Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 191

Bik Mumun prepared vegetables to be cooked as breakfast for his employers this time. After yesterday's holiday, he arrived earlier than usual.

In addition, he brought the souvenirs he brought from his village-in-law. Not to forget, the thick-bodied woman prepared for her employer.

"Lho, bik Mumun once in the morning?", asked Sekar while tying his hair.

"Yes ma'am, it was settled that Solat was busy bibik directly here."

"Why so early in the morning?", asked Sekar who took a glass to drink water.

"Yes yesterday my tea didn't work Ma'am. Atuh nothing dong if bibik tea now anyways come."

Shaking his head and smiling thinly.

"It should be like that too, Mumun. Bik Mumun also has a personal life. Don't put the interests of others first."

"For the tea aunt, the mother's family was already rich in her own aunt's family" said Mumun.

"Yes, it's good according to the bibik how."

"Oh yes I have cooked rice Bu, live fried chicken just as make sauteed kale. Ih..meuni kangen sama si adek. It's at home in his father's house."

"Huum, I also miss bik. But.yes, his father also wants to be close to Sham. Bibik knows for himself what happened to me and Sham."

I heard the breath from Sekar. Bik Mumun grabbed Sekar's hand.

"I'm sorry, Auntie tea even discussed it like that. So make me sad!", said Mumun feeling guilty.

"Neverything Bik."

"But.bibik is now very grateful. Tea mother is married. Mom's face has been happier lately. Thank God, the tea bibik is very happy, ma'am. God willing, Mr. Salim can make this mother and family happy."

Mumun began to learn to call Salim by the name of father, although it was rather difficult because he was accustomed to calling him Mang Salim.

"Mama ya bik Mumun!", Sekat rubbed the shoulder art that he had considered his own brother.

"What is this, tumben use such an embrace?", asked Salim who seemed to have just returned to prayer congregation in the mosque with Lingga. Because it looks like Lingga is following Salim to the kitchen.

"Ngga there's nothing Bah. This.mom just said, bibik mornin has really come" replied Sekar.

"Bik Mumun why did the morning come?" ask Lingga while sitting down to take a glass and fill the water.

"Pengen aja den ya have, can not really!", joked Mumun to his employer who had been giving him a salary.

"Kalo can every day bik!", Lingga reply to the art joke.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim! Seriously den?!", asked Mumun approaching Lingga with a curious face. Linga to rewind her head staring at the wonder of the stocky woman.

"Nyak henteu or bik!", said Lingga who is still not proficient also the language of his wife's area.

"Oh, kirain." said Mumun relieved.

"Yes, let's cook! Let them have a chat!", take Sekar to Mumun.

"Every mistress!", said Mumun.

The two women removed themselves from Salim and Linga.

"Oh yeah bang, last night I had a conversation with Abah!", Salim said.

"What's the bah talk?"

"As for those of you who want to build a house on the side."

"Oh...continue, according to what mother?", asked Lingga.

"Mom agrees bang."

"Alhamdulillah. So calm down if you agree with mom."

"Yes bang, I'm just glad that you're not far from mom. Although actually...I also want to build my own house. But ... As it has been, it will cause problems."

"Well, the phallus understands what Abah feels like because the Linga itself experiences it. But sorry, not the meaning of Lingga patronizing. As children, we are younger, of course, which is much better to be independent. Not mean Abah.sorry...sorry.passing live in this house, is not it! But what Abah did was best for everyone."

Salim nodded in understanding. What his son-in-law said was true. He should not be selfish just because he feels he has no self-esteem.

"How about the same place Abah wants to rent?"

"Sir..eh.means that Arya said she would help Abah to open it. Looks like your papa is interested in trying such a small business."

"Oh yeah? Papa's interested? Interested in what?", asked Lingga enthusiastically.

"Mas Arya who gave the idea of anything that Abah would sell. The concept, the food stall is like a supermarket that provides daily necessities and also vegetables."

Linga nodded in understanding.

"Change take the rice in our mill right?", asked Lingga. Salim was stunned when the phallus said 'our milling'. Obviously it belongs to the Linga itself.

"Yes, Abah take in you Bang. Vegetables from my garden."

"Ckkk. Is it hard to say it's ours, Bah?"

"Yes, don't dong! Abah just wanted to learn the effort, please help but do not be too spoiled like that. Personal business with effort should not be combined. There must be a count!", said Abah.

Linga smile.

"Well, if Abah wants to know! The rice mill's income goes into mom's account. And that vegetable garden, the business of Sham. Linga just help! Well if the brick factory is the same cafe and minimarket in Jakarta, it only has Galuh and Ganesh!", said Lingga explained to his stepfather-in-law.

Salim tried to digest what Lingga said just now. His daughter-in-law even arrived....

"Your...!"

"Because I already have Abah, so the responsibility of rice mill should be Abah's responsibility. If the Syam vegetable garden, nothing that used to handle the Syam sampe really can hold it yourself."

Linga chewed fried ulen Mumun brought earlier for her and placed in front of Salim and Lingga.

Salim still admired the figure of his son-in-law. The phallus he knew before was not like this. When Lingga was a teenager, he always ketus when talking to anyone even though the edges will obey his papa speech.

Do not talk like now, just reprimand. Age may change a person's attitude and disposition. Or maybe.... Linga found the right handler.

"Why is Abah seeing Abang?", asked Lingga in wonder. Salim shook his head and smiled.

