo chuckled, it was nice to have a wife, let alone Saraswati.

"Hmm.. later I do at home, I'm confused if there's no you"

"There's mom, you're not gonna be lonely,"

"Yes, I can't do that job..."

"No way, what do you do?"

Saras Manyun, actually he wants to work. Unemployed just eating and sleeping at home, Saras felt useless. But since leaving the company owned by Pak Gusti, Paijo always forbade him to work. Since dating, especially now married. Anything is enough for Paijo.

Paijo himself is happy to be able to meet Saras. Make his wife like a queen. What do I need to say. And let himself slam the bone. This is now becoming rare, because most couples feel less economically and feel the need to work together.

Paijo did not want to embrace the flow, for him he was the backbone of his small family later, want the head to be the feet or legs to be the head, so the head, what is clear is that he will keep trying not to let the stomach of his wife and child starve. God will not starve his people, everyone has their own measure of sustenance, depending on how we can be grateful for that sustenance.

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"Mom, Miss Salma!"

Call a neighbor whose house is on the front corner of the Paijo house alley. Far enough, I don't know what the woman was to bother coming to Paijo's house.

"Eh... Mbah Nyai (call for the mother of the kyai owner of the cottage) What is it?"

"Where's your son-in-law?" No rain, no wind, Saras who sits casually watching the drakor with her husband must be willing to stop his activities.

"Who's Ma'am?" Saras is not yet known intensely with the old woman in her mouth there is still a pinch of betel that makes the color in her mouth rather orange-orange it.

"Mbah Nyai, Saras, Salim first!" Saras said, kissing the back of the hand of the elder as well as a person who is quite influential in the village.

"Sir, ask for a little powder. Putune Mbah looks like he's got your ass. Yesterday right in the carrying in front of the house, you passed by, continue now fussy wae, his body also fever"

"Ambilin there, make a condition huh Mbah?"

"Iyo nduk, my bride sawan sometimes lueh nyamari in bandingke sawan mayit"

"Eh.. You are nduk nid, pantes nyawani!"

"Pinter hlo, Paijo nek golek bojo"

Saras blushed embarrassed, okelah in saying beautiful, but kog somewhat how yes, the aura of the bride until it makes a small child fussy. Kan horror. "Hehe. thanks Mbah, just a minute don't get it"

Saras sneered past Paijo who was still chuckling, she knew what was inside her husband.

After a few seconds, Saras returned with his powder. It is new, only used for two days. "This is Mbah Nyai, take it"

"Hlo... don't you have a sow?"

Saras. "Brought by Mbah, mbonten nopo. I hope your grandson doesn't fuss anymore"

Salma and Paijo smiled. Mbah Nyai although he said rikuh but for the sake of the grandchildren finally brought also that solid powder belonging to Saras. After Mbah Nyai left, they sat back in front of the television.

"Kog still believes sawanen ya ma'am" asked Saras.

"Yes still, despite the myth, want how again already hereditary and again as long as we still live in the land of Java, things like that still apply, kayak still applies, just don't be overconfident, that's not good"

"The horror is Saras, tomorrow again it seems better you buy a powder that sows, the price of four thousand can be sack" Paijo teased his wife.

"I mean Vivo powder? do not fit me Mas, already used to wear expensive"

"Let's let your money run out, won't Mom?" bela Saras's.

"Hahaha.co.uk yes Jo has a beautiful wife, the powder is expensive"

"I'm not a problem Mom, but just one step out of the house has become a cause of babysitting people, so say want to work outside, everyone can be possessed see you"

"Eh... Did you think I was together? say possessive, his wife can't see another man, can she?"

Sruputtts!

A kiss at the speed of light stopped on Saras' cheek. In front of the mother-in-law, Lord Saras was ashamed. Her husband was less cool.

"Mas!" Saras. Embarrassed.

"Haha...." Salma chuckled, enjoying her role as a spectator. The son and daughter-in-law are funny, the house so it feels like their lives are there.

"Yes, my wife can't see another man. That's why they're at home! Don't whine about work!"

Saras sneered, "Well, if Mas Paijo had said so, how else. The important morning cream, night cream, shopping money, pocket money, shopping money, the same quota of 65gb smoothly yes Mas Paijo. Let's watch drakor also smoothly, not dashed."

"Want to install WiFi, don't worry!"

HAHAA...

Saras and Salma were very happy. If you have WiFi at home. What about the other mothers?

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