MY CHATTY WIFE
SUCRO

"Neng, find out what look at that." I jumped in as soon as he patted me on the shoulder.

"Oh Ma'am..make a shock." I stroked my chest. My body trembled in shock.

A young mother while leading a beautiful toddler smiled at me.

"Sorry sorry, Neng. Mpok ngagetin ya." he said. Who are these Betawi people, Mpok.

"Yes, it's okay ma'am." I glanced at the girl next to him. Gemes once in braid two.

"Just moved, what do you want to find?" he asked attention. Her naturally beautiful face was without polish, her eyebrows were thick but neat, her hair was curly and black and her tan skin was ripe. A beautiful combination in my opinion.

"hmmm. yes Ma'am.. I'm looking for stalls, laper." I said honestly.

"Yes, Neng. There are no stalls here, there are vegetable makers every morning doang around. Mpok Munah his name. Laper mah Hayu came to the house, but we ate together there." waving his hand in front of me. I nodded my nose which was not itchy actually.

"Thank you, Mom. Let's wait for my husband to come home." I refuse to feel bad for him. New to the known time yes hitchhiking eating, yes, I should have brought the parcel as a sign of introduction. This is even asking for food. Prestigious bro.

"Udeh, don't be ashamed. Recognize Mpok Rodiyah, noh his house on the right side of the house, Neng. Her husband is called Sukri. This is Mpok's new kid one of the nicest here, Nabila. Salim and Aunt, Neng." made her daughter shake hands with me. Very friendly, on the first day he was friendly like this. Until her husband's name was mentioned by her. I feel like I'm here if this is my neighbor.

"I, Kokom and my husband Baskoro. I'm newly married and have no children" answered innocently to introduce my husband and also my marriage.

"Oh yes, it's natural not to have children if you are still a newlywed mah, Neng. Turn around." I pulled my hand and I just followed her footsteps.

"This is home. Assalamualaikum says. Mpok's husband also works so no one. Sunday is also the work of hard people, Neng" he said opening the door.

Unknowingly, I was in his house. It's a shame, what magnet Mpok Rodiyah has until I'm in her living room.

"Wait a minute, Mpok get some food first." leave me in.

"Aunty wants some candy?" nabila's question unraveled my admiration.

I turned and shook my head, "thank you, baby. Make a Nabila aja." I said while stroking his head.

"Neng, ntar help you take it. We ate together behind the house. Home Ms. RT." stepped with the tray filled with food and put it on my front desk.

"Wait a minute, yes, there is still something in the cook waiting to boil" he said while sitting next to me.

I returned to the first focus staring at the photo hanging in the corner of the room. Because my eyes are focused there, Mpok Rodiyah realized that.

"That's a photo, Mpok's the same husband. When Nabila was 1 year old." I was surprised when Mpok explained without me asking.

I looked at Mpok and turned back to the photo.

"Family.." I said.

"Sukro Family. Curious yes, Neng." Mpok Rodiyah laughed crisply. Glad he could guess my mind. I was embarrassed to get caught.

Mpok Rodiyah patted my shoulder lightly.

"Sukri and Rodiyah's family, Sukro." she returned laughing after explaining.

I was surprised to hear his explanation. "Sukro" Sukri and Rodiyah, this guy's idea was. I shake my head thinly and smile.

"Ntar yes, Mpok lift vegetables first." I nodded.