
Fitri was disappointed at the loss of his student who ran away from him, either embarrassed or scared.
Then he got into Dicky's car.
"Kok very fast Bu Fitri, should have been pursued by Dara and her brother, if necessary to go to his house!" said Bu Sita.
"Who said quick! I feel Fitri's been out too long!" cetus Dicky returned to drive his car.
Mom Sita stopped her car not far from Dicky's house.
"Stop Mr. Doctor, I'll just get off here!" said Ms. Sita.
"Lho, is Bu Sita's house in this area? Not far from our house!" fitri.
"Well, I told you, Mom, we're in line, but the arrogant Bu Fitri never offered me to go home together!" sahut Bu Sita opened Dicky's car door.
"Thank you Doctor!" ms. Sita said, Dicky just nodded his head.
Dicky returned to his car.
"Bu Sita is strange, when he only said hello to Mas Dicky, I am the friend who was not even considered!" fitri.
"Already Fit, a person like him should not be too considered, can be big head him!" sahut Dicky's.
"Mas Dicky, will you take me to Dara's house tonight? I want to talk to his parents, he came home prematurely without saying goodbye!" pinta Fitri's.
"Of course baby, before we get home to eat first yuk outside, Fitri want to eat what?" ask Dicky.
"As for Dicky, whatever I come with!" answer Fitri.
"The wife is obedient, not sorry I married you Fit!" said Dicky as he pinched Fitri's cheek gently.
"So what's Dicky gonna eat?" ask Fitri.
"I want to take you to eat seafood Fit, I haven't eaten boiled clams and grilled fish in a long time!" answer Dicky.
"Well, that must be delicious, I also like seafood Mas!" fitri.
Dicky then headed to a seafood restaurant not far from home, where he sat down and ordered boiled shellfish and grilled fish.
"What do you want again Fit? Sweet sour squid? Or Shrimp oyster sauce?" ask Dicky.
"I eat grilled fish Mas, same with you, non-cholesterol!" fitri.
"Hmm, well baby, I order two big grilled carp, we're having a fish party today!" Dicky.
After their order came, they also ate with greed, especially Fitri who at rest hours had not had time to eat.
"Well, today you ate so well Fit, I'm glad to see it!" dicky said with a smile.
"Oh Dicky, I'm so embarrassed!" sahut Fitri blushed.
"Why should you be ashamed, dear, am I not your husband? Eat a lot, so you're healthy!" said Dicky.
After they finish their meal. They went straight home to their house.
Dicky and Fitri were surprised when they got to their front door, there was a car parked there.
"It looks like there's a guest!" fitri.
"Yes Fit, let's go in!" take Dicky who immediately took Fitri into his house.
When they reached the living room, they were surprised to see Pak Karta and Bu Eni, Fitri's parents, were sitting while watching television.
"Yes Fit! You are rarely going home anyway, the same father I know, not in the thought of Fit, your husband's house is very large, you must be guaranteed here Fit!" said Bu Eni enthusiastically.
Dicky looked at his father and mother-in-law.
"Mas Dicky has not taken leave again Mom, the plan is that the holiday is a bit long we do want to go there, miss also the same Mr Mother!" answer Fitri.
"Mother has eaten? Let me ask Bi Sumi to put something up for you!" said Dicky.
"Eh, we just ate Nak Dicky, we also bring a lot of souvenirs, it's in the kitchen, there are bananas, jackfruit, various chips, also taro!" said Bu Eni.
"Well, a lot, thanks Mom!" sahut Dicky's.
"Yes son, the name is visiting children, it feels like everyone wants to take it!" pak Karta.
Then Dicky seemed ready to go back to the hospital.
"Where's that handsome son-in-law going?" ask Bu Eni.
"I have to go back to the hospital, 3 o'clock there's a practice schedule!" sahut Dicky's.
"Well, the more proud I am of you Dicky boy, the more careful I am on the street, and never look at another woman besides my son!" said Bu Eni.
Dicky nodded his head with a smile.
After driving her husband to the front, Fitri again sat down to join her parents to let go of longing.
"Where are you guys from?" ask Pak Karta.
"Mas Dicky picked me up at school, sir, now I teach at school! Mother, if you want to rest in the guest room, yes, it is ready and but really!" answer Fitri.
"Hmm, if you're fit, you're home, or you go to the mall, or to the salon, the money from your husband is more than enough!" said Bu Eni.
"Not so Mom, I teach because I love teaching, and there are activities, if at home I continue to be bored!" sahut Fitri's.
"It's up to you to be Fit, the important thing is that you're happy, Oya, by the way when are you going to give us grandchildren?" ask Bu Eni suddenly.
Fitri was stunned to hear his mother's question, so far his mother did not know that Fitri had been pregnant as a result of rape.
Fitri and Dicky did agree to hide this for the common good, not wanting to make Fitri's parents sad let alone Shock.
"Lho Fit, how come you're dumb?" continued Bu Eni.
"This mother, come and come and ask that, yes everything there is a time, later also the time to get pregnant yes we will have grandchildren too!" sergah Pak Karta's.
"O Father, it is natural for parents to ask this to their children, old-fashioned fathers only!" cetus Bu Eni's.
"Already sir, Mom, I can't fulfill your request right now, I'm sorry!" fitri.
"Already Fit, you don't be sad, your mother does like to talk slippery ceplos from the past, you want to take a walk for a while ya around the park, smart Dicky his house is beautiful!" said Pak Karta who immediately stood up and walked towards the outside of the house.
Suddenly Bu Eni took her bag, and then she took something out of her bag.
"Fit, this is a fertility herbal medicine for you, you regularly drink yes, mother has brought it so it is mandatory to drink, and this is another one, this is a male medicine, to nourish the seeds of your husband, to nourish the seeds of your husband, you make it every night for him!" said Bu Eni while offering two boxes of herbal medicine.
"Mother what the hell!? Wear all these things, I'm ashamed of Mas Dicky, and without this herbal medicine, Mas Dicky is already mighty!" sahut Fitri.
"Let's more Joss!" whispered Bu Eni.
Fitri only smiled wryly while scratching his head.
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