
"Well, that smells good, what's cooking, Mom?" The voice of a woman with the title of young mother was heard echoing throughout the kitchen and the middle. The echo of the voice surprised a mother who was stirring the cuisine until the mother turned her head.
"Eh, Jan. Alone?" ask the mother to her first child.
"Sama Fatar and Mas Kamal, Mom. Fatar again the snack in front," replied the child while looking into the pan, "Wuih, shrimp balado. Tumben, ma'am cook a lot?"
At first glance the mother smiled, "The idea of this King, ask for special masakin."
"King?" Ask Jani to make sure. The mother nodded and Jani muttered, "What morning is the boy, Mom? Strangely strange."
"Well, this is all because Abah Mudin's son wants to stay here, so the King advised, guests should be treated special. He who has a desire even mothers who are made to bother like this," dumel mother.
Jani was immediately flabbergasted even though his laughter also broke, "Abah Mudin's son nginep here? Who, Mom?"
"Sania," Again Jani was flabbergasted at mother's reply. But soon after Jani's lips covered in a smile.
Jani knew very well that his sister had liked the woman for a long time. Even once, the King came to his house drunk and looked very frustrated. At that time the King of the story, he was very confused and out of reason to melt the heart of Sania. The king even had a chance to cry and feel tired with the pursuit he did. But the heart and speech of the King is different.
Jani was the one who used to often love the spirit of his sister so as not to give up if the intention is good. And because of the advice of the brother, until this moment the King struggled and it seems like the King's struggle there is a glimmer of hope this time. That's why, despite being shocked, Jani finally commented on the smile.
"Eh, Ma'am Jani, which Fatar?"
Jani turned to the source of the voice. His forehead frowned and was suddenly blown away, "Oh my goodness, this is the King? wow, why are you suddenly so alim gini anyway?"
"What the heck Ma'am. ordinary people like this time, Ma'am Jani who has never seen," said the King.
"Don't believe it, Ma'am Jani. This is because Bang Raja is again the same mode as someone," said Rumi arrived. I don't know when that kid has been among them.
"This again, go home to college instead of what greetings, even a stove," King murmured. He immediately turned around and stepped leaving the three women who were laughing at him.
"Eh there is Om Raja" said the nephew as soon as the King arrived on the front porch of the house.
"Eh there's Fatar" replied the King.
"Where are you going, Ja? Tumben's clock this neat?" Again there are those who are astonished to see the appearance of the King. It's now the sister-in-law's turn.
"You go to Abah Mudin's house, Bang,"
"Why what?"
"There is a need, Bang," said the King. The King must lie. Someone will have to get stuck again.
"Om, Fatar's coming with dong," pinta the ponakan.
It did not take long, the motor drove away from the yard. The king rode his motorcycle at a moderate speed. Besides because there was a Fatar in front of him, he also did not want to look rushed even though his heart was eager to get to the destination as soon as possible.
A few minutes later, the motorbike that was driven by the King arrived at the intended home page. Both are down. Along with that Sania also came out of the house with a godie bag.
"Who is this?" sapa Sania was so looking at her santri.
"Give me the same greeting ustadzah dong, Tar," the King ordered.
"Assalamu'alaikum ustadzah," Fatar said as he reached out to shake hands.
"Wa'alaikum salam, duh pinternya," Sania replied cheerfully, the King also followed smiling to see him.
"Are you ready?" ask King.
"Already," Sania replied a little awkwardly.
"Mending us the way now, yuk," the King and Sania nodded.
After Sania locked the door, she caught up with King Sang already waiting on the bike. Once Sania was sitting in the back seat, the motorbike began to drive away from Sania's house.
On the way, Fatar whined for mango juice. The king was forced to find a juice seller. Lucky not to have to go far, the King immediately found a juice dealer.
It's not just the Fatar that was bought. The king also bought Sania and the others at home. As they waited for someone to call the king.
"King?"
Faja looked up, "Eh Yoga? Wuih how are you?"
"Well, you're alone?" reply that man who turned out to be the King's old friend.
"Well, as you see" said the king.
Yoga's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw the woman and a boy standing next to the King. Yoga reminds women because they feel familiar. A few seconds later, his eyes sparkled.
"You're married? Wahh, but a long time ago, isn't this Sania? Wuih steady, finally your love is reciprocated too, Ja."
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Strange, when asked the title I have answered but how the answer is in the say well? it seems that it is not allowed promo because of different places. And who is still loyal to the master of the dam, do not forget his support as well. I hope you are not tired of following this story. And thanks also to those who have helped recommend this work to other people. Thanks everyone.