FORCED CHEATING
5PINGIN HAS GRANDCHILDREN

Ica finally came to Bu Endang's house. While Via and Mirza were quite bothered to bring the souvenirs, Ica had already dashed into the store and called Bu Een with her crisp voice.

"Eh, is there an Ica?" Welcome Ms. Een who is sitting behind the cashier's desk.

"Yes, same Om Mirza, Aunt Via as well."

Bu Een stuck out his neck and rushed to greet his favorite child, while Ica ran around the store Bu Een which resembled a mini market Apla Maret vast, where goods lined up neatly and lined up.

Some buyers who happened to be neighbors immediately greeted Mirza.

"Well, Mirza is back?"

"More and more optimistic."

"Mbak Via must be very happy and her husband came home?"

Mirza and Via are just smiling smiles.

"Mas, don't bring me souvenirs?" Chirps Udin the shopkeeper.

"Sure dong!" Mirza gave a large plastic containing several t-shirts with country icons that were visited during the voyage.

Udin immediately welcomed him with pleasure.

"We're not loved, are we?" Protests of one neighbor.

"That's a lot. Just pick it up."

Instantly the store became noisier because of the fight over shirts from Mirza. Hadeh, the Mirza is already rich people want to nominate aja council members yes use a t-shirt sharing event.

"Hey ..., what's even in that scramble? It's so you guys want to go shopping, huh?" Ms. Een is upset with her waist.

"So dong, Mom." Their words almost coincided.

"Thank you Mas, by-by.I doain moga smoothly rejekinya and cepet have momongan." Speak to one neighbor and secure another neighbor.

Bu Endang flat only. "Where is the shopping. Bring it here, Din!" Bu Endang's orders to Udin.

Ica tau-tau appears with various snacks and do not forget candy and chocolate in his hand. "Eyang Ndang, Ica can't ask for this?" Ask Ica innocently.

"Came? How much cake?" Via shock. "It's got chocolate from Om Mirza."

"No papa, really. Everyone can do Ica." Bu Een replied pausing to serve the buyer.

"But, Madam ... "

Mirza touched Via's shoulder slowly while nodding faintly gesturing to have to agree to her mother's words.

Via is actually not tasty because Ica every time invited there must take as much as she wants cake or candy, and Miss Een never mind.

"Bu Een well actually same Ica? Mas Mirza, Ms Via, already wants to have a grandchild.

Miss Een." Tapping on one Mother who still chooses instant noodles.

"Yes really. Cepetan make, gercep gercep ah! Mumpung Mas Mirza again is there, Ma'am?" Timpal Mother who was standing near the cashier's table who was greeted with another laugh.

Mirza laughs while embracing Via, who is just a small smile.

Mothers that if you like the origin of njeplak aja. Make the child called kayak make bakwan what yes, five minutes straight so?

"Yes, Mom. There is food from home for my mother. This is Riri cooking." Said Via later.

"Taroh at the dinner table."

Bu Een always flatly responded to Via. But Via was never discouraged. Mirza always encouraged her.

"Mother must have changed if she had a grandchild." That's how Mirza comforts his wife.

"But why don't we have kids, too, Mom?" Complain Via at that time.

"Damnahh!" Via pinched her husband's waist in annoyance.

"Aaawww... hurts!" Mirza grimacing. "Again dong, hehe ..."

"Don't be kidding, I'm upset! The same time as people taking medicine?" Via put on a sullen look at that time.

Mirza always casually responds to people's comments about her personal life. Nor ignored Bu Een who at that time goiter really because diasindirin continue to be the same friends of his arisan.

"Za, anyway I don't want to know you have to sneak a child! I can't stand being a mockery of Arisan!"

"What the hell, Mom? People have not been able to do it!"

"You were 3 years married, your wife was not pregnant? That's Minah's wedding yesterday afternoon, tomorrow the shabby brojol gave birth!"

Mirza even chuckles, especially if people are afraid that they like to lose their sense. "So my mother wants to tell me to marry the Minah so she can cepet brojol also have grandchildren?"

"Yes not! I don't want to have the help of a malem-malem ngelayab as many men."

"Well, I know why Minah can be straight from Brojol when she just got married yesterday afternoon?"

"Udah ah, why is it that you're talking about people's disgrace?"

"Will Mom start first?"

That afternoon, Bu Een's face was not very excited. The conversation happened on Mirza's return a year ago.

"Or marry again, Za!" Suddenly Miss Bu Een.

Mirza immediately glared. He almost jumped out of his seat not thinking his mother had such thoughts.

"Oath to the pirates I've never met, Mom. Why are you talking like that?"

"Ah, you are this. Don't you want to have children yourself?" Bu Een lightly.

"Yes, Mom."

"Well, love mother grandchild."

Mirza was silent as if she was thinking hard.

"All right, Mom." Mirza said later. "Mirza stopped working. Let Mirza always be the same Via didn't go long until months. Noon at night anyway Mirza will actively try to make the same grandchild Via."

Bu Een immediately fussed over Mirza's ears feeling a stir.

"You quit your job who will buy you a car again, same rice fields kebon teak? You still want to add to the provision of old days if you can't work anymore?"

"That's why I'm patient, yes. Gusti Allah is still waiting for the right time to give the trust to Mirza and Via, Ma'am. Ma'am Tia is the same Mas Arya had to wait five years to have a child."

"Yes that's because their economy hasn't been able to, it could have deliberately delayed it." Miss Een won't lose. "You're the other. Via it wants to marry you for sure because you are already established.you will have success from before marriage. Via should know yourself can give the best for Mother who has been relain you married just as she was in a way to give offspring." Ms. Een is getting worse.

Mirza knew very well that if her mother was so pointless to argue, then she took the solution herself.

"Mirza's got a better idea, ma'am."

"What?" Bu Een was enthusiastic

"From Mirza who was told to marry again, why didn't Mom just get married? Let's have a baby of my own."

Bugs!

Spontaneous Bu Een pounded Mirza's head with his bag of shells.

"About all! Older mothers are being asked to marry again!"

Mirza laughed with satisfaction at the expression of her mother who was holding back in annoyance.

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