The Unbroken Uterus

Episode 54

Meanwhile, Rika, he was just silent with tears that seemed to want to flow rapidly. His heart was screaming so much crying. Well sure enough, those words hurt her soul and feelings a lot.

They laugh without caring about themselves. He was hurt but no one saw him. It's painful and very painful.

****

Rika sat on the balcony of the room while enjoying the fresh fruit that had just been delivered by her loyal servants.

Bi Maya is good at pleasing her heart. The cuisine is similar to that of her mother, Miss Rossa. Full of love and affection. Said Rika anyway.

That was why the woman who was labeled as barren woman was very comfortable hiring the middle-aged woman. Besides being good, he also treated Rika like his own child. His kindness is sincere.

"Stop!!" The sound of WhatsApp messages goes into a flat object called the phone.

Rika saw it right away.

"Hy best, long time no see" said Aska started a conversation in a WhatsApp group inhabited by Rika, vina, and syila.

Vina "Ih what the hell, the Aska. Alai really use the word besty again."

Syila replied with a laugh emoticon at the end of her sentence."Yes, it's just coming home from outside the area."

"It's up to me dong, you guys who come out of the village are rare. Gegara pandemic tuh" Aska said also with laughter emoticons.

Syila "If not wrong besty it means wild beast Lo hahaha ...."

Rika did not remain silent. He also joined a WhatsApp group containing his friends.

Get off!

Rika smiled with satisfaction after successfully sending her a rendition photo.

"Rika sent a chat. "Emmm, fresh."

Syila "wahhh is good."

Vina "for dong Rik."

Ask "Rikaa, I'd love to."

Agilely, Rika's fingers re-typed.

"Let's gather at Aska's place."

Ask "well, I I haven't been a few more, heheh how about in Vina's place."

Vina "okay sip."

WhatsApp Group is also quiet. Everything now put down their respective gajets then prepare. Don't let anyone say otw while still lying.

That would hurt.

****

At home Vina who looks simple but still looks comfortable.

Aska, Syila, had arrived. They were hanging out with each other in the living room. It's like the best I've seen after all this time.

There is much for the women to judge.

Especially Syila who was always excited every time they gathered.

It will tell a long story about his girlfriend or ex-girlfriend. Hehh, some of those people who had to hear it were sometimes tired and uncomfortable as well. But to be honest.

Without the presence of one of them, well of course less complete it feels. That's their friendship story.

"Hy,"what Rika was suddenly standing in the doorway. In his hand is a red plastic bag.

"New cards are coming anyway" complained Vina.

"Yes it was jammed. All right, I bought some more fruit."

"Vina, your friend didn't tell you to come in. He can't stand in the middle of a door like that. Pamali's for him." Said an old woman who suddenly appeared from behind the curtains.

Aska whispered towards Vina who sat in between and syila.

"He who is Vin?"

"Why is he eating Rika's cake? What debt is it?" Celocos syila whispered.

While Rika, yes just smiled faintly accepting the old grandmother's gaze.

Despite being a little scared and nervous, he still lowered his head politely on the basis of respect.

"Emm, know her, she's my grandmother, my father's mother."sela Vina introduced.

"Oh well Rik, come sit down. Syil, shift dong." Add Vina.

Rika nodded. He put his luggage on the table and sat down beside Syila.

"Now, you guys peeled well. I bought a lot of loh."

"Gee, a lot of it. Even one village will not run out."be amazed Vina saw the contents of plastic.

"Bahha ... You can just." Although Rika had distracted him, he still became uncomfortable with the old woman who looked still staring at him.

His eyes only blinked occasionally. I don't know what's wrong with his appearance right now.

The old woman approached and took something from inside the fold of her cloth. Then give it to Rika. Everyone was surprised to see it. Vina.

It was so bad because instead of having fun, his friends were even a little afraid of the grandmother with her strange behavior.

"Bring this single onion and porcupine feather wherever you go."

The four people were of course shocked to hear it.

What's!! Red onions, porcupine feathers, what for? Wh why? And how? Will the bring will be used as a seasoning fried rice if hunger strikes? Then the sharp hedgehog feathers? Oh, maybe I'll be used as a weapon to poke the eyes of criminals who might intercept them on the street.

Or maybe poke the eyes of a girlfriend who likes to oddly glance at other women.

Oh I don't know, though,

everyone did not understand what Grandma meant.

Before things get any worse. Vina immediately said "Em, sorry well gays actually my grandmother was a mystical person. Em, he means he still believes in something that doesn't fit into our logic. Well that's how people used to be."

Rika, Syila, and Aska exhaled softly. Why are they afraid and influenced by such things.

Not hearing it, nor can they be studded. It's true, friend.

What do you think?

"Em Grandma, mom told grandma to rest in the room. Let's take you."

****

Rising prices of cooking oil in the world this became the topic of the struggle of the four women. Sometimes they laugh because soon they will eat stewed food. If not for sure the fire.

Want how, the price of minya continues to rise, step anyway. Although some of them are a little rich, but it is useless.

They can't buy if the oil isn't there to sell.

Rika spends most of her days at Vina's house with her friends. It was so good to be together.

Well, it's been a long time since they met. Since Rika and Aska got married, they did not have much time to see what else visited the two single friends.

Vina and Syila are unmarried. Syila is still busy choosing the right partner for her, while Vina is still struggling to make her two masters happy. Remembering yes is the only child of a mediocre family.

He had to make both parents happy before he himself also went and built his own household. That is the principle in his life.

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