The Unconsidered Bungsu

CHAPTER 132 Bismillah

" This is Mas, your part invitation letter. The one I shared yesterday with Eva. Which is far away tomorrow we share after you work huh. If it doesn't finish tomorrow." I handed out several pieces of invitation letters that I had bonded into one at Raka mas.

" What makes his family your sister-in-law, has not been given yet ? " ask him while putting him in his backpack.

" Already all, even yesterday Nia mbak also directly to her in-laws. All my friends, her grandparents miss Arkana." I'm telling.

" Good, it means that what has not been shared is my share with you whose home is far away." Mas Raka thought.

" That's how. Oh yeah I forgot, there's my high school friend whose house is close to Ernest's. Why don't I just leave him alone, yes, his house is right next to his school. I used to play there." My memory is floating on my best friend, Hilda.

Yeah, back in 3rd grade High School he always asked me to sit next to him. Yana finally relented and sat down somewhere else. Hilda rarely hangs out, for some reason she just wants to be friends with me. Sometimes I feel bad for Yana, she's my best friend since Junior High.

But fortunately Yana can understand. Although I've been with Hilda sometimes all day, but she still thinks I'm a friend. The proof is that after graduation he still wants to accompany me. While Hilda was already busy with her lectures, only occasionally contacting me.

" But Ernest wants to be tricked. Yes if you meet his house, if not even sent later." Mas Raka was less sure.

" Must meet, his house is on the side of the road. Right next to the school, but right in the T-junction. So facing it in the other direction." I gave her a picture, convinced her.

" Later for others I'll leave it to Hilda, let her share it." I added.

" It's up to you. But you haven't spoken to Ernest yet? " tanya mas Raka finally.

" Yes not yet dong, the idea just appeared now. Tomorrow morning if he wants to go to school" I said.

The next morning, while sweeping the terrace repeatedly I looked at Dirja's house, where I knew Ernest was out. But I only heard her voice singing a little. It seems he is getting ready. Yeah, I'll just wait for him when he leaves, while I take a shower.

" O Ma'am, the more beaming his face. Understand soon to get married, ciyee ! " the chirps as soon as I hit him in front of the house.

" Not to suck. I want to ask for help, can't I deck? " ask me first.

" What do you ask for if you are asked to marry now I am not ready ! " his clumsiness while blinking his eyes.

" Any child. Want to nitip an invitation, please give it to my friend whose house next to your school. Her name is Hilda, her house painted yellow. Want it ? " my door begged.

" But I'm ashamed Ma'am, Mommy Aira's friend is a girl. I could be harassed by my friends later," he said objection.

" Trias, let him give to my friend if you're embarrassed. I'll get you an invitation for a second."

I rushed into the room to pick up 3 pieces of invitation letter. My friend whose house is one complex with Hilda there are 2 more.

" Nih, just tell me this is an invitation from Aira's high school friend. All asking for help the same he made give the other two to his friend. It's called he'll understand." I'm leaving it to Ernest.

" Okay, but I don't promise. I'm not sure what Trias wants, either" Ernest said.

" Must want to, time asked please do not want. Please yes, because there is still a lot to send, "refer me again.

Ernest nodded and immediately darted away with his bike. Now he did not ride the angkot again because his father bought a motor matic after his sister circumcised.

I was also getting ready to go to the food stall. After dressing up I went out on foot to the gate. It just so happened to get angkot without waiting for long.

" Hey Aira, the more radiant his face became. Understand the bride-to-be ! " cock Harun as soon as I enter the stall.

" Hmm, I know Mas Aaron ! " my mouth melengos as it passes into the kitchen. I put the sling bag into the prayer room and immediately made a few drinks for customers.

Some stall customers who were mostly men were endlessly teasing me. Moreover, mother has told me if soon I want to get married.

" Tomorrow if already married Aira still come to the stall does Buk ? " tanya mas Harun glanced at me. His eyes seemed to want to tease me.

" If mother is up to Aira, still want to help mother what stay at home. If her husband forbids her to come out, she must obey her husband." Mother gave an explanation.

I was about to connect the chat, but I stopped because I thought I would be harassed. Just shut up.

" Usually, if you are married, you will not be able to come out with her husband, told to stay at home so as not to be exhausted. Because at night will be invited overtime until the morning, hahaha ! " as good as Bang Jojo sitting by the door. The others laughed.

" Know not Aira, I'm even bengong. Never been invited overtime, hahaha ! " call over Aaron while laughing.

" Basic huuu, like to ngawur when you say yes. Aira is still innocent do not know that rich guyonan." Mom finally quipped their jokes.

" It's still plain but it's mating, hehehe ! " cock Kang Somat the meatball trader.

I went into the kitchen because their jokes confused me. It turns out that in the kitchen, Sri also smiled to herself.

" Why smile, be happy," I said. I pour the warm tea and then suck the newly lifted bakwan, I put it on a small plate.

" Fuck, it's funny to hear the godly fathers of Aira in front, hehe ! " sahut mbak Sri.

I'm blinking my lips while shaking my head. There are-there are old people's jokes if they get together and eat at the stall.

In the afternoon, when I just finished the Ashar prayer. "Oh, this is over I'm the same as Raka would like to carry an invitation. Mother just go home, the chicken let me take care of it," I told my mother this afternoon.

Mas Raka just came home from work directly to the stall. The plan is we want to distribute invitations every afternoon, because if the afternoon is indeed we are busy with our respective tasks.

" Drink first Mas" I said as I poured warm tea in front of him.

" But then wait until it really boils you know, continue not to be turned off immediately. Wait about 15 minutes, then turn off the stove. If the steam has been reduced just closed the panc." Mother warned me not to forget.

" Yes Mother I already know," I said while arranging the luggage that will be taken home.

Five minutes later Raka's mother and mas left me. I continued cleaning up at the stall. Not long after Raka came back.

" It's done yet? " ask him while shaking his ass on a long bench.

" It's still half an hour away" I replied as I slowly stirred up the opor.

" I'll go to bed if it's still a long time." Mas Raka laid his body and closed his eyes. The stall is closed so that it is not visible from the outside if someone is lying on the bench.

After the heat boils I wait a few minutes before I turn off the stove. And according to the instructions from the mother, after the steam decreases, I close the panc.

" Oh, it's done ! " i woke up Raka who was asleep on the bench because of the fatigue.

" Humm.. has been checked all over" he murmured while rubbing his eyes. He finished his drink and then moved. We're leaving as soon as I lock the stall.

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Finally finished also dividing his invitation. Friday afternoon yesterday the last day we sent to the family place of Raka.

" There's only 5 days left, I'll hug you last night for baby. After noon, I made a sacred promise to both of us" said Mas Raka tonight.

" It's still a week, it's only Sunday night. The recipe is next week, right," I'm teasing it.

" It's her wedding on Thursday. That means we are legal to be husband and wife. Time should wait after the reception anyway, later dong. The 3 days I just gulped, so? " protest.

" Eh yes ding, I forgot hihihi ! " I pretended to just remember, when I said that on purpose.

" Bismillah baby, we're about to enter a new life together. I promise to make you happy with all my soul. All I can, as strong as I can. Don't even think about getting away from my side. Be the mother of my children. Are you sure you want to live with me ? " I don't think Raka can say beautiful sentences.

" Convinced, Mom. God willing, we will sail with the household ark. Don't even think about leaving me." I replied to her words.

Mas Raka hugged me tightly, then kissed my forehead long ago.

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Wait for the happy day of Aira and Raka ya gaes...