Wedding Story's

Sixty Six (Ordinary Woman)

Time does not feel so fast passing, and oma already want a month in Indonesia. Oma plans to go home in about 2 days to the Netherlands. Though the same mama fadil already persuaded mama so no need to go back there again. The condition of the oma also improved. If the matter of hospital control in Indonesia is also quite competent to do so. But still oma yes oma. He said he was comfortable there.

This morning at home again riweh, because tonight there is a big meal before the oma returned to the Netherlands. Actually in order to birthday oma anyway. But oma does not want to be looted which is how. Oma only asked for dinner with a close relative. And, yes brother fadil must agree with that.

Again a lot of gini work suddenly my body weak, what effect I would be busy preparing for the evening preparation until I forget to eat. I don't know either, but the bring it feels like I just want to lay down. But where people may be busy, I even lie in the room.

" Re, you're the shoot mama saw" mama came over to me. Yep. My mom can walk even though it is very slow. But that's a very good development.

" Rere no papa kok ma" my alibi. Because the fact is I'm not good right now. Body limp and a little dizzy.

" If you don't feel well rest" said the mother who I immediately nodded.

" Oiya, what handsome granddaughter is your mama?" Ask mama.

" Same with my father" I replied. Fadil does not work. I'm a little shaved for that. I became free to move because there are people who keep fayyadh.

" Yaudah re. Mom to oma first yes. Help me make the pudding" said Mama.

Oma emang is very cool again the same activity for pudding ntar malem. And I can make sure before tonight the pudding must have been attacked by fiona if she knew. That's why it has to be hidden.

" Mom, this is the same carrot as the green rose. Rere can't afford to clean the fish as well as the chicken. The inn wants to vomit if nyium fishy" I asked mirna. Last time after the spice ngeblenderin his intention to clean the fish, but only I hold one. My stomach immediately churned with his fishy nyium. I usually cook too, if I want to cook.

"Mother, fayyadh wants to mimic this"

My carrot-slicing activity stopped because of the arrival of two handsome men. Brother Fadil took a sitting position next to me. Because of his position I again sit at the dining table carrot slicing the same lipstick.

Fayyadh immediately excited so squirm my face "Bentar ya darling. Mother wants to wash her hands first"

Because I feel abandoned. Fayyadh is crying. Only left to wash their hands.

"Why crying, no patience really handsome"

I took over fayyadh from the lap of kak fadil and directly nyuin fayyadh. Afraid to scatter him.

" Any more sick bund?" Ask the fadil who looked at my face

I shook my head

" Have you eaten yet?" Ask fadil again

And I still give the same answer. Boost.

" No****dad" I said

Sis fadil stood up and sailed towards the kitchen. I'm sure I'll take some rice for me. Also, say not.

" Nih eat" brother Fadil put a plate of fried rice that I cooked this morning for everyone's breakfast, except I'm the same fayyadh.

I shook my head again "Males ih mas" I refused.

" don't look for a re. How sick is it?"

I sing my lips "Want to go to time" I said with my puppy eyes.

" Didn't you?" Ledek kak fadil that made me sprained

" Want to buy it. If you don't want me to not eat this" I threatened. Who knows how to make hihi.

Brother fadil menjwil my nose gales "many want you like fiona" growled kak fadil

" her name is also the mother of the same child" I replied origin

" How many servings?" Ask brother Fadil while standing up to leave

I had time to think for a moment "Mak mir.. want not ketoprak?" I asked with a little scream.

Hearing his name called mbak mirna came from the kitchen "yes ma'am, what's wrong?"

" wouldn't you like to go ketoprak?"

Ma'am Mirna had a little frowning confused " Ketoprak where did ma'am?"

" This is the father of the child to buy"

Mirna smiled awkwardly "No ma'am. Don't bother "

" No bother with mbak. Yaudah means two yes" broke up before leaving.

" 3 mas" as I say

" 1 for whom?" Ask brother fadil. Because fadil does not like to eat ketoprak.

" make me hehe"

Kak fadil is just a ringing head writhing my behavior. But he still menuhin the will of his wife who is exactly like a person who craves.

My eyes are perfectly rounded to see the appearance of fadil feet who want to come out to buy ketoprak. Just use the same boxer subordinates as the top of the shirt is not sleeved. What the hell is this, want to spread that charm. Log out in the state of ****.

" MASS" I cried out to the cowardly sister.

" what else?" Ask fadil tired

" Would you like to get out of there?"

" Why?" Ask brother Fadil to investigate his appearance.

