Berlianku My wife
209. Trash Can

Morning dew still sticks spoiled on the green leaves. The black fog slowly disappeared and the sun began to greet.

As per the agreement, Ms. Mirna was already getting ready, she immediately took a shower after the dawn prayer.

As God had arranged, although Mirna was not accidentally, the arrival of Mirna coincided with the day of Farid and Anya's proposal. So Miss Mirna can come to the happy day of two humans who she thinks are very good.

"What color do you wear?" asked Ms Mirna to ask her daughter for an opinion.

"Beautiful mom wear whatever clothes ma'am" Alya replied.

"Good, blue or ash?" asked Ms. Mirna again showed me the two brucat robe provided by Bu Rita. Because Miss Mirna didn't bring any formal clothes.

"Abu aja Aja" Alya replied to give advice, Ms Mirna then followed her son's advice, wearing a robe brucat color of ash.

"Alya dandanin ya mom!" alya offers.

"Ah. And all the clothes are old too" replied Ms Mirna as she rolled up tidying her hair that began to appear gray.

"Mamah Rita is still beautiful and grooming, mother is also yes, so mother is also beautiful" Alya replied to motivate her mother while sitting at the dressing table.

"You are rich Nduk. No need to badingin mother, your in-laws must be maintained, wong still have a husband too" replied Ms Mirna defended herself to feel no need and dance.

"Sorry Mom, Alya does not mean bandingin, but there is no harm in taking care of yourself" Alya replied again.

"Why do dandy. Wong is old! Who is it to dance for" replied Miss Mirna again and took her veil.

"It's okay, Mom. Let Mas Ardi also seneng, his mother-in-law is beautiful. What a beauty should wait to have a husband does not have to, right? Oh yeah, do you want to get married again?" ask Alya meledek.

"Oh you, no, I don't want to marry you anymore, your father is the best. No one can replace your father Nduk" replied Miss Mirna and sat down for a while at Alya's side.

"If Allah wills, still love mother mate how to try?" ask Alya.

"You were if you liked the origin"

"Well mother, come to Jakarta will not, if you think about it, rather than alone, the mother married again, let the mother have a theme" said Alya gave an idea.

"Your conscience" Ms. Mirna replied blushingly.

"Yes, really, Mom. Let me have a chat, love me, protect me. Alya bertar again have children, Alya worried, whether Alya can share time to take care of Alya's mother and family"

"Sheel. If you can't take mom. I can take care of myself, mother. You don't have to worry"

"But Alya pity, lonely mother, Alya also thought. Alya is confused as to what mother Alya's husband should be"

"You focus on your family. Don't think about mom"

"But according to Alya, getting married is not bad Mom!"

"You think marriage at mother's age is easy, son? I'm old, not necessarily the mother's husband will be as good as your father. That fierce? Wicked? How's it? I can't serve my husband well" Ms Mirna replied.

"Yes good choice, ma'am, it's a self-mirror soul mate" said Alya still continues to motivate his mother.

"No, no! If you want to get married, you were married a long time ago! Mom wants to be alone. Your father is the only one" Ms Mirna replied firmly.

"Hemmm" Alya could only palpitate hearing the persistence of her mother's widowed intentions.

"Mother mending take care of your child rather than having to take care of the husband again" continued Bu Mirna and continued to wear a veil.

"Will I go with Alya, and take care of Alya's son?"

"Yes, if you have your own home, I want to come with you, but if you are here, I visit occasionally. I'm not good with your in-laws" replied Ms. Mirna.

"Hemmm, Papa Mamah we live here Mom. Alya went with her husband" Alya lemes replied.

"Yes, don't think about mom. Mother's studies are also a lot. I'm not lonely"

"Hmmm. Alya wants the mother to have a theme, if the marriage is again the mother has a theme"

"Wes. Mommy's neat yet her hijab?" miss Mirna replied that she would not discuss marriage.

Alya researched her mother for a moment, telling her to turn around.

"Smuch powder and lisptic cake?" alya.

"Mother is old Nduuk, no need, this is enough" replied Ms Mirna wanted to polosan only.

"Udah was quiet, Alya dandanin!" alya ngotak dandani her mother.

Then Alya put cream, moisturizer and powder on her mother thinly. After that, apply a little lipstick so that his mother does not pale.

If in the past when Alya was dressed as a child, now replace Alya who dressed her mother. Alya painstakingly made her mother re-emit her beauty.

Miss Mirna finally complied. While looking at Alya's face that was getting here, Alya was getting prettier. There's a sense of haru in Ms. Mirna's heart.

The measure of the wind and the fate of God is guaranteed. What Miss Mirna once let go of so sincerely. Although Miss Mirna had to spend a long time enduring the pain. Now that it's all back, the sadness paid off.

Her daughter is now happy, becoming Madame Ardi Gunawijaya. Heiress of a large company. Bigger than his grandfather's company. Even Alya was so amay pampered. Touching a broom alone Ardi would be furious.

