Love is Unbreakable
Unseparated Love 67

After the affairs of the stomach are resolved and the mother has also wrapped the rice sitting with jengkol stew along with the bakwan that you will give to the grandmother Fatimah.

Mother, Naya and Apri continue the journey to return home, do not know deh ya no longer ntar that hamper their journey.

"Nob in taekin Pri, his bike?" tanya Naya who mellowed Apri. It is unlikely that it can also be paddled with Apri, the road uphill.

"You're the one who brought Apri's cut" Apri pinta with a smile on her lips.

"Who told me to bring a piece." ledek Naya who let Apri lead her bicycle, while her left hand carrying a white plastic bag containing a pack of rice.

"Nay, push mother dong Nay.. mother g strong way!" the mother who slowed her path.

"Yes mother, when was that stomach!" exclaim Naya, but still push the body of the mother from behind by using two palms attached to the back of the mother.

"Oh, mother cape nih Nay." said mother again.

"The stage of the bun, this is very sultry bun. Mother's clothes behind her are really wet" said Naya, whose back is wet with sweat.

"That means you are healthy Nay" said the mother.

"Lah bun, Naya is not sultry rich mom.. Naya's not well that's bun?" ask Naya.

"Well healthy Nay, you are skinny Nay, not rich fat mother.It's natural that cepet cape." said mother gave a reason that is quite reasonable for Naya.

"Ooooooh is that bun?" ask Naya who had ber oh riya.

"Nay, sit there first yuk Nay" said mother after seeing the wooden bench on the side of the road.

"OK on." said Naya.

After passing the uphill road, finally the mother properly rested her body by sitting on a wooden bench that was deliberately made by Baba Dawih, who was still the sister of Fatimah's grandmother, who was deliberately made, wooden benches that are right under the rambutan tree, make the atmosphere shady, blazing sun blocked by lush foliage.

"Wouldn't you sit?" ask the mother who saw Naya still standing.

"Pengen is bun" said Naya who sat beside the mother.

"Where is the apri going?" ask the mother who saw Apri already sitting on her bicycle seat.

"Apri wants to go home, mao maen ama abang Sandi." said Apri.

"This is Pri, all of you take home and continue to love grandma" said the mother while showing a packet of rice sitting in a white plastic bag.

"The loving mother.. Apri mao direct maen.drug mother!" exclaim Apri who immediately pedal his bike quickly increase the mother and Naya after previously had the drug on the mother.

"Heeet yes, luh kiddo.kid very hard to tell." nagging mother who saw Apri's behavior.

Naya took her phone out of her drawer pocket.

View the message sent by Surya.

"She was angry, still a sms mulu." Inner Naya, while smiling herself saw the message from Surya.

✉️ 0896222***

You've come home the ballom anyway? don't worry about what people are.

✉️ 0896222***

Don't forget to mention if you have a holiday schedule.

✉️ 0896222***

Yank, don't forget to eat

✉️ 0896222***

If you're home, don't forget to tell me yank. love you Naya.

Naya replies to Surya's message.

⁇ ️ Naya

I'm still on the road with mom, again ngasoh.

⁇ ️ Naya

I'll tell you later if you know the holiday schedule.

"No bales, where else is the boy." Inner Naya who saw the screen of her phone has not also received a reply from Surya.

"You're bales who's Nay?" ask the mother who saw Naya was typing letters on her cellphone kipet.

"It's Surya's message bales, bun." replied Naya.

"You're connecting with Surya again?" ask mother.

"Yes bun, this one too.. Surya hapenya said so do not understand me." explained Naya.

"Are you serious about Surya, huh Nay?" ask mother.

"Build aja bun, dating does not mean same marriage he too, right?" ask Naya.

"You can, look for a more mature mind Nay" said mother.

"Yes bun." answered Naya.

"Find the same education, let if you have children.you are the same boy you will be in line for the education of Nay's children." said the mother again advised Naya.

"Yes already a bun, far away he thought.it's still far away that's mah bun." said Naya.

"Bagen is still far away, there must be a Nay placening" said the mother.

"Yes aja deh." grumbled Naya who in nasehati mother.

Mother stood up from her seat and said, "Come on Nay, go home." take the mother.

"Oh yes" said Naya who kept her phone back in her pants pocket.

Naya and Bunda now go hand in hand with Naya who carries a white plastic package what else if it does not contain a pack of rice for Fatimah's grandmother.

"Bun, wear bun" said Naya when going through the stall in front.

"Buy ice gih there" said mother by offering a piece of money in gray with a nominal of 2 thousand rupiah.

"Mother mao, aren't you?" ask Naya.

"May." jawan mama.

"Eh huh, where's Luh's groceries?" tegur mak Ijah who saw the mother and Naya while passing the vegetable stall.

"It was brought with Naya, pok." said the mother.

"Borong nih grotto vegetables Imah." haggar mak Ijah.

"It's easy, take money first at home." Mother's reason.

Naya stopped by the stall that was right across the street from the vegetable stall of Mak Ijah, while the mother waited for Naya on the side of the road while chatting with mak Ijah.

"Bring a lot of money" said mak Ijah.

"That looks mah, nyari used to be in a pok shirt tuck!" exciting mother.

"What is bae in the word Luh, Imah" said mak Ijah.

Naya approached the mother with her left hand carrying a white plastic bag and also a plastic glass drink in her right hand, "This is bun!" exclaim Naya while offering a gel** tea drink to mother.

"Well, where are you for Nay?"

"There's.." Naya reached into the pocket of her right pants, "It's Naya's." while thrusting a straw into the plastic cup-packed drink that Naya was holding.

Mommy has also sucked out the glass packaging drink, then throw the empty glass into the trash can near the mother stands.

"Aus very bun?" asked Naya who saw the mother throw away the packaging of the drink.

"Aus Nay." replied the mother.

"Aye first pok." said mother to mak Ijah.

"Iye, bae-bae luh. greetings to mak luh ya Imah." said mak Ijah.

"It looks like mah." said the mother and passed along with Naya.

Just arrived in front of the saung looks Fatimah's grandmother who is sweeping the yard of the house.

"Heh Imah, lamat very luh sportanya!". exclaimed Fatimah's grandmother who was sweeping the yard.

"Yes the mother, the name is also sports yes must be long." mother sat her butt on the saung and berserked feet.

"Sir, nih." said Naya while showing off a bag of white plastic.

"What is Naya?" ask Fatimah's grandmother who saw the parcel shown by Naya.

Fatimah's grandmother walked towards the saung and leaned the broom that Fatimah's grandmother had used to sweep the yard to the mango tree.

"This is the rice of Mindil's hajj for grandma." replied Naya, sitting herself in the saung.

"Tau bae luh pan, if the laper cave!" exclaims grandma Fatimah.

"Yes you know, aye that's it." said the proud mother.

Fatimah's grandmother opened the white plastic package and sat next to her.

"Grandma didn't wash her hands?" ask Naya.

"Well yes, cave forget.take gih sono Nay!" grandmother Fatimah's orders.

"Water drink what water well nek?" ask Naya who has stood back up.

"Water drink is. cepet gih, cave aus nih" said grandma.

Naya walked to Fatimah's grandmother's house to bring a glass of water that was asked by Fatimah's grandmother to drink and also wash her hands, of course.

"Where is Apri? ora with Luh back home?" ask Fatimah's grandmother who has not seen Apri's whereabouts.

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