Widow of the Daster Bolong

What's up with you?

"Tante fat selling lathe huh Om? Yae buy again tomorrow ah!" said the boy.

"Fastly eat the porridge, then go cold!" yell Damar without hearing Ray's words.

Ray started putting the porridge in his mouth.

"Ray, aren't you asleep?" greet a woman who has just set foot in the dining room, work clothes are still attached to her body, a sign that she has just returned from work.

He glanced at Damar who was also sitting there.

"Dam, come home from earlier?"

Damar nodded lazily.

The woman just smiled wryly. It had become commonplace, her son was surly with her. Especially since the death of his brother. He increasingly showed his disobedient nature.

"Ray, Oma to the room first yes," said Melati.

"Yes Oma" replied Ray.

Damar stared at the back of the woman he called with the title of mommy. The woman who is always busy, the woman who never has a moment with her, the woman who is more concerned with possessions and thrones.

'Didn't you ever consider your mommy Dam? Everything Mom did was for you. Now you're mommy's only child. You hope mommy, ' muttered Melati's mind until her feet had entered behind the door of her room.

"You finish the porridge, after that sleep," said Damar.

"Om, can Yae not come to the office tomorrow?"

"No!" answer ketus Damar without taking his eyes off the phone.

Ray looked to puckered his lips in disappointment.

"Yae wants to play with a fat aunt," said Ray, his hand stirring the remaining porridge two tablespoons.

"Tante is busy, can not be disturbed," continued Damar see his nephew keep pursed lips.

"Om boong!" sumpul Ray then left.

"Hey, the porridge is spent first" exclaimed Damar trying to stop Ray's steps.

"No want! Quit Om!" ray replied with a nod.

Damar just snorted and asked the housekeeper to clean the tool.

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Damar glanced at Nur who was sitting at his desk.

"All teams work solid, I think. need to give you a reward" said Damar.

"Tell you sir? Seriously? O Allah, Alhamdulillah," replied Nur.

'Kite definitely got a bonus money. Aye sure the bonus ntuh must be big, Nur's inner speech and his face looks a smile.

"Sir, e...kire-kire bonusnye what?" tanya Nur hesitated a little but still showed a smile as sweet as possible.

"You brought the porridge cart here for lunch" Damar replied.

The smile on Nur's face he immediately pulled, swallowing saliva alone was difficult to hear Damar's answer.

"Bonus fuck ntuh namanye!" gerutu Nur's.

"Why? Free meals are also a bonus" Damar said.

"But no tape, let malemnye Abang aye not need to sell." Pasrah Nur's.

Damar seemed to show a different expression hearing Nur's answer calling the porridgeman with the call 'bang'.

"He's your girlfriend?" asked Damar, suddenly his mouth did not complain to ask that.

Nur looked in search at the man in front of him.

"Mr...,"

Damar held back the curiosity of the sentence that Nur would continue.

"Bapak_" said Nur stopped, "somewhat so deh," continued Nur.

Damar looks grunted.

"Tomorrow, the porridge carts bring it to the office?" nur.

Damar nodded slowly. His face looked irritated because the question was not answered. Will be repeated his question but fear alone raises a different interpretation on Nur.

"This is the file," said Damar handed over a large map that had been read by him.

"Oya Pak, the porridge maker is not just Nur's girlfriend but more," Nur said before exiting the room with a smile on his face.

"Who asked, even say not just a girlfriend but more!" damar continued by squeezing the paper he was holding.

"I heard a boyfriend say, is that you with Nur?" tanya Sakti suddenly appeared and immediately sat in front of the work desk.

Damar was silent and did not ask the uncle.

"I just broke up with Nur. Are you guys being?" cecar Sakti's.

"Uncle please don't worry!" upset Damar then continued his busy life with a laptop.

"Who knows, we don't know who our soul mate is. Uncle wishes you were a match with Nur not to blame?"

"Misgreat!" reply Damar.

Sakti smiled grinning.

"Why do you answer enthusiastically?" kekeh Sakti's.

"You're the same Nur? Huh uh?"

Damar was silent with no expression.

"OK! If you don't want to, let me go forward" continued Sakti.

"Uncle do not mess around," said Damar spontaneously until Sakti chuckled back.

"What do you want?" desak Sakti's.

"Last night Uncle saw his girlfriend Nur. So, just don't bother him anymore" Damar said.

"Daughter?" rhetoris Sakti makes sure, his mouth back laughing he understands who Damar meant as Nur's girlfriend.

"Newly also girlfriend after marriage we snatch also legitimately." A smile bloomed on Sakti's face after her laughter stopped. He deliberately provoked his puppet by saying that.

"Uncle, don't bother me!" upset Damar. Somehow his emotions suddenly went up and down uncontrollably.

"You jealous?" selidik Sakti's.

"Uncle!" damar exclaimed, his eyes staring intently at Sakti.

Sakti smiled back and nodded her head.

"OK! I continued to work" said Sakti but before his body left his nephew's office, he took the time to explain the truth.

"She's not Nur's girlfriend but her brother," lirih Sakti raised her two eyebrows.

Damar who was still spelling the sentence stopped suddenly hearing Sakti's explanation.

"Goodbye Dam!" shouts Sakti as her body is now behind the door and only her head is sticking out inside.

Damar remained silent not to say Sakti.

"What's the matter with me! Whether it's her boyfriend or not!" muttered Damar, his eyes and mind were now staring somewhere. However, somehow his heart was relieved to hear Sakti's explanation.

"Damar, mommy is visiting," said Melati.

Damar was silent not to mention the words of his mommy without knocking on the door directly into the workspace.

"The office is good, yes, although it is still big and better your daddy's office," said Melati his eyes looked at every corner of the room.

"Mommy's here to take you away. But.. It seems you are busy until a word does not come out of your mouth," Melati said seeing her son focus on the laptop screen and keyboard.

"No warm welcome because mommy's here?" continue Melati.

Again, Damar was silent.

"Ok, Mommy's sorry to interrupt. Just, one pinta Mommy, later tonight you have to come to the Japanese food restaurant on the road merdeka."

"I don't like Japanese food and mommy knows that, right?" argue Damar.

Melati smiled, she was so happy her son would come to terms with her words, her tactics worked as well. Actually, he knew his son did not like Japanese food.

"Ok, we change the restaurant, Pawon Mae traditional Indonesian food, a place guaranteed clean and surely you like" said Melati enthusiastically.

"Later tonight I'm overtime! Mommy doesn't have to waste time on all that."

Melati's face looks disappointed.

"It's very difficult, to invite your own children to dinner together," said Melati.

"What's the sorry door to Mommy you shut because of 5 years ago?" murmured Melati yet clearly sounded Damar.

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