Unanimous

DISPUTE JOMBLO

The sky that day was still timidly showing its blue, yet the ground and leaves had been wet. It turns out that not only the dew that sagged as usual, Monday morning also came along with drizzle with a responsible coolness. Small knocks on the kitchen tile are still clearly heard.

Occasionally the sounds of grass and insects begin their lives. In the early morning Mitty was in the kitchen. With a towel still wrapped around her head wrapped in her wet hair after a mandatory bath, she washed the affected bed linen with fresh red patches last night which turned out to continue one round after dawn. A standby washing machine while Mitty cuts vegetables and sausages, the plan is to make fried rice for his new family breakfast.

Wiya who as usual helped Mom in the kitchen is now walking from her room to the back room and found her brother-in-law was busy with frying pan and pan. He smiled a little. Bang Ridwan did not choose wrong. Despite coming from a wealthy family, Mitty is not a spoiled girl. He's very independent. Being a career woman, she was also used to doing all the housework and kitchen. And here his best friend is now, running his routine as their new daughter-in-law.

“After, it's wet with hair. Well my brain my brain please dong don't think weird weird" Wiya teased Mitty by noticing the winding towel on his head.

“Think of it, what's wrong? Minimal can stimulate the soul to end solitude” replied Mitty while still concentrating with rice in the pan.

“Aih, not yet 1 x 24 hours lo so my bride has smelled the smells of intimidation in this house”

“That stinks of fried rice I time. Eh nih help iris cucumber hunted Wiy,“ Mitty thrust a cucumber that has been washed clean earlier.

They both dissolve in the activity of each preparing breakfast for family members who this morning will start the activity as usual. Except Mitty and Ridwan certainly still enjoy the holidays.

“Mit, you admit all this is not due to imaging right? because being my mother's daughter-in-law doesn't need to be ideal Mitt. Trust me, I'm not in-laws like in the TV drama Azab. There will be scenes of mutual insinuations until his son-in-law dies” Wiya makes sure Mitty does everything with pleasure.

“Astaghfirullah. Istighfar aja me than early in the morning nampol people. I used to do all this Wiya. Yes look for attention less biaslah let Mother more affectionate with us”

“Hm, thank goodness Mitt. Not that I pretended to know anyway, but for sure, the name of the wedding is definitely a lot of trials” said Wiya who is pretentious.

“Iya Wiya, whose name the ordeal must be a lot, if a little it cobble his name. Nih cobain fried rice chef Mitty Arsylla“ Said Mitty feed a spoon of fried rice to Wiya taste the taste that turned out to be a little bland, Mitty added a little more salt to it.

“Eh Wiy, how is your relationship developing with Mr Zayn?“

Mitty. Wiya once told her about her feelings for Mitty a few weeks ago. Mitty did not give a serious response because his mind was focused on preparing for the wedding. But he had asked Zayn to be a marriage witness so that there was at least the possibility of Zayn attending and meeting with Wiya because from what Wiya told him it seemed like he had been identified as having an unusual feeling towards Zayn.

And yesterday in that building, Mitty saw a significant development before finally there was a view of the OOTD Batik couple ala Zayn and Brigitta who made Wiya's heart like a paskibraka troops after the cue back right. Yep, break up the road.

“Hey So where did your relationship go?“ Mitty asked him once again because his first question was ignored.

“To which yes. Hm, to the point of confusion I want to explain. Yes people ga nyampe everywhere anyway how to want a story.”

Replied Wiya origin, not excited. Wiya is a very secretive person. But he cannot remain alone in grief and in pain. Wiya always tells something to the person she trusts, if she feels it can reduce her burden a little. And telling Mitty anything always makes him comfortable. Mitty always gives an effective solution suggestion.

“Padahan before as far as the sun to earth, you were once as close as rain and a bowl of Indomie.” Mitty remembered so dramatically and made.

“Then what now do I have to be mercury?

