
This morning the sun is shining not too bright because the cloudy wind is quite thick in the sky.
Ridwan in front of the house just finished sweeping the yard, when finally drizzle drizzle down thinly.
Ridwan brought his sweep garbage which is only the leaves of the front tree of the house that fell to the side of the house where there is a special hole for disposing of garbage, which if it has been burned a lot.
"Ajeeeng, help Mbah lift Jeeeng's clothes."
There was the sound of Mrs Wening's voice coming from the kitchen.
Ridwan from the side of the house that just swept briefly around the trash can, then rushed into the house through the side bamboo fence that directly towards the backyard.
The chickens that had originally started playing outside the cage seemed to run into the cage again.
Ridwan saw his mother straddling the laundry again from the clothesline that had just been dried after dawn.
Looks Ridwan immediately help, the aroma of fried rice from the kitchen and also the omelet omelette smell appetizing.
"Well, I'm comiiing."
Ajeng ran out of the house towards the backyard where the mbah had finished lifting all the laundry, and it has even begun to be moved by his Uncle to the side near the kitchen that is not affected by drizzle or even if it later rains.
"Yeah late, hihihi..."
Ajeng giggled, Mbah embraced Ajeng while chuckling,
"There's Uncle Ridwan yo done."
Mbah said,
"Uncle is indeed te o pe Mbah."
Sahut Ajeng's.
"Hmmm te o pe lah, your room so pleasure rarely help Mbah now."
Seloroh Mbak Wening nimbrung,
"Damor..."
The giggling again.
"Have this help Mom alone, bring an empty plate to the dining table, the same is later omelet and crackers trasi."
"Iyo Bu, always be asiap Ajeng you know."
Sahut Ajeng's.
Mbah also chuckled while entering the living room to turn off the radio that had started playing songs because the recitation was over.
Ridwan appears to enter the kitchen, walking towards the plate shelf to pick up a glass and then towards the table near the kitchen to pour clear water from the teapot.
"Wan fried rice."
Ma'am Wening.
"Sweety Ma'am, it smells great."
Ridwan.
Ma'am Wening of course smiled proudly,
"Yes, this can be a recipe from Master Iis, just yesterday played here long ago, because look at the dried rice he said that there is more rice he likes to fry for breakfast. It is good to save on morning expenses, he said. Oh he also gave me the recipe for rice as crackers."
Said Mbak Wening again while busy stirring fried rice in the frying pan, then after it was felt to be quite flat the season, Mbak Wening turned off his stove.
Ridwan is seen sitting on a wooden chair that has been somewhat porous near the table where the teapot and thermos near the kitchen.
Porous chairs that have been tried Ridwan strong by adding one more wood to help the wooden legs of the chair that has been porous.
Ridwan gulped his water.
"Wan, you will meet every day Miss Master Iis, try to get closer to her, baby you know if she gets another man. Want to find where else a girl like Miss Teacher Iis. It's pinter, fine, diligent, submissive, just sholihah."
Mbak Wening said as he grabbed the rice container to move his homemade fried rice.
"In addition, Ma'am see you guys are compatible with Wan, so even Wan wis same with Bu Guru Iis, do you need Mbak who said?"
Kerling Mbak Wening turned to look at Ridwan who was spending his drinking water automatically immediately sprained.
Uhuk...
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