The Mistaken Son-in-law

CHAPTER 43

Pov (Aisha)

     Next day.

After Mas Arya left for work, I headed to the dinner table for breakfast. As usual Mas Arya like breakfast, he did not eat heavy meals. He just ate a piece of bread with chocolate jam and a cup of tea. But I always try to give him home food for lunch later.

After breakfast, I washed my food. It looks like the mother - the mother is processing food and drink for the dishwasher menu. Now that Ratna is no longer helping because they can already be alone, I only added one more person to replace Ratna. Pity also he ketapean must help here and on the lapak. He told me he could do all this but I didn't want to push his energy, I know everyone's limits. She was afraid she would get sick from lack of rest, let alone say that she wanted to go to college. He finally agreed to my decision.

I went out to the back of the house to dry clothes, today Mbok Darmi did not go to work because his brother visited his house.

"Assynoga". There was the sound of a woman I knew after I finished drying clothes.

"Wa'alaikum hail". Welcomed.

"Sorry to interrupt the morning, how are you?". Ask Mbak Ningsih while hugging me.

"Thank God, how is it?How is the production house? Secure it?". I asked when we were sitting on the living room couch.

"Alhamdulillah as you see Mbak is also good, well that's what Mbak meant to come here to send a report of a snack production house". Ma'am Ningsih replied nyerahin flash to me.

"Usually also Ma'am send an email to me, to bother to come here, even though I know Mbak is very busy. Thanks so much for helping me". I said while receiving a flash from him.

"Yes, all of you are missing, even though our house is next door but rarely meet. It is precisely Mbak who should thank you, because he already trusted Mbak to take care of your production place. You already love Mbak job so science and Maak diploma useful". Answer with a smile.

I did entrust my production place to be managed by Mbak Ningsih because I knew he graduated in financial management and already had experience. After marriage, she resigned from her job to become a full-time housewife. Alhamdulillah Pak Rahmat as her husband allows and supports her.

"Yes Ma'am the same - the same, oya eaten cake. Chat until you forget nawarin". Laughing.

"Hehe is okay - what is pregnant, he said on Friday this is where your scrub production will be inaugurated huh?". Ask Mbak Ningsih while enjoying a pastry that I deliberately available with bottled glass water for visiting guests.

"Yes Ma'am but I don't know who will be the ex later, I also want to add employees. I've made vacancies in the medsos and nempel as a sheet". My answer.

"Saran Mbak how if Mbak who mantau at the production site scrub, so that the snack production is monitored by Arin his son Mpok Sarah. He also just graduated from college with the same majors Mabak Calm he has been Mbak mentoring him well, when Mbak again returned home, he who managed and handle all and Alhamdulillah smoothly safely controlled. Ma'am also taught him to make reports. He even though he just graduated but good work, believe me deh same Ma'am. Later let Mbak make his report, he just give his raw data". Advice Mbak Ningsih.

"Yes, yes, I also heard from employees at the snack production site that Arin still but he works well and can be relied upon. Yes I have taken the advice of Mbak aja, later please Mbak who conveyed Arin yes. Means later Mbak will move to a scrub production place, there is also Bu Surti. Mbak pretty mantau. But isn't it overwhelming that Mbak made all the reports?". My speech.

"It's not that it's not too troublesome if you just make a report, just enter the data. Honestly, Ma'am is also bored every day to look at basreng and friends. Think of Mbak change the atmosphere, but if the meal is never bored, hahaha". Ningsih said while laughing.

I also laughed when I heard his words.

After a long time we talked, Mbak Ningsih was ready to go to the production site.

After the departure of Mbak Ningsih, I headed to the room to check the flash given by Mbak Ningsih. I checked carefully the reports made by him, as usual, always neat and detailed data that he gave. It's not wrong for me to entrust my production place to her.

Actually I have a desire to go to college like my mind, but it has not been done yet when Mas Arya very supportive of my desire. He advised me to enroll in an open university because it can be done remotely and openly, the term learning is not done face-to-face or remotely using an online system conveyed through the media, both print media or non-print media that is suitable for me a staircase mother with various activities especially I will have a little more children.

I've been searching the internet for good open university recommendations, maybe after the new birth I'll enroll myself. I plan to major in Business Management according to the field I am in now.

Ting

['Wa'alaikum salam, thank goodness. Ma'am heard from Maira if you are pregnant again, congratulations Ma'am is happy. Oya sorry yesterday when you visited Mbak is not at home, you also did not know first. Next time let me know if you are not busy]. 

     ['Yes, it's okay. Greetings to Maira and Mas Ryan']. I replied to a chat from Mbak Bella, but something caught my attention when I saw Ms. Bella's profile photo, actually, there is nothing strange about the photo and the photo has long been used by Ms. Bella for the profile. Just a portrait of Mbak Bella posing with Maira hand in hand with a standing position without Mas Ryan, it looks like he is the memotrer, they look happy. But what bothered my mind was that the clothes that Mbak Bella was wearing were exactly the same as the clothes that the woman I saw was similar to the one at the Mall the other day.

A long blue dress with a wrinkle accent on the waist and a white flower motif. But I can't speculate yet because I haven't had any solid evidence, fearing it would be slanderous and cause our well-established relationship to break down.

Ting

['Assalamu'alaikum Mbak, noont noon I want to play on the field. I want to eat seblak, all kangen - kangean sama Mbak'].

     ["Okay sip, Ma'am wait for your arrival"]. I'm glad Lily wanted to play here, I haven't seen her in a long time other than letting go, there's something I asked her.

***

Her afternoon.

After the Dzuhur prayer, I headed to the stall to wait for Lily's arrival, she had already sent a message that she was close.

Not long after, he arrived with a big smile towards me and approached me. We also said cipiki, after we sat down he immediately took the menu and ordered some food. I shook my head with a lot of orders.

While waiting for the order, I invited him to chat.

"Who's here deck? Not your job?". Ask me.

"So he took Mas Prabu, and he wanted to go to work. I'll go home by taxi online. Ma'am, I resigned Friday". He answered while enjoying a snack of my product.

"Hmm. that's it. Ma'am will miss you. Still one city rarely met apalgi ntar if you move". I said with a sad face.

Not long after the order came.

He looked impatient to enjoy all the food on the table.

"A lot of decks, is it capable of that little belly you fit it all?". Many wonder.

"Hehe.. We both ate it, Mom". Answer while grinning.

"Don't you mean Ma'am eats too?" Ask again.

"The same thing in my stomach is Ma'am, but if Mbak wants we can eat the same - the same". He answered while holding a flat stomach.

I was quite surprised to hear his answer. "Are you pregnant too, de?". Manya make sure.

He nodded with a smile.

"Alhamdulillah congratulations, adeku. Healthy - healthy for you and your child, how many months?". Sumringah.

"Aamiin thank you Ma'am, the same prayer for Mbak and Dedek Utun. We entered four weeks ago". The reply.

"Aamiinu. But why eat spicy, you are pregnant young. Don't eat anything weird - weird". I said by putting up a face pura - pura angry.

"Hehe.. This is the last time my mother ate her spikes, I was also a little bit again had moved to Kalimantan. Will miss the food in the field Ma'am, don't be angry, my beautiful mother". He said with a face pleading for forgiveness

I laughed at her funny face.

"Sorry, I'm late".

Seriate.