“Decet anyway, but can be charred”

“Iya that time I chose so pluto aja, out of the circular line. Now I'm nobody else in the galaxy of milky way”

“Wah gombalan a child of astronomy? haha.  Naturally you panic so see Mr. Zayn kondangan with Brigitta. But wearing a twin shirt is not necessarily dating. Emm might just be a bust."

“Yahhh same as dong Demit, hiks.“ So light-hearted.

“Haha, joking Wiy. There is no hard evidence that they are a couple. Doang mah ordinary clothes. For example, just after the marriage contract last night, people who come to see you with Mr. Zayn both wear red brackets, it would be bad to date. That's a whole company. Just a coincidence that the group again came noon.” This time Mitty did not know that Wiya had a heavy GR. He really covered his shame this time when he remembered that back.  “Nah maybe it's their community uniform, ah or Brigitta again can endorsan batik famous times and ask Mr. Zayn to wear it for the needs of the instagram feed."

Again, the phrase Mitty is always an antidote to sadness even though it makes no sense and sometimes excessive. But Wiya felt a slight load coming out of her chest cavity. Wiya did not answer the series of sentences and completed his task of arranging the dining table with a freshly cooked breakfast menu.

“Although yes, even if it is Brigitta it is. Yauda keeps on why. While your rights and obligations are still borne by each other, you still have a chance. You guys can snatch. Ah yes, a rebuttonment. Hahahahah” Mitty took off the towel on his head and dried it.

“hahaha, You are not aware of Wiy, actually Lo is competent to grab attention . Last night Lo's heart was clearly crumpled dim, but Lo dong's face can still put on an adorable chubby-chubby smile when the heart is again messy”

“Beautiful people are free to wear any emoticons on their face! Inget dong my name is Qawiya, strong I am strong. Although now my status is single dispute.“

“Apaan? Unclear singles yes ownership status?”

Then there was a savory laugh off both of them no less lively than the drizzling sound that had not subsided. Breakfast is on the table.

The family members already gathered all at the dinner table will enjoy their breakfast. Mother felt exhausted after the event last night and overslept after dawn and it turns out there are now two compact daughters in the kitchen. Ridwan who turned out to have just finished bathing had also come down before his wife could follow.

Ridwan kissed his wife's smiling cheek welcoming him down the stairs, then hugged Mitty's waist and they walked towards the dining table. Mitty immediately brought a plate and a glass for her husband.

“So today what are you planning?" Ask her daughter-in-law.

“The plan is to bring father and other family back to Batam bu” replied Mitty while serving her husband take fried rice into a plate.

“Oh so, tomorrow I have a seminar outside the city. It will probably be gone in about 7 days. She said she wanted to come with Dad. You two don't stay in Batam too long. Kasian Wiya lives alone" said the father to Mitty and Ridwan.

“No, at least 2 days. What are you doing on deck?” Ridwan asked his sister who was downing a glass of cold milk.

“Emmm, go ahead anyway. If I miss ya stay cross to Batam” Wiya lick the rest of the milk on his lips with the tongue then smile show rows of teeth neat.

“Come on deck finish the fried rice, quickly change uniforms. You went to work with dad, didn't you?" The father, who had finished breakfast, put on the suit that I gave him and took his briefcase.

Wiya nodded and was going to head to her room. Because Mitty is on automatic leave all Mitty's work must be handled temporarily, because it is impossible to be delegated to other parts because their work is just as much.

Just now Wiya stood up, suddenly the sound of a car engine in the front yard of his house. Who is visiting so early ? Wiya immediately checked it by revealing the window cloth.

“That's..that's Mr Zayn's car!" His words were written from within the heart.

Sure enough, before long Zayn Dwika Haris came down from the white car to the door and would just knock on it. Wiya was still observing him from behind the vitrase window.

　

What dream was he last night. What is my dream? Rasayn! Who told you to sleep don't read do’a.

Why are you going to visit so early ?

Duh your expression dong, please.

Arrghs. Due to the inline smile, it can break the defense of a thousand layers

　

　

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