I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapters 14. Stay

Yulia reached her house. He immediately entered to take Shila in

coupler.

"Assalamu'alaikum, mother!"

"Waalaikum salam. Yulia you're home?" Kanti's mother who was eating frowned to see Yulia coming home with a small child. He put his lunch on his mother's room table.

"Shila, this is Auntie's mother. Mother, this is the boss's son who has a self-service. I don't know why he quickly got along with Yulia, keep whining earlier come here!" Shila approached Bu Kanti. Then she endured it with ta'dzim and kissed the back of Bu Kanti's hand.

"Beautiful and godly child." mother commented to Shila while stroking her head.

"Mom's going to miss Rima look at you, Shila" said the mother with teary eyes. Rima is the son of Angga, her brother Yulia. They still live in one city, but the situation is also quite alarming.

"Yes, I'll call Angga's sister, Mom!" answer Yulia short. Then out brought the plate that Bu Kanti made to eat.

"Where did you get this lunch from?" yulia asked after she finished storing her mother's dirty dishes. Kanti's mother was stroking Shila's hair, very quickly they were familiar, thought Yulia. Shila also sat down with her mother while continuing to pay attention to her.

"So Munaroh came here to see my mother. He knows from you who bought his chicken porridge this morning." Yulia ber-oh ria's.

"What sick granny?" shila asked innocently to Bu Kanti.

"Sick old granny, beautiful Nduk!" mom smiled. His longing with his only grandson who had not met for a long time channeled.

"Silma's grandmother is also old. But healthy." chirped the innocent little boy made Bu Kanti and Yulia laugh.

"Yes, my grandmother will soon be healthy too. I've been taking medicine from the doctor!"

Tok tok!

As they jokingly sounded a knock on the door.

Who's on the table? think Yulia. He walked to the front of the house and opened the door. And surprised to find who was there.

"Sir Romi, Miss Alvi!" Miss Alvi smiled.

"We'd like to see your mother, Yulia!" Yulia. I can't believe his hearing.

"Eh, yes. Please come in first! " Yulia stepped aside to give the two people space to enter the house.

"Sorry, our house is just a rickety hut, sir! Come, please sit down!" Romi sat on the worn-out sofa, wailing. Probably looking for her son's whereabouts. While Bu Alvi still standing, sayup sayup heard people talking.

"Where is your mother, Yul! I want to see you."

"Oh yes, Mom! Please my mother is in her room." Bu Alvi follows Yulia, and upon arriving at Bu Kanti's room, the,

"Grandmother! whose grandma is here?" ask Shila girang. Earlier Bu Alvi saw with his own eyes his grandson was on the lap of his mother Yulia and hugged her tightly.

"Grandmother to your father, Shila."

"Oiya, Mum. Meet me Alvi, Shila's grandmother! Bu Alvi shook Bu Kanti's hand. They throw each other smiles.

"I'm Kanti, Ms. Alvi. Sorry, Ms. Alvi bothered to come to our hut here!" Bu Kanti felt bad.

"What's wrong Mom, I want to know my mom, so there's a reason. Waah, my granddaughter nempel same Bu Kanti, just like the time in the store. It is like the tail of Yulia. I don't know why my granddaughter is very familiar with Yulia. She's nice and pretty, hehehe!" puji Bu Alvi sounded sincere from the heart. Shila came down from Bu Kanti's lap and approached the grandmother who was sitting on a wooden chair.

"Shila's happy at Aunt Yulia's?" gurau Bu Alvi stroked her grandson's hair. Shila nodded.

While outdoors, Yulia was serving tea to Romi.

"Sorry Mr. Romi, there's only tea. Please drink it."

"Yes, thank you." That's just Romi's answer. Still sweeter, than just in answer hmmm.

"Then, I stay inside first, sir,,,!" not yet finished Yulia talk, seen mother out on Bu Alvi's father Shila.

"Loh, Mum! why come out of the room, I'm still sick?" Yulia replaced Shila on the left side of Bu Kanti.

"Mother is bored in Yul's room, looking for some fresh air!" mrs Kanti replied as she walked slowly. At the sight of Romi, Kanti's mother smiled. Romi just nodded. I put my mom in the single chair.

After Bu Kanti sat perfectly in the chair Romi stood up and approached him, greeted him with full ta'dzim and kissed the back of his hand, then returned to his original seat. Mom looks happy to see Romi's courtesy.

"Please drink first, ma'am, tea. Cold rush!" Yulia broke the awkwardness in this room. Ms. Alvi sat down beside her son, while Shila chose to sit with Yulia and struggled spoiled.

They talked warmly, more precisely Bu Alvi and Bu Kanti who spoke. Romi and Yulia and Shila were silent. Waitaminute!

Kok tumben Shila quietly leaned on Yulia.

And it turns out that the boy is asleep.

"Oh my God, my grandson is happy and at home apparently here, until everything falls asleep. Though I am the same father, half dead persuaded him if told to take a nap. Yeah, well, he left it here to let his sleep not be disturbed."

break up Bu Alvi.

"Mom!"

Bu Alvi shook his head at his son who wanted to protest.

"Let Yulia this afternoon not go back to the store. You accompanied your mother first Yulia. When Shila wakes up, you take her to the store. This time let him sleep here with you." a decision that Romi couldn't resist.

They finally broke down, and left Shila in this house. The key of the motorcycle that Yulia was riding owned by Mbak Fani was also requested by Bu Alvi and replaced with the key of the motorcycle that Romi was driving.

"This motorbike is ours, you can wear as you please Yulia." handed the motor key to Yulia before leaving the place.

Yulia was just dumbfounded, when Romi hugged her mother away. Leaving her bicycle to wear Yulia.

"Mother, sleep Mom!"

"I like the boy, handsome and polite" said the mother.

"Momuu! What the hell is this mom!" Yulia snorted and her mouth scowled.

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Shila was ushered home by Yulia on the eve of the Maghreb. Because Shila did not want to be driven home, after waking up from sleep. He still wants to play in this house and is supervised by Bu Kanti and Yulia.

It seems that Kanti's mother is entertained by the presence of a funny Shila and the word he said often makes mothers laugh anxiously. His health gradually recovered, although his hands were still difficult to move.

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