" Isss replace ah. You want to spread some charm?" Exasperated

" Oh my goodness re. Weigh ahead doang"

" I don't like it, though"

" Tuh mama's ghost has a lot of rules. Wonder fadil"

My heart aches to hear the words fadil kak "yaudah do not need to so buy ketoprak "lirihku and move away from my fadil feet and mama who was fixated on seeing us.

" You what's wrong anyway nurutin want wife dil" reprimanded mama who I can still hear.

" Mistakenly fadil" said kak fadil and went to no where. I keep my feet upset. Impressed to be rude to leave my mother alone without a word. But I've been sprained by fadil.

****

The atmosphere of the house tonight is pretty rame. It turns out that oma ngundang his sister, but who came the son of the sister oma, who I just knew his name was Aunt Arum. She came with her husband's daughter.

There is no cake cutting. Because oma wants to use tumpeng, so instead yes cut tumpeng.

Fiona from earlier was excited. Though he is not the birthday, but he who frenzied want to cut the tumpeng.

If asked by heart, I really want to fall in the room. I feel like my body is getting weaker at night. But it is not good also the same oma if I do not see the nose.

" Thank you everyone who has done all this. Now we eat yuk. There's plenty of food in store"

" oiyas. Before we eat, know this is my granddaughter's daughter-in-law"

I smiled clumsyly. Don't know what to say.

" Oh, fadil's wife. I thought it was the baby sitter" said Aunt Arum. I noticed that Aunt Arum did not like it to me. My feelings have nothing wrong with him.

" Arum's.." Papa's bash.

" I'm sorry. Kan I don't know" although the son of the oma was mom, but it seems that aunt Arum respect very papa.

" jude let's all eat" said the oma.

I have absolutely no taste for this mouth-watering food in front of me. Aunty Arum's remarks add to the bad situation of my heart.

" Sister, what do you want to eat, son?" I asked fiona. Than I was just atem mengindian I take care of my son's son.

"No, not bund. I'm full of eating tumpeng oma" refused fiona. I was full he said but his hands were still busy nyomotin pudding made by oma. Alesan let's not eat rice.

" Aren't you eating re?" Ask my mom who made me the center of attention right then and there. Don't forget that flat look from my estranged husband. This morning we were still in a cold war. It's outrageous to be a husband, not an apology. Mala follow diem.

" Yes ma. Nyuapin fayyadh first" I replied as if.

" You graduate what renata?" Ask Aunt Arum in between her chews.

My activities nyuapin fayyadh suddenly stopped, what should I answer now, I was confused.

" Renata wants to focus on the same child and her husband rum" said the mother opened her voice.

" The word fadil renata is not the end of his High School is aunty"

Blams. One fact issued by Fina, son of aunt Arum managed to tear apart my heart. Fadil really brags about my education. Yes, even if that is the truth.

Aunty Arum opened her mouth not believing "You married in an accident. Dil, are you sure you picked him?" Aunty Arum asked me to become. One drop of clear liquid managed to fall out of my eye. It hurts so bad, God.

" Rum, why is it that I'm talking about my daughter-in-law anyway" growled mama.

One person I expected to say he said was just silent. Tega you mas.

" Don't think of me, how the hell do you choose a ghost for your son just puppet"

Thats enough. I can't take it anymore. Dizziness in my head became more and more so, plus the heartache of hearing the insulting words of Aunt Arum.

" Oma, rere stay to room huh. Rere's head is dizzy" lirihku

" Yes, no papa. You just take a break" said soft oma.

" Ma, pa, everyone rere part to the room yes" I said softly.

" Halah alesan aja tuh" cynical aunt Arum who now I do not care.

I stood up while holding fayyadh. Just two steps on my feet felt weak. If only I did not hold onto the chair I was the same fayyadh must have drooped on the floor.

" Aided by his wife Fadil. How the hell are you!" Papa said to fadil.

Fadil's sister took over the fayyadh from my sling, and walked while embracing me to the room.

" Thank you" I said after fadil managed to help get to the room and lay on the bed.

" Not to go to the doctor?" Ask fadil ketus. I know he's sprained on me because of this morning's problem. Plus this dinner was a little messy because of me.

I shook my head weakly "You go back down. Herein fayyadhnya let me be the same" I said.

Sis fadil threw out his breath meakb" This morning eat? Ask her

I shook my head

" Lunch?"

" a little" to be honest.

" You are a hobby, get attention. A hobby of disease. Wonder me"

My tears flowed drop by drop "I didn't ask for my condition like gini mas" I said.

" Who wants to get sick. There's nothing"

" Contah re. Rest here, let fayyadh be with me" break up fadil.

After the death of brother fadil I cried bitterly. This sick person mingles with a distinguished family, while we are from the bottom, ordinary women.