The Revenge of a Wronged Wife

the pesantren

    one week passed

  this morning as usual, our routine was cooking for sales preparation..

i and bi Sumi help Ratih's mother cook, while Akmal and Ikmal help the beautiful and sari, (son of Bi Sumi's son, his beautiful 17-year-old high school, and his,and sari 13 years old middle school) clean the restaurant where the mother sells. exactly at 06:00 all our cooking is done, and everything is neatly arranged in the stall..

after that we rested while talking, and Ikmal asked Mrs Ratih..

grandma, when are we going to visit her boarding house...

  god willing, Ikmal, around 09:00..

really yes, grandma..

with, nodding with a smile Ratih's mother answered him..

horeeee..

dek Ikmal really want to go to school in the cottage. asked Sari to Ikmal.

   yes.kak.

yes, I'm lonely and there's no Ikmal..

my sister went to school as well..

yes.sih but still lonely Adel adel adel adel adal not da if brother comes home from school, he said while pinching the cheek of Ikmal swing gemesnya

grandma, she's got to Ratih's mom, Ikmal's cheek-pinch brother...

it's, like, pity his dick..

yes grandma sorry...

as we rested jokingly, some customers started to arrive, beautiful and Akmal, immediately stood up and approached the customers ,, customers Bu Ratih most of them are employees who work in companies that are not far from where we sell

   by 08:30 the employees who had come for breakfast had started to quiet down, only a few customers had stopped by for breakfast..Mrs Ratih said..

Nana,, take Akmal and Ikmal ready, soon we will go to the boarding house...

     ma'am answered me, and immediately called Akmal and Ikmal to go home and get ready...

       Akmal, Ikmal let's be ready...

yes ma'am answer they compact...

while walking towards the house Ikmal continued to cheer.

ye.,.ye.ye.ye.hoor Ikmal school in boarding school..

I smiled at her spirited behavior...

after I finished preparing to be ready, I immediately headed to the front. it turns out that Ratih's mother, Akmal and Ikmal are ready to be ready...noty answered my question.they all looked at me unblinkingly.

   grandma was really her mother Ikmal right..

I myself was confused by Ikmal's remark, I checked my appearance for fear that something was wrong. After making sure that my appearance was nothing wrong, I asked Ikmal.

it's really Ikmal's mom, , , why... Akmal there's something wrong with mom's appearance ..

  no kok Bu, mom looks more beautiful if wearing a hijab,, it's really granny...

    yes, son, replied Ratih's mother.I hope you Istiqomah yes.keep your current appearance,,,

yes God willing, ma'am, Nana still needs a lot to learn from mother,,,

    thank you Mom, I hugged Mrs Ratih...

grandma, it's her angkot already coming.yelling Ikmal..

yes, let's go said Mrs Ratih...

bi Sumi, we leave yes.beautiful and sari you guys help mamak yes.mom want to go first...

yes grandma...

   after Ratih's mother entered angkot, Pak Ucup immediately run his angkot..

    Finally we arrived at the boarding house owned by Haji Hasan.., Pak Ucup stopped in front of the gate...

   assalamualaikum we salute the security guard at the post..

  wassalamu'alaikum salam, he replied..

what is the news of Mang Kosim. asked Bu Ratih to the security guard..

Nana,akmal and Ikmal.ini mang Kosim who yesterday's story right.mang Kosim is still a mother's family...

oh. This is Miss Mang Kosim...

yes son..

Thank God as you see, healthy

if word of your son and wife how Kosim..

Thank God they are also in good health wallafiat..oh y mba want to directly meet Haji Hasan, or stop by the house first..?

we want to meet the Hajj sir first, later when it's finished we stop by your house..

oh yeah no papa then mba...

we entered first yes. assalamualaikum. pamit Bu Ratih on mang Kosim..

waalaikum..

after saying goodbye to Mang Kosim, we walked to the house of the hajj sir, which is a few meters from the gate.. we went straight to her door and knocked on her door

tok...tok.. assalamualaikum.twice Ratih's mother knocked on the door and said hello, only heard an answer from inside the house..

waalaikumsalam heard the answer from inside the house..

it turns out that opened the door of the house of the hajj . women who still look beautiful despite her age are no longer young...

uh..ad Bu Ratih.ayok Bu entered.this is his granddaughter who my mother told me about that time .he said while shaking hands with Akmal and Ikmal..

Ma'am Haji is absolutely right, and this is my daughter's name is Ariana, as well as her mother's child's child ..

Masya Allah is beautiful Miss Ratih her daughter ..

come on in, please sit down..

while nodding, we walked towards the chair in the living room shown by Bu Haji ..