The Love of Mas Paijo

Chapter 87: CC TV

This is the fourth time that Hajah Maesaroh will visit Saras. Early in the morning Hajah Maesaroh was struggling in the kitchen. Preparing rawon dishes that he deliberately made for Saras and his former son.

Hajah Maesaroh understands that Saras is not good at cooking, especially rawon which has diverse spices. Run remembering what spices are needed to make rawon, keluwak form alone Saras do not know. Though the keluwak is the most meritorious to make rawon sauce into deep black and thick.

The fragrant smell of Hajah Maesaroh's cuisine attracted the attention of Haji Bagong who was reading the newspaper on the side page. If you know the lyrics of a song like this, I'm a newspaper moco saran, kuwe blonjo negligee. The difference is Hajah Maesaroh negligent, but not shopping but cooking.

"What are you doing?"

His sudden appearance made Hajah Maesaroh who was tasting rawon gravy sag in shock. Fortunately, a spoonful of the gravy was blown first, if it is still hot, maybe Hajah Maesaroh's tongue can follow the ripening of the meat in the pot.

"Eh... Abah, Umik to the surprise"

"Will I have breakfast now? Umik cook rawon"

Haji Bagong raised one eyebrow, feeling strange. Not because of his wife who cooked early in the morning, Hajah Maesaroh was used to cook early in the morning. But looking at one large pot of rawon to eat the two of them, it felt too overwhelming.

"Why cook so much?"

Wah.why Abah wear event go into the kitchen all. Ah.. how this.

"Emm. deliberately Abah, Umik plans later to go to Abah Haji's house, so cook a little more so that it can be brought there all"

Abah Haji calls Hajah Maesaroh to his father-in-law. Hopefully Haji Bagong is not suspicious because after all they have not visited there for a long time.

"Oh. Why haven't you said that since last night. Then later go with me, do not bring a lot of rawonnya, you know yourself Abah should not eat too much meat, later the cholesterol can rise!"

Die me! Batin Hajah Maesaroh. "Eh... indeed, Abah does not have bad luck if you have to nganter Umik first?"

"Umik can be delivered driver later---"

Haji Bagong gave a suspicious look. On top of his head was like a big question mark.

Hajah Maesaroh hastily explained "I mean Umik, later Umik can be somewhat unfortunate there, because it has not been cleaned up the house,"

"Oh... Umik also has not washed clothes, a lot, astaghfirullah laundry Umik, because yesterday did not feel good Umik ga nyuci these three days," panic, panic, crazy what not to panic. Haji Bagong's gaze was always creepy. Fortunately, Hajah Maesaroh's mouth did not slip, it turned out secretly Hajah Maesaroh was also talented to lie.

Hajah Maesaroh just realized, asking himself why he used to want to marry this creepy man. Ah.. Mana may the family of Hajah Maesaroh reject the proposal of Haji Bagong whose family is famous for being rich in seven derivatives. Hajah Maesaroh family is also classified as rich, has a cloth shop, tempe factory, restaurant and others, making everything easier because it is considered one level. There is no drama of love hindered by the blessing of parents especially until the marriage of a series like Saraswati.

Haji Bagong was stunned, then let his wife who looked nervous explain this. "Hem, well then, now that I have breakfast, the smell of your cooking makes my stomach rumble!"

Hajah Maesaroh smiled with relief. "Ah..of course Abah, wait a minute Umik prepare"

Huh, thank God Abah believes....

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Ten o'clock in the morning for more than a few minutes as Hajah Maesaroh's luxury car again parked in the courtyard of Paijo's house. Saras, who was sweeping dried mango leaves in front of the house, then dumped his tongue broom and greeted the arrival of the mother.

"Umik"

"Huh, why? no can? should Umik make an appointment first? I think you're an office!" hajah Maesaroh Cibir.

"Eh.. ga is also Mik, he means if you say first, Saras ga will nyapu hispu kayak gini, the prestige of dong in view of Umik, haha..."

"Nga! precisely Umik proud you have not been allergic to holding a broom, where ever held a broom, know where the broom is also not"

Hajah Maesaroh offered a Tupperware bushel containing rawon to Saras.

"Well, under the food again, what's in it?"

"Rawon" replied Hajah Maesaroh in short. "Look, bring Umik in immediately, like from across there are mothers who have been worried here, Umik is not comfortable"

"Haha... Umik knows! That CC tv Saras" Saras chuckled to himself, Bu Tutik secretly meritorious, always observe Saras house from across, Saras felt no need to bother installing CC tv again. Not afraid also if there is a thief and such, have a live CC Tv.

