The Mystery of the White House

27.

" Who is he Mbok?" vendra asked blaringly.

" Hmmm. Later you take care of wes" said Mr. Darman.

" Iyo Sir. Most you ask to visit. Wes lama also did not go there sir" said Mbok Saroh.

" Who exactly?" ask Vendra a little angry.

Aisyah who saw the debate was just silent. Because I don't know what is being talked about.

" This is Den. It's tonight so, right? Because Mr. wes nyiapken everything. Before that we go to the top of Den first" explained Mr. Darman.

" Sir.I talked about this yesterday, right? I'm not going there first. And the problem at the top isn't it ripped off?" ask Vendra.

" It's not so aden." said Mr. Darman began to be confused to explain where.

" Wes.. Sir. Aden wes gede, mature. There is also his future wife. Wes, there's no need for anything more to be covered up. It is enough we cover it more than twenty-seven years sir" Mbok Saroh said chimed in.

Deggs

" Wife candidate? Wh who? Me? Is that true?" inner Aisyah.

" Hmm more precisely a contract wife!!" aisha is back.

" Look Den, actually the Father has not shuffled to the tomb of Aden's ancestors. At the top there is an ancestor of Aden buried there" explained Mr. Darman.

" Ancestor??? Who?" ask Vendra curiously.

" I don't know Den, you don't know either. His message from the old master should always be nyekar. In the cleanup of his tomb is that" explained Mr. Darman back.

" Hmm okay. I leave it all to my father. And for the preparation tonight is ready, right?" ask Vendra to Mr. Darman.

" Bere's Den. Yes wes, Mbok immediately bikinke breakfast Aden same with ayu" ordered Mr. Darman to Mbok Saroh.

" Mbok is not necessary, I have made breakfast for you and all of us. And made tea too. I'm sorry I made a practical one, let's spit. Looks like breakfast is past. Let's go ahead" Aisyah explained.

Vendra immediately stared intently at Aisyah. Like being intimidating and skinning Aisyah's attitude. Aisyah who got a sharp look was now hanua can look down unable to raise her head.

" I'm sorry, sir. I sassy "said Aisyah who was self-conscious.

" Hmmm" replied Vendra briefly.

" This girl.. is so presumptuous !! But why can't I scold her at this time?? My mouth and tongue are as though they were speaking!" inner Vendra.

Mbok Saroh and Mr. Darman looked at each other. Their eyes clashed against each other as if understanding the current situation.

" Sit down !!" peritnah Vendra brief.

Everyone there looked at each other. They were confused, who was ordered to sit down?

" Why bengong?? Sit down!!" let's get Vendra back.

Vendra just realized his sentence.

" All" continued Vendra chimed.

And all look at each other and immediately take their respective sitting positions. Vendra who sits at the end of the dining table aka the head of the dining table. Simbok and Aisyah sat side by side to the left of Vendra. Pak Darman is on the right side of Vendra.

" Change positions!! Aisyah, sit on my right!!" vendra orders with a sharp look.

Aisyah who was afraid of the gaze of those eyes immediately moved from her seat and immediately moved. While Mr. Darman is confused by the attitude of Adennya. Not usually he wants to intersect with a woman's name except Mbok Saroh.

Mbok Saroh immediately shifted his body to the side. And Mr. Darman occupies the position of Mbok Saroh before.

" Get used to sitting next to me!!" vendra said firmly.

" Mmm. ba. ik sir" Aisyah replied nervously.

" Serve!!" vendra's orders are back.

Aisyah immediately went and prepared her homemade sandwich. While Mbok Saroh and Pak Darman looked strange. They think about the taste of this sandwich.

" Cah ayu.. How do you eat it?" ask Mbok Saroh.

" That's what Mbok is. I already put some spice in it. Try Mbok, sir. It may feel foreign. But it will feel afterwards.

" Of course, try. Once - a meal Mbok strange food" said Vendra cynical.

" Yushh !!" decak Aisyah in heart.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim" said Aisha lirih.

Vendra only glanced at the murmur of Aisyah. They were a little hesitant about the food Aisyah made.

They think Aisyah is the village girl. How can we cook, Western food? What about the taste?

Mr. Darman started putting sandwiches in his mouth. Just the first bit of a sara goes into her mouth.

Digesting. and, then continuing with the next feed. Gradually?? Yes, Mr. Darman without saying immediately spent the sandwich made by Aisyah.

Aisyah developed her smile. Vendra unintentionally saw that facial expression.

" Cute" muttered Vendra softly without anyone hearing it.

Mbok Saroh immediately followed bribing food into his mouth. He ate a little to taste and his tongue was still receptive.

" Hmmm lah ayu, if breakfast like this every day is good huh? What's easy to do?" ask Mbok Saroh.

" Hmmm it's easy Mbok. How's it feel?" ask Aisyah.

" Symbok tongue is indeed ndeso tongue. The tongue of the village cah ayu. But this food symbok tongue can nerima lo. Cute cah ayu" bright symbok.

Vendra immediately followed all who had already enjoyed his breakfast. And sure enough, this sandwich is great. Vendra even seemed to remember something. His eyes began to dew.

Mbok Saroh looked astonished with his face. It seems like he is remembering something.

" How about sir? Tastier? Or not?" ask Aisyah.

" En.enak." replied Vendra trembling.

" Sir..is mister okay?" ask Aisyah softly.

" Mama used to make this for me. I don't know when that was. But I really remember this taste is exactly the same as made by Mama" said Vendra Lirih.

" Den, stop. The big madam was calm there. Let's eat again. Aden must be the same madam, right? How about this sandwich as a cure?" mbok Saroh Ideas.

" Make it every time I want it !!" said Vendra who came back cold.

" His expression can quickly change. I can't believe her face adjusted. How can his heart and his feelings change everything? What kind of man is he really?" inner Aisyah.

" Yes sir" Aisyah replied briefly.

" Cah ayu, mbok can ndak? This delicious. Make snacks also good" said Mbok saroh plain.

" Hmm may mbok" replied Aisyah gently by publishing her sweet smile.

" Sir, get to the top !!" Vendra's orders.

Mr. Darman who was silent enjoying breakfast and the conversation this morning was stunned.

" A. yes, den. We are leaving" replied Mr. Darman.

" Mbok Saroh at home. I'll go" Vendra replied quickly.

" Okay Den. We'd better get going. In the afternoon, you can go back home. Because there the rainfall is also quite high ", said Mr. Darman.

" okay. Aish, get me some clothes!!" vendra's unconscious orders.

" Haa??" shocked Aisyah.