We Missed You, Son

CHAPTER 15

Currently the Sultan was sitting in the house, not because he was not invited to enter by Bu Nining, just that the man did not want to be there too long, he said, because he was afraid that his mother-in-law would again compare herself to a man, who he knew had wanted to be betrothed by his mother-in-law to his wife Mayang.

'' Sultan why don't you come inside? later thought your man was a daughter-in-law who is not considered loh.'' joked Mr. Anton his father-in-law

'' Gk what is well I am here, after all just want to take the care of Mayang.'' he said

'' You brought the money, right to take your wife's care?'' asked Mr. Anton made the Sultan's body immediately stiffened, because Mayang did not say anything to him, so he had no preparation, there was nothing in his wallet only four hundred thousand, but only four hundred thousand, while he knows the order of his wife, must exceed the one in his wallet at this time.

'' Haha, why is your face so tense, son? I'm just joking, how could you ask for money on a father-in-law whose salary is mediocre like you.'' said Mr. Anton while continuing to laugh. And the Sultan thought that his father-in-law was laughing at him.

Suddenly Bu Nining came out from inside the house, carrying an item that Sultan thought was an order belonging to his wife Mayang.'' This is the care of Mayang, take it carefully, this is an expensive item, and your salary for three months will not be able to replace it.'' said Bu Nining, making the Sultan feel curious about the contents of the package.

What's the contents of the package, until mom says if my salary for three months will not be able to buy it

Inner Sultan

Arriving at home, the Sultan immediately looked for his wife and asked what the contents of the package he brought earlier.

'' Is brother home yet? where's my order bang?'' mayang asked as soon as she saw her husband, who had just entered the room. Sultan gave the package without speaking, the woman looked very happy to accept him, making the man become curious.

'' What exactly is the contents of the package? why is it so expensive?'' asked Sultan while watching his wife who was opening the item

'' The jar bang, it contains an urn.'' Mayang replied with sparkling eyes when he saw the urn he had just opened, the urn with a blue and pink color pattern, which was very bright, with the picture of lotus flowers on several sides, while the shape of the urn resembles a flower pot, but very beautiful to the eye, of course only the eyes of Mayang, while the Sultan himself saw his usual, just plain, and there's nothing special about that man's eyes.

'' Good, right bang? I have wanted it for a long time, only now.' he said as he looked at his new urn.

'' Just normal, what is so special about trying? after all in the market there are also many jars like that, said Sultan

'' Brother does not know art, so I can judge which items are expensive and which are cheap, and this urn is very expensive bang.'' he explained

'' Where did you get the money to buy that urn? didn't you say that you should not waste money on things that are not important.'' said Sultan reminded.

'' Brother take it easy, this is also not money from our savings, I ask him as papa I.'' said Mayang made Sultan stare dislike at his wife.

'' Mayang, didn't I say if you never ask them for money, you are my responsibility, your mother deserves to always underestimate me, turns out you're still asking your parents for money, you know? with so much certainty they thought that if I as your husband could not meet your needs, would you embarrass your own husband in front of them?'' sultan said at length

'' Oh so? if I asked for money to buy this urn, would you give it to me? as long as you know yes, this urn is very expensive bang, it costs fifteen million, do you have that much money huh? no, right? so if you still can not meet my personal needs, you should not forbid me to ask my parents for money, said Mayang, then out of the room while carrying a jar that he just bought

***

At this time a beautiful girl was sitting in front of a workshop, the girl continued to observe her motorbike which was being repaired by one of the workshop employees.

'' Mademoiselle, it looks like this will not be finished quickly, you should take it tomorrow.'' said the workshop employee

'' Is that so, mas? yasudah if so I nitip the motor yes mas?'' said the girl who turned out to be Fitri, suddenly when he came home from work, the motorbike he was driving suddenly broke down, had been Fitri thought if he ran out of gasoline, but after checking it was not, and finally he had to push a few meters to find a workshop, so that the motorbike could be repaired, but in the end, it seemed like the girl was forced to go home by public transport, he said, his motorcycle was not repaired.

'' Huh, tau gini since I have returned home by public transport, if it is at this hour where there are more angkot.'' he murmured while wailing to pay attention to the road.which may be passed by public transportation.

'' There is no gk, right? looks like I have to walk ahead deh.''' monologue while stepping towards the highway in front of the alley.

Fitri continued to step down the sidewalk. Suddenly the sound of a vehicle horn, which rang towards him made Fitri surprised, but the girl still stepped on her feet, because she thought it was common on the highway. But again he had to turn his head when he felt the car behind him again honked his horn, making the girl a little upset

Why is this guy? isn't the road wide, why should he drive behind me?'

Inner grouse

Tiiinnn....

The person in the car again honked his car horn, making the annoyed Fitri immediately stop his steps, and turned his body staring resentfully at the person in the car, although the girl actually could not see who the owner of the car, but Fitri was already upset with the owner of the car.

With his annoyance, Fitri stepped closer to the car that is currently not far behind him.

Tock-a-tock

'' Excuse me sir, buk, miss, om., sorry to bother you, but why do you keep honking your car horn behind me? isn't this road very wide, but why should it be behind me?'' fitri said in an annoyed tone, the girl kept calling someone who was in the car, because she did not know who was driving the car, and so he called with such an original call.

Before long it looks the car glass is opened, making Fitri can see who is behind the wheel of the car. And immediately his eyes rounded when he saw who the owner of the car.

'' Mr??

Tbc