The child and mother finally entered while giggling amusedly. If the two of them had been like this, they were always immersed in endless conversations. Saras recounted his excitement living with Paijo, admitting that he was very happy with his marriage. While Umik, always tell a story if the house feels empty. All mediocre, Abah goes to the store every day and comes home ahead of the Maghrib. At home never invite jokes, let alone invite romance, the impossible.

"Umik also brought this" Hajah Maesaroh took out a box from his bag, Saras's jewelry box.

"That's..."

"This is yours, maybe you want to wear it, so Umik bring it"

"No, take this home, Saras will not even make new things if Abah finds out"

Hajah Maesaroh put the jewelry box on Saras' lap again. "Hey.it's yours, you have to keep it,"

"Umik..but that's Abah's gift, Saras took from Abah's shop more precisely, Saras ga mau, Saras anyways rarely wear jewelry, earrings are enough!"

Hajah Maesaroh observed the fingers of Saras' hand that looked empty. "Is your wedding ring not even wearing?" ironic questions.

Ah, Saras got married impromptu, even he had not thought of asking for a wedding ring. "It was not important Umik, the important Saras was already legally the wife of Mas Paijo in the eyes of religion"

"Saras hope Umik understands what Saras means"

"Saras ga nothing, Umik do not worry, Mas Paijo meet all the needs of Saras, if Saras ask for sure Mas Paijo buy if only gold like this"

"Why should you buy it if you already have one? you don't have to wear it, but Umik bring this maybe you need, you can keep it first,"

"In addition, Paijo is developing his business, Umik heard his business is getting forward, just in case, if Umik gave you cash, you must also refuse"

"It's yours, what right do you want, okay?"

Saras let out a long sigh, he finally relented. "Hemft.Yes Saras accepted, Saras kept this,"

After lunch together, Hajah Maesaroh came home. He also plans to stop by first to visit his father-in-law. Let's just say it's redemption for lying this morning.

"Umik pamit go home first, greetings to Paijo, say to your husband was told to take off goods once a week, astonished, have a husband and daughter-in-law kog ya equally cablean work"

"Hahaha..who's trying for? if not for us as his wife," Saras sage, the original anyway when she wanted to protest her husband in order to get off work as well.

"Umik be careful, thank you for visiting Saras." Say Saras wholeheartedly while kissing the back of his mother's hand.

"So much style!" hajah Maesaroh Cibir. Saras just chuckled, then waved his hand until the car's butt was seen going away.

Unyuk-unyuk, Bu Tutik crossed the road after the departure of Hajah Maesaroh.

"Hi, Saraswati!"

Saras turned the body when it was about to move quickly into the house. It turned out to be losing fast with the movements of its neighbors.

"Where is Tutik? can anyone help?"

"Ehem! I saw a guest, your mother?"

Saras nodded, lazily originally responding to the keoan of this neighbor.

"Brought by what?"

"I think he brought a bushel"

"Oh.that's, under rawon anyway,"

"Huh, your mother's appearance alone looks rich, campling car, wear a lot of jewelry, turn bring souvenirs for her own child just rawon,"

"If I, tomorrow if I come to my own son's house, I will not bring a variety of souvenirs, rice, sugar, fruits, snacks, anyway I will bring everything"

Saras nyengir, in fact it was just a plan of Tutik Bu, whether when or whether it is true, the reality has not materialized. Her daughter is still unmarried. Who knows, when Miss Tutik comes to her daughter-in-law's house even bring nothing, only bring sin.

So Saras tried not to take too much dizziness.

Tutik did not even know, not brought a sack of rice let alone two kilos of sugar, Hajah Maesaroh even brought a box of jewelry for Saras. If you want to be arrogant, Saras won a lot.

"What Mom, anyways I prefer to bring Umik cuisine, people say Mother's cooking is the most delicious, I agree"

"Mom Tutik want to try? I'll take a minute, there's still a lot of real kog, wait a minute!"

Saras went inside, a few minutes later was seen coming out again carrying a bowl of rawon. Tutik was still standing in his place. It seemed that he also did not look reticent to accept the gift. I had time to insult hlo.

"Ah...thank you, I will return the bowl if I have washed it!"

"Look down Mom, just a bowl!"

"Oh yeah.. That's right you guys get inside, there's a nice car also stopped behind your mom's car, that's who? your guests too? but I guess the one with the ain't getting out of the car, freak"

"Huh? what yes?"

"Yes,"

"But my guest is just my Umik, at best just a car that turns around"

"Hmm.. maybe..."

Then Bu Tutik crossed back to his house. Saras breathed a sigh of relief.

Huft... There are only cards..really CC Tv!

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