
Riska and her best friend went home together on a bike as usual, but this time, Riska was very agitated, along the way her heart was not calm because she was going to meet her grandmother Reno.
Mia and Rani, who realized Riska was quiet as usual, immediately reprimanded her, "Ris. Jagan worried excessively dong, later you have a headache" advised Mia.
"True Ris. calm down, so that fitting to meet his grandmother Reno nant you do not make mistakes" Rani advised.
"Hem. I don't know guys, I was so nervous that it made my heart beat faster than usual" he lamented, really looking agitated.
"Take a deep breath and throw it away slowly, calm yourself" Mia said.
Arriving at the intersection, they split up as usual, with Riska pedaling her bike to get home quickly.
The house immediately said greetings and kissed his mother's hand, immediately sitting near his mother, while Bimo played his own car.
The mother who saw him was bored and seemed restless immediately asked, "sister, what's wrong? why do you look so upset? is there a problem?"
"Mother, tell me what to do? her grandmother Reno invited me to her house, Reno will come to pick me up with Bimo" she said fretfully.
"Hah. mother does not know son, but it is not good that you refuse the invitation of parents, you calm yourself, now enter the bath, pray continue to eat, it is getting ready, it is getting ready, wear polite clothes, mother will prepare your hands, not nice to visit but no hands" he said with a smile.
"Bimo! let's get ready soon Reno will come to pick you up" cried buk Salmah.
"What's? really mother!" sahut glee.
"Yes take a quick shower, put on a clean shirt!"
Tampa spoke at length Bimo immediately entered his room to take a bath.
"Mother. but I haven't come home yet" he lamented fretfully.
Patiently buk Salmah calms her son, "Have a panic so, soon your father comes home, there you go in to clean up and get ready, Reno will hunt down" he advised.
then they both entered the house, and buk salamah prepared some freshly cooked pastries.
In fact, Salmah buk sells a variety of cakes, which she markets herself with her husband, who is quite selling, and several other small businesses that people do not know.
The sound of motorcycle Mr. Arif who came home immediately said his greetings, while carrying the fruits he bought on the side of the road.
Buk Salmah immediately greeted her husband, kissing his hand while bringing a glass of water to drink.
"Where to buy fruit? it looks so sweet" said buk Salmah.
instead of answering Mr. Arif even asked what that much cake was for, it was arranged beautifully.
"Bun.. is there an order?" ask Mr. Arif in surprise, because the orders have all been delivered and exhausted.
"Hehe! no dad, it's for a prospective family, his grandmother Reno invited Riska to his house, it's not nice to let him go tampa hand fruit" he explained while preparing lunch.
"Hem.. father is worried, will his grandmother Reno be able to accept our child? what if he was against it, Riska would definitely get hurt" he lamented fretfully.
"Dad! jagan thinks that is not-not first, essentially the intention alone silaturahmi, if it is not a soul mate, what would you like? our daughter is a good woman, there is nothing for us to worry about" his wife advised.
There was a car in front of the house and Salmah was convinced it was Reno. It was seen that Mr. Arif was so restless, and his wife approached him, hugging his shoulder to calm down. "Where I meet Reno, it seems like she wants permission from me" he said with a smile.
After answering Reno's greetings, Arif immediately met Reno on the porch of the house, and invited him to sit in a chair that was available after shaking hands.
"Hem..why is there a need for Reno?" he said stale.
Nervously Reno asked for permission, "Look, grandma wants to meet Riska, she asked me to take her home, can I take her? with Bimo, om" he said.
Mr. Arif seemed to think then he spoke again, "If your grandmother refuses, try not to talk directly to Riska, just talk to me, let om himself tell her to step down!" the message firmly.
Reno was so surprised to hear Mr. Arif's message, who was afraid that his daughter would be hurt, "I make sure om, we will not hurt Riska" he replied sincerely.
Long talking akirnya they way to Reno's house with Bimo, not forgetting the souvenirs that Riska brought.
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"Prophey baby, calm down? brother will make you the cake" comfort the bagasan to his wife who cries as much as she pleases.
"Well! i..?" point at buk Rima with a small voice, and hand gesture, pointing at himself.
Bagas glanced at his sister-in-law for not saying yes, while Selena did not stop crying.
"Yes, be quiet, you will make the cake" he said by force.
Selena stopped crying.
"really? fun.. I'll eat cake" he cheered the exact applause of the little boy who got the candy.
With lethargic buk Rima towards his kitchen, providing the ingredients of the cake, but with confused what is used, because he is not good at cooking and baking. In the crucial rima buk considering that Riska is good at making cakes, she immediately called Reno.
The first dingan is not also answered, the second ringing remains the same, "Ah. has reached where this child, why not yet arrived, but I really need the help of Riska" he murmured, he murmured, while occasionally glancing at Selena who was waiting for her homemade cake with a sparkling face.
While Reno on the street did not have time to see his cellphone, because again driving, after arriving in front of his house he just saw his cellphone, curious who contacted him repeatedly.
"What did mom call for?" muttered.
Riska who saw Reno was astonished and asked, "What's Ren..?"
"Ah... is nothing, it turns out that the one who called from earlier is mama" he said, while showing the screen of his phone.
"Let's go in, grandma must be in the backyard" he asked, holding Bimo's hand, while Riska carrying a cake from her mother, with an uncertain feeling.
Buk Rima who was confused when he heard Reno and Riska say hello, immediately ran to greet him.
"Why don't you answer your mama's phone, Ren!" the spray, but his hand directly holding Riska directly into the kitchen.
With wonder Reno saw the behavior of his mother, to the point of pecking on the spot with Bimo exchanged lyrics, still holding hands. "Prophetto, for sure if Riska's brother stays here, Reno's sister becomes stepson" Bimo quipped, making Reno pop his lips.
"Indeed, I don't think that your brother is here" he said lethargically.
Anton who saw Bimo came immediately ran happily, immediately pulled Bimo's hand to play with, annoyed Reno ruffled waist, "Hey! I'm you guys stay! you took everything from me!" his yell.
"Hehe! patient brother, there follow Riska to the kitchen alone" Anton suggested, and immediately bring Bimo to run away.
"Ah..fuck me" he complained as he ruffled his hair.
While in the kitchen Riska immediately explained how to make the cake, as in the picture deftly, "Wait! isn't this a cake made by you? I'll also bring the cake" Riska murmured.
"Aunty let's check the cake I brought, while waiting for these cakes to ripen, it looks like these cakes there are all I brought, just cooked too!" brightly, make a buk Rima sparkle.
"Really darling!"
He impatiently opened the package of cake that Riska brought, and sure enough still felt a little warm and fragrant, "Selena! come here quickly, all the cakes you want are already there" he cried with excitement.
Selena quickly walked and in the care of her husband, her mother-in-law also appeared from the backyard on papah by Reno, so astonished to see her two daughters-in-law excited.
"Well.it's delicious, baby what store did you buy? we all split up looking for this cake, but it's all gone" explained buk Rima, also tasting.
"Mother herself made it, and it's my bundle's packaging" she pointed to the cookies.
"What's? so buk Salmah who produces these viral and delicious pastries" asked Selena and buk Rima together, and nod by Riska with a smile.
While her grandmother Reno, who saw Riska from afar, smiled, "Is she the girl" he pointed.
"Yes Grandma, and we're not dating, still friends, her dad doesn't allow dating before school, so if you don't like her, please just keep off touching her" Reno said anxiously.
"Based on a stupid child" her grandmother's lips then headed for the children and her daughter-in-law who were fun tasting the cake that Riska brought.
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