My happiness is simple
Mother's gossip

A cold morning, Sania wriggled up from her sleep.

It is still dark outside but morning activity has been started by most women in the world, including mothers.

From the direction of the kitchen already smell the mouth-watering cuisine. There were three women there, mother, Neneng and Santi babysitter Sera were cooking together.

Sania approached the three who were busy cooking while chatting, sounding boisterous until they came out to the family room.

"Mother's morning.." Sania clasped her mother, while giving another smile.

"Mother's son is awake"

It sounds very spoiled indeed, but that's how Sania is. A jolly girl who is loved by her stepmother.

Back then, when mom was cooking Lina who helped. While Sania takes over other tasks, such as cleaning the house and others. But now there is neneng, who has completed everything that Sania usually does.

The two women there looked envious at the harmony of the Sania family. It looks compact never disagree, friendly to others like them and of course they are comfortable with the Sania family without being distinguished that they are just servants that Reno paid to help the Sania family.

"Mother wants to go out first to find a vegetable, it looks like something is incomplete".

"Have anyone opened ma'am ? It's still dark "ask Sera's nanny.

After washing my hands quickly rushed out of the kitchen while answering Santi's question "There, the crossroad there usually".

Seemed rushed afraid of running out.

"Muuu ikuuut !" Sania exclaimed, then ran after her mother.

Usually Sania will be busy choosing, but not the vegetables she chooses but the market snacks are also sold by the vegetable maker. While waiting for mom to shop, Sania will be busy eating some kind of cake she took. Later when he will pay he only show the package to the one who sells, because the contents have moved into his stomach.

Moments like this have never been done since work migrated to the capital. Especially now that he is married, another time it will definitely not be like this anymore. This opportunity will be enjoyed as best as possible.

A smile rose on her lips while walking in her hands.

Arriving at the greengrocer, Sania's smile faded.

Already a lot has changed it turns out, the sales increase the number of who buy is also very much. Sania circulated her gaze, bustling in sight. There are a lot of mothers there.

He did not expect this much, some time they waited but none of the group of mothers who left after carrying a plastic bag in his hand.

It seems like vegetable shopping is number two now, the crowded atmosphere is used as a place to chat and hang out with fellow mothers, maybe some of them have finished cooking time for breakfast this morning. So that you have free time to linger longer in that place.

"Let's hurry, it's running out" pull Sania's mother's hand.

"I'm here, ma'am, cut up there".

"Yes, wait here. Don't go where !" Mother's orders, as if forbidding her little girl to leave for fear of being lost.

"Eh there's Miss Riska, long time no look. Where the hell is it?" Excited one of the women from a group of mothers there, heard greeting the arrival of her mother Sania.

Mother returned a smile, "at home" quite briefly replied, let's not spread the question everywhere.

Another woman chimed in "jeng, said Sania already married huh? Got which guy?".

"Who said ? My feelings haven't been word". Mom's lawful.

"That's what I saw on Lina's Facebook account, she said there was a photo of Sania ijab kabul".

Mother frowned, Lina alone was not there during the event how could upload the photo. Ah maybe she asked her brother for the photo, thought mom later.

"Ohhh is that really jeng ? When's ngunduh a ghost ?" Other mothers' timpals.

Mom smiled "yes, I'll be told when it's time".

"Which one is Ma'am ? A native of Jakarta ? Tajir dong ?" Question after question was thrown from each of them who over time sounded shiny and increasingly noisy.

Mom sped up on choosing what she needed in the kitchen, then interrupted to pay as soon as possible.

"Sir Hendra is not long to be seen too, what is self-isolation in the house ?"

Someone is still asking.

"Mom..." Call Sania.

"Yes for a minute" I cried out to Sania.

Everyone turned to him, "ohhh that's the newly married firstborn Ma'am ? Where's her husband ?"

"I'm sorry Mom... I'm ahead, excuse me"

Without answering again, the mother immediately left those who were still busy gossiping. Then holding Sania's hand left the crowd.

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