He Who Came Back
4. Special part (Mak Duma Jealousy)

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Older keladi getting older getting older so, that's the nickname that mak Duma gave to Pak Azis last night after they came home from the hospital.

It happened because when the check up at the hospital a young doctor who is still very beautiful said Azis sir still looks dashing at his current age.

The man over sixty years old was clearly proud, especially when a female nurse said she did not expect the age of the Azis sir to be more than sixty years.

The warm war between Azis and Mak Duma was inevitable until Raja and Yana surrendered and did not intervene.

Lili and Lulu even locked her room tightly because they did not want to accept guests who sometimes like to come in the middle of the night when the country is not okay.

But just this afternoon the terrible war began this morning Mr. Azis and Mak Duma have gotten back together as if nothing had happened. Mak Duma was even seen blushing as Pak Azis praised his incomparable cuisine.

For Yana, this is no longer a new thing, too often he saw the rhythm of two lovebirds that are no less sweet than Korean dramas.

“Ay, later at three in the afternoon do not forget we go to the marga,” said the King when Ayyana put black coffee on the dining table in front of her husband.

“Since when did Kelen join the touran?” ask Mak Duma to his son and daughter-in-law. Since the birth of Nua, Pak Azis and mak Duma have not settled in Jakarta, but they often come and stare long enough.

“After Nua was born mak, said brother let Aya know the custom and culture of batak,” said Yana explained.

“That's good,” Pak Azis replied in agreement with the activities that Raja and Yana were participating in.

“Follow mom bang.” Mak Duma's request made the King shocked.

“Ga need mak, at home aja mamak,” replied the King rejected the request of mak Duma subtly.

“Let it, just bring your mama to let it not sit in this house.” Mr. Azis who knew nothing to defend his wife tried to become a hero in front of the woman who had been more than forty years as his wife.

“But, sir.”

“Bby mak, come who knows there are children of mamak friends there who can be my friends,” replied Yana happy.

“But, Ay.”

“Udah gapapa mamak ready later after dzuhur we pick up mamak.” Yana took a unilateral decision, that morning it was Sunday he and the children would go to Nur's mother's house for a while and promised to graze mamak after dzuhur.

The king of course was happy to see the interaction between Yana and mak Duma which was always harmonious. But this time it can be sure it will be chaotic if mamak come to the marga arisan.

While the King was waiting for his son and wife on the porch of the house, Azis sir approached his eldest son.

“Why does your heart weigh when you bring your mama to the tomb?” Ask Azis curious.

“For the sake of father, what else?” replied the King calmly.

“What pulp did you bring me?” ask Azis sir.

The king took a deep breath and looked at his father. “Pak, his bow this time at the house of Inda.”

“Those mammoths_” Pak Azis eyes widened his lips unable to continue his speech.

“Iya right, pande this time your father ah, Inda whose mother is a widowed crazy asked in marriage with father.”

“And unfortunately Hendon's mom is now in Jakarta, Inda has been repeatedly ngingetin me so I don't bring mamak or gaffer, whine according to the father if mamak met the same mom Hendon?” asked the King with a triumphant smile on Azis sir.

“Mampus is the father of bang, you have to find a way to let your mama go there.” Mr. Azis started to panic and was horrified to imagine what would happen.

The time is valid until when Raja and Yana come to pick up mak Duma, Pak Azis has not been successful in seducing the woman so as not to go to the arisan.

“Our guests yes sir, many fathers pray,” said the King to his father when he left the house while waving his hands at Mr. Azis.

Mak Duma is still a woman who upholds self-esteem, she only smiles when Hendon continues to ask her to tell stories about Mr. Azis.

But it was only stored in front of the public, when it was in the car on the way home Mak Duma had planned to give a hard warning to Azis sir, even though Mr. Azis never knew what his fault was.

Yana who finally knew the story also regretted having invited mak Duma, but what in order to regret that could not improve the situation.

When he got home, the Duma mother got a sight no less painful, with her eyes mak Duma saw Pak Azis giving tissue to Maryam, Tita's mother who was crying on the porch of their house.

Mak Duma already considers Maryam as his own child, but the seeds of jealousy that has existed since the arisan earlier make the anger of the Duma mak peaked can not be controlled anymore.

“Mak, I have to how?” Maryam rushed to hug Mak Duma when she saw the woman.mak Duma wisely returned Maryam's embrace and asked what happened.

While his eyes stared intently at the Azis pack ready to pounce and finish off the Azis pack that second as well, mak Duma believes Maryam is not wrong just that he does not like when Azis sir gives attention to other women.

It was dusk, Maryam had returned home picked up by Tita and her husband, wak Mar had prepared dinner and all had gathered at the dinner table.

“Bang, ask your father if he wants fried fish or fish gulai?” mak Duma said to the King, and made the eyes of Lili, Lulu and Nua look at their opung.

“Bap_” voice of King restrained because Pak Azis already answered first.

“Same your mamak, father of fried fish aja.” Azis sir's answer made the eyes of his three grandchildren turn to look at Azis sir.

“Mak, kat_” again the King did not continue his words because mak Duma had put fried fish on her husband's plate. And followed by three pairs of eyes his grandson followed the hand motion of the duma mak.

“Bang, ask your father this brother he wants coffee or tea?”

“Pak, said ma_” this time the King was back silent when he saw Azis sir had started to open his mouth, but what happened was in fact Lili who spoke first, the little girl who had been sitting in the fourth grade of SD was already impatient to see her father zolimi.

“Opung, if you want to send a message, the person must be far away. If opung still want to send a message to atok let me bring it to the front later opung can send a message.”

“Ga understands you,” replied mak Duma relaxed.

“Jealous is he,” chirps mak Azis make mak Duma. Growing annoyed.

“Mana I am jealous of the same old man like father.” lips mak duma has advanced two centi when talking.

“You're usually jealous, pregnant you're Duma.” Mr. Azis won't lose.

“Your mouth is yes, ga shame you're in front of the grandson.” Throughout the debate the eyes of the King, Hannah and her children followed where the direction of the source of the voice.

“Tok, pung, eat me for a while later I will explain about sending a message, if you don't believe me, I will see my textbook Lili with her serious face teaching mak Duma to make the King laugh the loudest among all.

But when he saw the face of Mak Duma, the King's laughter was silent at once imagining the owner of the paradise door was angry.

“Yes already, I want to drink what this abis?” ask mak Duma directly to Mr. Azis.

“If you make anything I want, Duma,” replied Mr. Azis with the sweetest smile.

“That's right, if you're close you don't have to send a message.” Lili spoke again before feeding a spoonful of fried rice to her mouth.

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