BROK3N

BROK3N
22. At the House of Mr. RT


"Duhh Mother's handsome son has come home." Said Maam Jamilah walking towards Hanan and Asep while spreading her arms about to hug them. But Hanan and Asep immediately squatted down compactly avoiding Bu Jamilah while laughing. "How the hell do your kids not want to be hugged?" Upset Miss Jamilah while turning her body saw them go away from her.


"The clear clay of my mother is goosebumps." Asep said straight into the room.


"Ehh what does Sep mean." Shouted his mother to Asep who had entered the room and locked the door, Bu Jamilah also knocked on the door of Asep's room to force out. "As for you." Connect Bu Jamilah with a shout back.


"Engga Mak Asep wants to take a bath to be more handsome." Asep shouted behind the door he locked.


"There's that kid with his sprains. But my mother's son is handsome." Ms. Jamilah smiled proudly and then saw Hanan who was sitting in front of the tv sofa. "Well, how did you run in the morning? Is it good to have the atmosphere here?" Ask Hanan while holding Hanan's shoulder.


"Yes Bude here is so beautiful. No noise in the vehicle as well. Hanan seems to be at home here" Hanan told his Bude.


"Bude really cool if you stay here a long time. Surely the girls here will be more friendly with Bude hahaha." Jamilah laughed proudly at herself because she had two beautiful boys. "Eh Bude, go to the kitchen first and make breakfast for you guys is not done yet." Said Ma'am Jamilah while walking towards the kitchen.


"Yes Bude. That's good." Sahut Hanan is short.


"Sure Bude cuisine is always delicious so your Pakde never eat out hahahah." Jamilah is back to proud of her.


Hanan is still turning on the TV and turning over her Chanel TV. He didn't like the broadcast this morning. Bored Hanan also decided to go to the bathroom and clean himself because the sweat that had been pouring was gone.


Pak Iskandar's house is large. The house with a size of 12x15 M with three bedrooms, one living room wide, 2 bathrooms and a kitchen there is even a car garage. In addition to being RT Pak Iskandar is a startup businessman who is engaged in the culinary field but already has 2 branches. Although still pioneering but its visitors are very crowded coming. Mr. Iskandar belongs to a family that can be said to be rich because their business continues to advance.


Jamilah always exis with gossip in his village. Come here and there always kepo, small things can be big for Bu Jamilah.


While Mr. Iskandar himself is a friendly person, put others ahead of him, do not like the style of Bu Jamilah who every day talk people. Already often Mr. Iskandar received reports that Bu Jamilah likes to interfere in the affairs of others but how else it is already inherent in him.


Mr. Iskandar really loves his son Asep Iskandar because his wife can not get pregnant again after his womb was lifted. Whatever Asep asks is always obeyed by his father. But excessive affection does not make Asep foya-foya. Even Asep is a very good boy and many girls like him. Bu Jamilah often received bribes from them whether it was food or clothing.


"Mother's bells come on to eat it's ready." Shouted Bu Jamilah calling Hanan and Asep.


It did not take long they immediately came and positioned their seats.


"This is a plate that eats a lot to be healthy." Jamilah put the dishes on her son and husband. Then take the rice and side dishes alternately.


"Pakde Hanan can stay here a long time?" While eating his food Hanan started the conversation.


"Yes.." hasn't Mr. Iskandar said his wife's been ahead of him.


"You're how handsome of course you can. You haven't played around here in a long time either. Going to school from here is just a test, right?" Said Mrs Jamilah.


"Yes Bude next week for the exam." Answer Hanan. Asep and Mr. Iskandar were busy with their food. "I don't think I want to go home if I see them fighting every day."


Hanan's statement made everyone look at her.


"I don't know Pakde either. Lately they've been fighting frugally. Even Mom's dad doesn't hesitate to break things at home." Hanan was immediately sad and almost shed her tears if she remembered her parents.


"Let Pakde try to talk to your father. You can stay here as you please. Pakde's house let's roll." Said Mr. Iskandar while holding Hanan's head.


"I'll also have a handsome adek macem loe hahaha." Asep taunts Hanan so as not to grieve anymore.


"Udah let's continue eating it." Said Mrs Jamilah.


***


I was busy with my books in my room. Sometimes I steal attention from my phone. Of course I was waiting for WhatsApp from my girlfriend. It was almost noon but there was no news of him. I feel the prestige of having to contact him first. We've only been dating for a few days.


I was bored and learned enough to walk to my bed. Soul fall invites me. I stared at Zaki's chat room for a long time but he was not online and finally my eyes were closed unconsciously.


***


While at Zaki's house.


".......how else sir I don't want to go to jail." A word that Zaki caught from the conversation between Pak Ibnu and Pak Hanif Hanan's father.


Mr. Hanif himself is a friend and partner of Pak Ibnu since pioneering his business. But Mr. Hanif never run a business entrusted by Mr. Ibn well which makes him not have abundant wealth like the family of Mr. Ibn. If not for the good of Mr. Ibnu himself, Mr. Hanif would have fallen bankrupt and fallen.


"I can't help you much." Said Mr. Ibnu.


"Please, sir, please. I will admit it but please lighten my sentence later." So said Mr. Hanif.


"I'll ask my lawyer for help later. Go home first." Said Mr. Ibnu while patting Mr. Hanif on the shoulder.


Mr. Hanif also stood up from his seat and turned his body to go home. But so surprised Pak Hanif who saw Zaki standing firmly behind them.


"Za-Zaki's..." Mr. Hanif called out Zaki's name nervously.


Ibnu immediately stood up and looked at Zaki sharply. Then look towards Mr. Hanif and nod your head. Mr. Hanif went through the door and went home.


Mr. Ibnu walked up to Zaki and patted Zaki on the shoulder to not interfere in adult affairs. Zaki can only sculpt. Digesting every word he heard just now. But he could only see her Papah who was walking towards the room gloomily.


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