MUSHROOMS. Young Widows Underage
GADO - GADO Mbok Suminah.

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Life is like a coin... On the one hand there is success and on the other there is failure. The two will not be able to appear simultaneously, but alternately.  When one side appears, the other side is waiting to appear.

When we are being given pleasure in the form of pleasure, excess sustenance do not forget all that is a test, so that we remember to be grateful and not to forget the moment of lack, as well as to others who are feeling the test of limitations. Do not overdo everything and always remember that everything in this world belongs to Allah Ta'ala.

Whatever happens to us, happy or sad, believe all surely His plan will always lead to the estuary of happiness, in the world or in the end. But sometimes we who seem not aware of the presence of happiness. Because it is hindered by too much imagination.

Be aware, as a weak servant without His help, there is no power and effort other than all because of His permission, so stand when we have tried our best as a form of obeying His commandments.

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Hearing the Grandmother's words, which led to death, made Gibran's face pias. For Gibran, Sharah was his only family left. Even though he had an uncle or aunt, he still did not want to admit them. For Gibran, their affection for him was false. Because of their kindness to him only because he has wealth. He never wanted to acknowledge them as his family.

"What the hell is Nek? How rich is Mulu! Always saying you want to catch up with Grandpa! Grandmother, how cool would you be to leave Yuda?'" gibran protests, which he does not like to hear the words of his grandmother.

Hearing her grandson's protest, Syarah immediately smiled faintly, it meant that he had known the weakness of the grandson, "Yes you anyway, come instead of making small talk first cake! Then accompany his grandmother to eat first. This is why coming to play angry is not clear so! Huh!" reply by putting on a face that looks a little upset too.

"Yes endless, Grandma too anyway." said Gibran again, meaning he wanted to protest again to the Grandma. But it was immediately denied by Sharah.

"Shhhh..! Don't protest anymore! Now sit here! Grandma eat first!" cut off Sharah, as she pulled the hand of her granddaughter. Until finally Gibran was sitting right next to his seat Sharah.

"Sir, Yuda can't stay here for long, because there's still a lot to do!" gibran said, whose speech now sounds softer.

"Shhhh..! Grandma get rid of Grandma's friends eat first! Only then do we talk!" sharah said sounding resolute, making Gibran finally speechless.

Seeing his grandson speechless, Syarah immediately spooned the food on his plate. After that he put the spoon in Gibran's mouth.

"Try to open your mouth, son? Aaaa." said Sharah softly. As he was about to feed Gibran as a mother would feed a three-year-old

"Eh, What the hell is Nek! Gibran is not a kid anymore!" gibran protested, as he shunned his face from the spoon proffered by his Grandmother.

"Yes Grandma knows, you're not a child anymore. But what's wrong with Grandma wanting to feed you, son? Who knows this speech is the last feed from Grandma," said Sharah, who again his words lead to separation. And that made Gibran once again gasp at hearing it.

"Well..! Grandma used to say that! Yes, Gibran ate!" he said with annoyance. But still he followed the wishes of his Grandmother and finally he opened his mouth, "Humm..enak!" he said, as he chewed the food that had been fed by Sharah.

"Hu'um Nek, how delicious! Yuda wanted to eat alone, akh" he said as he opened the plate that was still lying on the table right in front of him. Then he immediately took the rice and side dishes. After that he directly devoured it, excitedly. Making Sharah who saw him immediately smile triumphantly.

It was so good to see her granddaughter who was excited about her food. Makes him forget his own food. It made Gibran wonder to see it.

"How come Grandma doesn't eat anyway? He said he wanted company? Uda Yuda friendin Grandma even fun to see Yuda eat anyway?" gibran protested, with his mouth, which was seen still filled with food.

"Hehehe.. Watching you eat Grandma, until you forget, same Grandma food. Yes already this Grandma also ate, really," replied Syarah, as she began to scoop up her food. This time it went straight into his own mouth.

The atmosphere, the dining room became quiet. Because both of them seem to enjoy their food with wisdom. Syarah smiled again, when she saw Gibran who ate it up.

"Enak ya Nak Gado-gadonya? Did you eat it all the way up?" ask Sharah. It seems he finished his meal.

"Hu'um, good, Grandma! Oooh.. So this is what's called hodgepodge?" ask Gibran back. He then put his food back in his mouth.

"Yes Nak, right, this is the name hodgepodge," replied Sharah as it is.

"Well, it turns out Grandma can also yes, make hodgepodge as good as this?" asked Gibran, still looking excited to eat.

"Eh, where did Grandma cook kayak ginian, son. How can Grandma make hodgepodge, as good as this Son," replied Syarah. Make Gibran immediately stop the chewing.

"Eh! Then who made this hodgepodge, Grandma? Ma'am Ijah huh Grandma?" asked Gibran, again he looked so curious.

"Not my son, either" replied Sharah briefly. Making, Gibran is getting curious.

"Well, then who made this hodgepodge?" ask again.

"Mbok Suminah! Do you enjoy Mbok Suminah?" ask Sharah back.hearing the words of Sharah spontaneously Gibran was immediately stopped.

" What?! Hukk..Hukk..Hukg Hukg..!"

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