Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
152. Finally met Anggara

Mr. Sanusi stepped into the yard of Olive's house. Then he entered the house without saying hello. So that made Olive, Anggara and mama who were gathered in the dining room surprised by his presence.

"Papa?" Muttered the three of them compactly.

"So, mama's been secretly here."

"ye-yeah, pa. Mama's been hanging out with Olive. He's our only son."

"If it's just kangen and want to meet is okay, ma. But if you give them food often, it can ruin their intention to practice independent living."

"Mama only occasionally brought them food, pa. You see, mama Kasian sees them having trouble running a laundry business. So it's okay to occasionally bring both of them food. Moreover, Olive's stomach is also getting bigger."

Mr. Sanusi let out a long breath. He wanted to see his son and daughter-in-law fight for even longer. But his wife ruined it.

"Yes, it's up to mom. Importantly, do not often give them facilities. It's not that papa hates and is stingy with them. But back again to the original intention, changed for the better." After saying that, Mr. Sanusi left.

Olive and Anggara felt bad, because because of her, mama got angry by her papa.

"You take it easy, Papa's not angry with you. What matters is that you continue to be passionate about doing business. Keep the condition of the body as well, if tired yes rest first."

"Yes, ma." Reply Anggara and Olive together, to relieve the heart of his mother.

Because the work had piled up, Anggara immediately returned to the laundry room, to do his job. Mama from Olive also intervened to help do the work of her son.

Actually Olive and Anggara had banned it, but mama still insisted. Eventually the two relented and let mom help with her work.

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That night Mr. Anwar slept soundly. Coincidentally Mama wriggled up, because she wanted to pee.

When she saw her husband's phone on the nightstand, an intention emerged in her heart. By sneaking around, he took the phone and looked for Anggara's number.

After successfully copying his number, he returned the phone to its original position. A relieved smile curled on his lips.

'Yes, I can finally contact Anggara.' My inner mama exclaimed with excitement.

After Anggara left the house, Anwar deliberately deleted his number from his wife's contact list. So my mom couldn't reach him to just ask him for news.

The next day, after Mr. Anwar left for work, Mama contacted Anggara.

"Hallo, ma." Anggara from across there.

"Fugitive." Reply mom while sobbing.

"Where are you? Why don't you ever call Mom?"

"Female living in a rented house with Olive, ma. We're doing just fine. What about mama?"

"Based on a stupid kid, of course Mama misses you. Where are we contracting? Why don't you just stay at Olive's?"

"We decided to live independently, ma. In order not to be your dependents."

Mama could not stem her tears, she was filled to hear the explanation of her son. He thought his son had not contacted or visited him because he was comfortable living in his in-laws' house. He knew he was living in a rented house.

"What Olive can cook, do laundry, clean the house..."

"Olive and Anggara can now do it all, ma. Relax, it's hard and we're happy to go through it together. If we cannot be grateful for God's gift, God may be more angry and even cause a problem far greater than this."

My mother's lips quivered, hearing her son's explanation. Tumben once his son could say wise like that. He was intrigued to meet her.

"Send your rented home address. Mama's going there now." After that, my mom turned off her phone. And Anggara sent the home address to his mother.

As done by his mother Olive, his mother Anggara also brought a full meal with vegetables and side dishes, for Anggara.

An hour away, he finally arrived at the green house, which contained a large laundry banner.

"Did they open the laundry?" He murmured while frowning and observing the house before him.

Because in the laundry room there are no people, then the mother Anggara can not know whether it is true Anggara rented house or not. He called his son, but his number was not active.

"Where the hell is it, son." He murmured, then he got out of the car.

Just now he wanted to knock on the door, it had already opened first. So that makes mama surprised and rubbed her chest.

"Fugitive." "Mama." Mama and Anggara said together. The two hugged for a while.

"So you're right to contract in this house?" Ask Mama after parsing a hug and scanning the living room.

"Yes, ma. Let's go in."

"Wait a minute, mommy's back in the car first."

She went back to the car to get the food she had brought from home. While Anggara continued his work sweeping the house.

Shortly after, my mother returned to the terrace. Anggara also let him in.

"Where's your wife?"

"Baked, ma."

"Book?"

"Yes, Anggara call first yes, ma." Anggara got up from his seat and was about to walk towards the kitchen. But my mom held him.

"No, mama's wondering what she's cooking." Mama got up and walked along with Anggara to the kitchen.

It looks like his son-in-law is removing the sweat dripping on his face with one hand. While the other hand stirred the cooking in the pot.

"What are you cooking, Liv?" Asked Mama who made Olive surprised, then she turned her head.

"Mama."

The pregnant woman stopped her activities, then cleaned her hands with a negligee she was wearing before reaching out to shake hands with her mother-in-law.

Not only did they receive a helping hand, the two of them also hugged each other.

"I'm sorry mom used to tell you to do homework. So that you do not feel at home stay at home mom and choose to go. Mama thinks you live happily in your house, it turns out to be living in a rented house."

"It's okay, ma. Instead Olive thanked me, because my mother had taught Olive to do homework. So now we're used to doing everything alone."

"Your stomach is so big, how many months?" Mama rubbed Olive's distended stomach.

"Four months more, ma."

"Don't be too tired. The baby in your womb."

"Yes, ma."

"Oh, yes. Mama brought vegetables and side dishes. You guys eat first."

"Wait a minute, ma. Responsibility, soon the vegetables that Olive made are also almost ripe."

On the sidelines of their conversation, there was the sound of someone coming from the laundry room.

"Few ahead for a moment, ma. Looks like somebody wants laundry." Olive's husband immediately walked quickly to the laundry room. Her mother was happy to see her son and daughter-in-law who seemed to change, and her efforts could go on.