Love is Unbreakable
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Mother immediately told Ega by my phone, that I could not go to work because of this disaster.
When I fall asleep, mother faithfully accompanied me by sitting on the right side with a fan ilir (hand fan made of woven bamboo) in her right hand occasionally her left hand removed the child's hair on my face when exposed to wind from the wind.
The news that I was on the motorbike was immediately as fragrant as beating the aroma of raflesia Arnoldi flowers immediately spread widely in the region where I live until it shocked residents 🤣🤣.
Kan if said mah people on the motorbike was severe, so on come nengokin me at home, do not know mah ya Alhamdulillah healthy just blisters not until broken bones, not, like what's in their shadow.
Mommy Imah her people are very diligent if it has been horrified there are sick neighbors, directly in Tengokin. So fitting they are horrified Naya on the motorbike whose children mpok Imah whose granddaughter Fatimah directly on the dateng for nengokin.
"Alhamdulillah ya pok, the Naya ora ngapa ngapa!" The voice I know belongs to Misbah.
"Yes Bah, this cave boy.Old bellyom he went to work seger buger, know tau onoh grandma grandma!" Excited mother while pointing with pouting lips towards Fatimah's grandmother who was busy making popolan (leaves of duck cucur in the mash to put on the forehead, if the cool language in the compress 🤭).
Fatimah's grandmother turned her head so called grandma, "Why ama cave huh?" Ask Fatimah's grandmother with a look without guilt has made the mother panic plus shocked.
Makin dongkol dah hearts mengeliet her mother's behavior 🤣🤣🤣.
"It's so, mom!" Motherhood.
Misbah giggled at the behavior of mother and child, the behavior of mother and grandmother Fatimah no doubt often beat the stomach Misbah, things that he never got from his parents in the village.
Misbah patted mom's arm.
Plaque.
"Busettt dah lu, by the way bae Bah do not use hands, blue and this cave arm!" Mommy rubbed her arm that was on the edge of Misbah.
"Yes, my grandmother is the same as her granddaughter!" Misbah.
"Yes but you don't use your hands, Misbah! The cave body is soft!" Excite mother again.
Since her weight rose a few pounds, the mother did feel her body flabby, so in the word teplak what in the pinch for the mother nyampe to the pain mah 🤭.
"Yes padok, sorry yes, aya gemes am padded!" Oceh Misbah's.
"Gemes the gemes, Bah.tar cave fire you so ade hahaha cave."
"Well don't get fired dong, pok..tar aya padoknya here who? If Empok Imah fire aya so adek?" Misbah's face was parsing.
"Ogah ah, aya mahunya pok Imah bae so padok aya here." Chirps Misbah.
"What do you have, Bah...why else nempel bae lu ama cave?"
"Bagen po mah ora has anything, pok udah mao ngarahin this aya it, mao ngajarin this aya it, po it's already bae ama aya!"
"Is it your neighbor?"
"Kalo bae mah pok.ora make aya more panic, aya child in the word of severe pain people just hot doang, aya child ask in the carrier in the word sick, aya, ampe throw garbage in front of the house aya? Kan he also had it a dumpster, ampe his son naro motor in front of the house aya, is how mao aya men try out the motor, already into the motor barrier he first!" Cerocos Misbah's.
"Patience, the name is also complex hehehe."
Mother same Misbah if you have met, upyaaak beeet, what bae discussed. There is no such thing as a word. Joking is still a reasonable limit even though there are words that are not pleasant to hear in the ears of Misbah, but yes so is the mouth of the mother Imah, already memorized outside the head of Misbah.
"Began you on, err!" Excited Fatimah's grandmother who approached Imah and Misbah with her left hand carrying white plastic.
White plastic grandma put on the floor.
"Swipe you, Im!" Oceh Fatimah's grandmother told Mother Imah to shift her seat.
"Eeet my grandmother mah." Say mother Imah while shifting her seat, "Lu again Bah, slide!" Mother Imah's orders.
Misbah shifted her seat so in front of my feet that were still asleep.
"What's it for, grandma?" Misbah asked as she saw Grandma putting the collision of duck bows on my forehead.
"It's popol, make it hot." Oceh Fatimah's grandmother.
My faint sense of hearing heard a noise, my forehead felt a rich chill in the ice and as my two eyes opened, I saw Fatimah's grandmother who was polishing my forehead with the collision of duck cucur leaves, while Imah's mother fanned me, Misbah massaged my legs.
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