Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 175

Typical village-style dinner plus local wisdom village people in general should be enjoyed by the upper class like Aryans.

Yups, the dining table in the Sekar residence does not accommodate many dishes for some family members.

Arya family, Puja family, Glen family including Surya and not to forget also the host.

Long carpets are held in a fairly large middle space. Mumun and several colleagues helped prepare dinner dishes for the Lingga family there.

If Lingga is accustomed and adapt to events like this, other things with other guests.

Guests who are none other than their own family. They are used to modern life. Eating at a fancy restaurant may be countless. And now, they were faced with the usual way in this village.

Simple and certainly delicious food is ready to serve for the big family. Galuh also helps Mumun to prepare the menu that will be served earlier.

"Bik, don't forget! You take it for you first, if you have just brought it forward!", Galuh told Mumun and several people who helped him.

"All over the place, wait for the rest of the non first, instead tell them to take it first!" said Mumun chuckling.

"Indeed why? Pamali oruh if you want the intention to give eh .. wait for the rest! Yes, if the rest? If not?"

Galuh paused his words for a moment and then continued again.

"You are tired of cooking. Even from yesterday! Time no part? Not yet at home. They lived in Mulu!", said Galuh.

"Partially, you'll cook a lot of it. Not going to run out too if it is taroh in front of all. Instead of the Mubadzir, mending you take for the children also at home. Yeah?" said Galuh and left Mumun and his friends.

"Meuni bageur pisan si neng teh!" said Mumun's friend.

"Sok atuh, gaskeun is the content of the challenge heheheh!", said another friend of Mumun.

"Era geuningan, it's me-it's teuing!", chirped Mumun. But still his hands filled the bushel for him to take home. Yahhh????

Arya had seen Galuh who chatted with Mumun in the kitchen. The grown man was very grateful to have Galuh at this time.

Not only was her face beautiful, but her heart and mannerisms were excellent as well. Naturally, if the youngest child chooses the tiny figure.

Arya commented smilingly hearing Mumun's words and friends who praised Galuh. In fact, Galuh is good in the eyes of many.

They say what they are. Because the truth is Galuh is good without anyone seeing it or not. Not pretending!

"Eh, papa? Want Galuh take a drink?", asked Galuh when he met with Arya. Arya shook her head slowly.

"There's wind oil? Looks like papa bloated, not feeling well!", said Arya lying.

"Oh, hold on Pa. Galuh take it first in the room. There is Ganesh telon oil!", said Galuh leaving Arya.

Arya looked at Galuh's back away. After that, he went to the kitchen.

"Sir Arya, do you need anything?", asked Mumun. Arya's flat face did not make a Mumun feel afraid. He was already immune to the models of the various temperaments of the rich because he had experienced being an art in the big city before.

"My granddaughter is not used to the local food menu yet. Is there a more modern menu?", asked Arya.

"What kind of modern are you, sir?", asked Mumun. Arya's eyes looked towards the kitchen table which contained several dishes.

"That's what?" asked Arya.

"It's chicken katsu, says non Galuh, non Zea and non Angel usually like such food."

Arya nodded. Her daughter-in-law was indeed very attentive to such small things.

"If you make Sham?"

"Den Syam is easy, sir. What matters is that there is sambal. Want to use tempeh or salted fish so."

"Really?", asked Arya. Mumun.

"Den Lingga is the same sir. Sometimes even just ask for the same teleplok sambel ketchup doang, already! Hehehehe!", replied Mumun.

Arya was stunned to hear Mumun's words. Her daughter-in-law had completely changed a Lingga.

Just food like that????

Aryan daydreams stop when Galuh hands Ganesh's telon oil.

"This is Pa. The same, the drink prevents colds. Let the stomach be good!", Galuh handed over the oil and medicine in the small package.

"Thank you!" said Arya, accepting the object and leaving Galuh.

"Non!", call Mumun.

"Naon Bik?", asked Galuh.

"Master Arya tea can smile too!", chirped Mumun. Galuh chuckled to hear Galuh's speech.

"Bik Mumun mah aya-aya wae!", said Galuh leaving the kitchen.

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Bada Isya all gathered on the carpet that was already on the title.

They started the dinner with a little small talk until dinner was over.

Glen's family was about to go to the hotel, as was the Puja family. They stayed at the same hotel. Since two girls have become teenage girls, Puja booked a room for the two of them. For Zea and Angel. They will not sleep with their parents.

The Linga family lived in the house.

"Pa, ma, mother, eum.mang Salim, the plan is the same Linga Galuh want to make a house. Not far from here."

The four old men were a little surprised to hear the words of the Linga.

"Create a house?", asked Sekar.

"Yes mom, now I have someone to take care of. So... how good we want to be independent ma'am!", said Galuh.

"Abang sisama already do not want to take care of mother?", asked Sekar.

Galuh and Linga looked at each other. Then both of them shakes.

"Why do you say that?", Galuh approached his mother who was sitting next to Salim. Salim rubs Sekar's shoulder gently.

"That's.you want to leave mom! If you do not want to stay with mom again, let me just go from here!", said Sekar rose from his seat to leave the room.

Syam scratched his temple to see his mother who was sulking. Salim was about to follow Sekar but Arya forbade him. It is precisely the Lingga that follows Sekar into the kitchen.

The newly married woman chose to sit on the kitchen bench. Linga approached her mother-in-law who seemed to be angry.

"Mother is angry with Brother?", asked Lingga. Sekar does not hush.

"LT....!"

"Mom knows, all this time I've been troubling you. That's why you are seneng if you are married, so do not ngrepotin you again!", said Sekar. Linga breathed a long breath.

"Mom why do you think it's like that, Mom? We don't feel bothered at all Mom! That's our duty. Not that it means after mom married Mang Salim, we do not care about mother anymore. Instead, we realize that mother and mang Salim also need privacy."

He looked up for a moment but then he turned his face again.

"LT...!"

"But this house is the legacy of his late father Galuh! You also have to renovate everything. If you want to be independent, let mom get out of here. This house is rightfully ours. Husband mother is also able to provide a decent place for mother and Sham. Mom didn't....!"

"Mom, Lingga also wants to give the palace to the wife and children of Lingga. Just like the late Mr. Pras who provided shelter for Galuh, for mother!"

The middle-aged woman tried to understand her son-in-law's words. For Sekar, Lingga is like his own biological child. Much has been done since Sekar Lingga is still in a condition that is less sane until healed like now.

"Mom, we didn't move in so soon either. It takes a long time to get up the house. I'm still the same old man Haji Udin."

"Mother, please don't misunderstand me. Our house will be closed. From the terrace you can also see the hill below. Moreover, later the vegetable truck is easier to transport. So I don't think we're going to leave Mom. Especially as I said earlier, don't want to take care of mom anymore! Please don't think like that. Yes Ma'am?", Lingga is still trying to convince her mother-in-law.

Ever since I was standing by the kitchen door. She did not want to disturb her husband who was still trying to persuade her sulking mother-in-law.

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