"So dear is Abah mah, so Brother's in-laws!", said Salim chuckling softly. The phallus laughed softly too.

"Indeed why? Brother changed so much that's what it means?", asked Lingga. Actually he was a little amused to call it Brother to Salim, but yes ..gimana, he has to adjust is not it?

"Inget aja Abah mah, den Lingga still SMA time. There are many girls!", said Salim.

"It was a very ancient bah, astaghfirullah!", said Lingga who was suddenly embarrassed to remember his youth. Uh...but not old now, right???

"Former brother's girlfriend a lot huh? Howmany? Two, three what is more than five?", asked Galuh who suddenly came while holding Ganesh.

Salim held back his laughter and Lingga turned to the source of his wife's voice.

"Ehem, Abah to the back pond!" said Salim avoiding the seeds of world war.

"What the hell is Yang!", Lingga grabbed his wife's shoulder to sit on. Galuh knitted her eyebrows at the attitude of her husband.

"Why?", asked Galuh, looking at her husband in wonder.

"You don't have to be jealous, baby, it's youth. Understand that Yang! Ever since we got married, I have never been in a relationship with anyone. Swear on! Do not be angry or jealous yang!", said Lingga while raising his finger to form a V.

Galuh narrowed his eyes and then shook his head slowly.

"Feel yourself once. Who is jealous try ! Ordinary times. It's the ge of the past! Different if it happens now-now! Get ready...wlekkk!!", Galuh in style as if slitting his finger.

Do you understand what Galuh means??? 😁😁😁

The phallus shuddered in horror. He did know that his wife wouldn't make it that way. But a Lingga has absolutely no intention to mess with the wife. Splitting up for seven more years has made him kembis kempis life, how dare he mess with Galuh??? Which he lost himself.

"Astaghfirullah That! No Yang!", the phallus tried to seduce his wife again.

Mumun and Sekar smiled at Galuh and Lingga who looked so romantic. Don't know what they are, what Galuh and Linga are saying.

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"Mom, sorted out from our hospital to the photo studio huh. Brother said, we ready the photo to make a passport."

"Yes bah, but nothing to wear rich gini clothes?", asked Sekar. Salim smiled.

"What's wrong with mom's clothes? Nice and polite, ma'am. Precisely good, I don't wear a white hijab or the like."

"Why the bah?"

"And later the background tea is white, if the hijab is white, yes no look atuh."

Just nod in understanding.

"When do you want to return Aryan's car? Not good to borrow. At home there is a car Brother right?!", said Sekar.

"Yes, Abah will try to tell Aryan mas. Because every Abah wants to return, the answer is always take it first. It goes on." Now back to nod.

After almost an hour of travel, Sekar and Salim arrived at the hospital. They immediately went to the obstetrician who had Lingga contact first.

Believe me, people who have 'power' must have privilege anywhere even in the world halu 🤭. The phallus has power? Nah! But Lingga is quite well known as one of the 'quite prominent' people in the city district where he lives today.

"Good afternoon doc!", a couple greeted the doctor. After that the three of them chatted about their purpose here and also their intention if they would have children.

"Look, father mother, indeed having children is a prerogative of God. But as humans, we keep trying. It's just, sorry. It may sound pessimistic, but at that age miscarriage in early pregnancy often occurs. For example, it continues to the end of pregnancy, there is often pre-eclampsia, the baby is born prematurely and apologizes."

The explanation of the doctor is quite long to make a pair of newlyweds is gamy. Between desires and conditions that may not be supportive.

"So, should I... should not get pregnant again doc?", asked Sekar. Salim rubbed his wife's shoulder which looked so sad.

The doctor whose age was not much different from Sekar smiled.

"Mom should not, but I only recommend. But even if the father and mother still want the program is okay. The important thing is that the father and mother prepare everything. Be it the mother's own mental, or the father's readiness that must accompany the mother in the moments needed."

The husband and wife Salim looked at.

"We want to continue our program doc!", said Sekar sure. Salim looked quickly at his wife.

"Mom sure?", asked Salim. Sekar nodded confidently.

"Alright ma'am, let's check the condition of the mother!" said the doctor. Sekar also followed the steps of the doctor who headed to the room where the gurney to examine the patient.

The doctor helped the nurse begin to check the condition of Sekar.

"Sorry Mom, the last month when did you come?", asked the doctor.

"To be precise do not know doc, maybe three weeks ago!", replied Sekar. The doctor and nurse looked at each other.

(Suppose the procedure is so yes...Mon maappppp🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏)

The nurse prepared a device for the doctor to use.

"Sorry mom, excuse me for a second. Permission to take off her shirt, ma'am, the doctor will examine the mother's stomach" said the nurse was friendly. Sekar also agreed not to mind at all.

The doctor applies a gel on the device that Sekar believes is a tool to find out the sex of the baby. But.... why did the doctor examine her stomach????

The doctor smiled at each other with the nurse. When finished, the clothes are cleaned again.

"Let's Mom, we're talking in front of mom's husband!" the doctor said, carrying a small black paper.

"How about doc?", Salim asked the doctor. The doctor did not answer, but smiled. Then show the black picture to the couple.

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Make you Yuliana Tunru, Cah Kangkung, Siti.R , Risky Titi Sarlindra, Umirohi Azzaitun, Darra, Yusni, Yantie, Rizky Sandy, Zahbid Inonk and others who do not call all deh. You guys who ngarepin Ganesh have a new uncle or aunty 😁🤭

Thank you 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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