AMNESIA BRINGS LOVE'S
Mabok travel

Finally, after successfully helping the Mbok who was stuck, the Mbok was able to breathe with relief, my parents were sitting in the middle seat, and I was in the middle seat, while Mr. Hartawan was sitting in the front seat with the driver, Mr. and the Mbok looked happy, like the first child to board the car.

"Waahh the coward Yo, Pakne! Kursine tender ora koyo wekne dewe atos." (Waahh comfortable yes, sir! The seat is soft not like ours, hard) said the Mbok while patting the car seat he was sitting on.

"Yo must be, Bune! Kursine dewe soko wood, lah iki ngunu mobile wong sugih, yo must be timid, gurat yo Bune, Nur ole morotuwo sing becik lan garwa sing trisno tenanan marang Nur, Mr melu bungah." (Yes of course, Mom! Our seats are of wood, while this car is a rich man, yes of course comfortable, thank God Mom, Nur can be a good in-law and a husband who loves the same Nur, Nur, You are happy) said the father while shedding his tears.

Apparently, you are very moved by my current situation, Mr. Hartawan deliberately followed the Mbok and Mr. to meet me, far from the city, far from the city, Mr. Hartawan willing to take the time just to pick up the Mbok and Mr.

Father did not come to give birth to me, but Father always loved me, he always hoped for something best for his daughter, Father always accompanied me when I was in trouble, he said, since childhood, you will never let me cry, even though he is not the person who has it, but you always give the best for me, especially when I was in school first, but you always give the best for me, It was the Father who drove me back to school, the distance from school and home took almost an hour, let alone the natural conditions in our village which of course went up and down, making the trip a long time, he said, My dad always takes me on my onthel bike.

Ah ... those days I will never forget, how the struggle of the Father so that I can continue to school until graduation, the greatest prayer of the Father is, Father is, in order that I may have a spouse who accepts me for who I am, who loves me unconditionally, like the Father who loves me so much, and all that has been granted by the Gusti Prince, the wishes of the Father have been granted, the wishes of the Father have been granted, maybe this was already outlined by the power, I met with Mas Tejo in a tragedy that befell Mas Tejo until finally he was Amnesia at that time, I love Mas Tejo as it is, I love Mas Tejo as it is, regardless of who he really is, because I'm sure that Mas Tejo will be my priest. And Gusti Pangeran has opened all this veil, behind the sincere feeling I love Mas Tejo, it turns out I got the reality that Mas Tejo is not an indiscriminate person, he belongs to one of the Sultans, he said, his company is very big and famous, he is not Mas Tejo but Mr. Alvaro´s.

The trip to the city takes a long time, about four hours, during the trip Mbok began to feel nauseous and dizzy, maybe the Mbok is not used to the AC of a cold car, the Mbok also wanted to vomit but could not, as if stuck in the stomach.

"Oh, Pakne, I must spit, Pakne! My sirah muter-muter Pakne!" (Oh sir, I'm going to throw up, sir! My head muter-muter, sir) the Mbok seemed to hold his head that felt dizzy, Father tried to squint the head of the Mbok, saw that Mr. Hartawan asked the Mbok and Mr.

"Mom Semi why, sir?"

"Eh this sir, the Mbok his head is dizzy, wants to vomit he said, maybe not used to ride a car, mabok him sir!" said the Father smiling.

"Oh .. Get in the wind, yeah! Didn't you have breakfast before you left?" ask Mr. Reporter. The Mbok shook his head. Because so happy to want to ride in the car, the Mbok forgot to have breakfast, because too excited the Mbok will meet me.

"All right! We rest for a while, we eat first so that Mother can fill the stomach, it is not good to ride a vehicle before eating, yes so this is it! The wind, right!" said Mr. Hartawan while telling his driver to stop in front of a restaurant.

Finally the luxury car stopped at a simple restaurant that provides modern menus that of course the Mbok and Mr. have never set foot in the expensive restaurant.

Mr. and the Mbok get out of the car, immediately they are so surprised to see the luxury restaurant that is now in plain sight.

"Sorry Sir! Whose house is this? How big is it?" ask the Father plainly. Mr. Reporter smiled and said, "This is no one's home, sir! This is a dining house. Mari! We enter." take Mr. Hartawan to both my parents, the Mbok and Mr. seen following in the footsteps of Mr. Hartawan to enter the luxury restaurant.

Like earlier, the Father released his joints when he arrived in front of the restaurant, immediately Mr. Hartawan saw the Father who was trying to remove his joints and told him to go back to use them.

"Sir Prapto! Don't take it off, it's okay to wear it!" my in-laws exclaimed to Father.

"Hehehe what's gonna get scolded for having a house, sir? my sandals are ugly, sir." said the Father as he looked at his feet. Mr. Hartawan smiled and gave the code to his bodyguards to buy new sandals for you.

"No one will be angry, sir. Also see people still wearing their joints" said Mr. Hartawan while pointing at the feet of restaurant visitors.

"Ohhh yes," The father seemed to smile in shame, then the Father entered using a makeshift pedestal that He had, of course everyone noticed the appearance of the Father who was very, very simple, but my in-laws seemed to be indifferent to the people around him, he kept smiling as he walked towards the seat that had been provided.

The father and the Mbok joined tightly, as if the Mbok was afraid if it slipped from the hands of the Father. They continued to walk in the footsteps of Mr. Hartawan, until they did not realize that Mbok's feet slipped on the slippery floor of the restaurant, considering that the slippers used by the Mbok base were already very slippery, so that easily the Mbok slipped on the ceramic floor.

"Okay Pakne," the Mbok wriggled in the hands of the Father while holding the body awake and not falling. Fortunately, you can hold firmly the body of the Mbok so that the Mbok ndak so fall.

Mr. Hartawan just smiled to see the funny behavior of Mbok and Mr, maybe in my in-laws' minds, exciting also have besan like Mbok and Bapak, surely every day there is just a funny behavior both. And salutations are also for my in-laws Mr. Hartawan, he never felt ashamed to walk with the Mbok and Mr. who certainly for some people will feel embarrassed if the road with the Mbok and Mr. who still looks tacky and kampungan that.

Luckily I have a husband Mas Tejo and in-laws like Mr. Hartawan, I did not expect I could be part of their family.

...SERIATE...