Wherever he wants to stick. Alya always goes in luxury and comfortable vehicles. Alya's life is assured and respected.

Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo also love him very much. Alya got more than what she should have from her grandfather.

Even now Miss Mirna feels. Alya's house is like a palace with many servants. Even better than the hotel. The facilities are also very complete.

Alya's friends are also very kind and loving to her. Without Miss Mirna noticing, Ms. Mirna's tears came down and made the powder fall apart.

"Aiiih, you cry? Why are you crying?" ask Alya to her mother.

"It's okay Nduk!" ma'am Mirna shook her head but still shed tears.

"That powder is fading" said Alya pouting.

Then Miss Mirna hugged Alya without saying a word. Alya became confused, touched, then hugged back and patted her mother's shoulder slowly.

Alya became involved in crying even though she did not know why. It felt hugged like that just as her mother was very comfortable.

"Mom should stay healthy, Mom" said Alya slowly.

"Yes"

"Yes"

"Sorry all wrong Alya yes Ma'am, sorry can not be happyin mother"

"No need to apologize Nduk. Nothing is wrong"

"Mother wants what? Tell me? Alya will try to judge the origin of happy mother"

"Mom wants you to be happy, son, that's more than anything, you're happy mother"

"Thank you Ma'am, it's too late for his makeup" Alya replied wiping his tears.

Miss Mirna then tidied up the powder. Then they woke up.

The wall clock is 5:15 so Alya is not ready to go to the hospital. Alya then escorts Bu Mirna out waiting for Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo.

"Alya call mamah and papah ma'am!" alya gave the idea to Bu Rita.

"No need, I guess in a hurry. Let's just wait" replied Miss Mirna.

"Fear still sleeping Mom, we don't know what time we go home last night"

"Oh yeah?" mrs Mirna replied.

"Yes, Alya called Mamah!" answer Alya.

Alya immediately called her in-laws. And sure enough Bu Rita and Mr. Aryo woke up bad luck. Then while waiting for the besanya Bu Mirna intend to breathe fresh air. Get out of the house and look at the yard.

Alya calls Dinda and tells her the address. So that Dinda can join her parents' entourage to attend Anya and Farid's fiancee.

"Okay I otewe to your house ya" said Dinda.

"Yes up what?" ask Alya

"Taxi onlen. Let's get Papah back home"

"Okay, be careful!"

"Oh yes. How did you get the number Dika not yet?" tanya Dinda took a promise.

"hee. You come here first yes, there will be someone who wants me to reach" Alya replied grinningly.

Until now I have not received the number Dika. Alya was scolded by her husband. So Alya has to go four-eyed with Dinda.

"Yes. Don't tell me I'm heartbroken!" dinda answered thinking like that, because Alya asked to meet.

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

"Udah hunted here. My mother is ready!"

"Yaaa" replied Dinda ending the call.

Alya hasn't hung up. Ms. Mirna from outside the house came carrying gift boxes.

"No one left this at the door" said Ms Mirna handed him a box wrapped in wrapping paper.

"What Mom?" ask Alya.

"I don't know, there's no name and address, Nduk" replied Ms. Mirna.

Alya took it and examined it well. The parcel was nameless, this was the first time there was such a thing in that house.

Even online purchase packages do not get into the living room, only arrive at the security guard post. The guard at Mr. Aryo's house is strict.

"Who did it?" alya asked thinking.

"What's Al?" ask Mr. Aryo with his expensive batik suit passing by.

"It's Pah. There is a gift on the doorstep, but there is no name for who and from whom" Alya replied showing the mysterious gift to her in-laws.

Mr. Aryo gave a cold expression as usual. Pulum his tongue while thinking and immediately open the gift itself.

Alya and Miss Mirna did not dare to ask or look. Alya and Bu Mirna know themselves, the highest power is Lord Aryo and Ardi, they do not want to be presumptuous.

Mr. Aryo's eyes glanced at the contents of the gift box. It turned out to be a photo, which I don't know what photo. And Mr. Aryo immediately squeezed, tore up the photo and put it in the trash, with an annoyed expression without saying anything.

"Ehm" Alya cleared her throat to ask, but Alya was not so bold, her in-laws looked cold.

And Mr. Aryo just passed out of the house. Like to ensure the readiness of the car.

"What's in that box? Why does papah look angry?" thought Alya glanced at the curious trash can.

"No need to interfere in your in-laws' affairs. If according to your in-laws you do not need to know do not need to interfere" said Ms Mirna advised.

Alya nodded in agreement. Not long Bu Rita down already with her beautiful makeup wearing kebaya.

"Are you ready for Jeng? Sorry to wait a long time" said Bu Rita was friendly.

"It's okay" replied Miss Mirna.

Alya just smiled, her brain still fixed onto the trash. Alya also did not dare to tell Bu Rita.

"What's your win, baby?" ask Miss Rita.

"On the way of Mah"

"Oh yeah, breakfast first. Where's papahmu?"

"The father came out Mah"

"Yes, have breakfast first, let me call papah first"

"Yes Mah"