Old Girl Looking for Love
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“Ya, already. Mak karo totally agrees. It's best to get married, don't use a fiancee's event and *****other whining. Waste of time and expense. Aren't you, sir?” Mak Katemi turned to Mr. Rozi. While Mr. Rozi at that time did not respond to Mak Katemi's remarks, because he was busy organizing the ranks of the 4th brother Rosmawati who each vulnerable age is only about two years away and two of them are twins.

“Come standing up neat!” instructions from Mr. Rozi who arranged for the 4 boys to line up backwards in line like North Korean soldiers. After that, he gave a warning to the four boys to come forward.

“Come, nurut. Don't be naughty, yeah. Don't be shy. In our home there are many more guests. If you are still naughty, later you are taken to Arabia continue to be the key ring of the Arab Sultan,” Pak Rozi said again while giving a message, in order for the 4 boys to immediately march forward towards the back of the house. Previously, he had summoned Nining first.

“Ning, your sisters are jak en nang times! Rub ono sing nemen, yo! Bolot e wes ngethel (Your sisters take it to the river! Clean brush, yes! His legs have been slashed),” told Mr. Rozi to the newly arrived teenage girl. 

Nining immediately placed her hand near the eyebrows as a sign of respect. “Ready, Commander!” he said without much protest. He also herded his 4th sister like a duck herder.

“Let's all look the same Sister Nining. If you do not recite entar not so you invite to the night market. Mr. Denger there there is a sale of curry, the person is beautiful,”, Mr. Rozi said to the 4 boys who are male. What he said, instantly made the 4 boys look excited.

While Mak Katemi seemed to have glared sharply and pulled out a wooden barrel that he stored in his negligent pocket. He directed the centong to Mr. Rozi.

Immediately, Mr. Rozi smiled and approached Mak Katemi. “Sabar, Mom. Mr. Just kidding, let them want to take a shower,” kilah Pak Rozi while touching Mak Katemi's chin with a friendly. After that, he then turned his gaze to Mehmet who was just agape at the scene in front of him.

“Wah, the children of Mr. Nurut very yes. Cool!” maryam exclaimed as she placed her palms on her cheeks.

“Yes, this is our life. Mr. Sama Mak educates children by military means, because if not rich so .. they are difficult to tell,” said Mr. Rozi. He then chose to join.

Mr. Rozi was sitting next to his beloved wife. “So how was it, up to where?” ask her while sitting cross-legged.

Rosmawati, who was sitting next to Mehmet, whispered something in the ear of the man of Middle Eastern descent. Mehmet was directly mangosteen. “I deliberately came to Indonesia, with only one goal is to apply for Rose to be my wife,”, said Mehmet with his eyes fixed on Mr. Rozi.

Mr. Rozi gawked for a moment, after Rosmawati finally translated Mehmet's words. “Wah, Mr. Karo Mak agrees once. Anyway yes, Mak .. the Ros is already old enough to also marry. If in the long run also aar he hunted old. Father ogah have a daughter to be a spinster.Kaya the Cucum, huh Mak? He's busy operating his mouthful teeth,” Mr. Rozi glanced at Mak Katemi.

“Ish, Sir. Don't compare our son to Cucum! Let ugly also the Ros that time make it full of struggle, until Mom had to take a dry bath,” said Mak Katemi while patting Mr. Rozi's arm.

“Gini yes, Le. Mak kepengen until just married the Ros continue to take it again there, to England. Besides here too he just bothers, eats a lot. Duh Gusti Prince, Mak rice production is very much if he is at home,” complained Mak Katemi while rubbing his nose. After that, he realized that his hands still smelled.

“Ih, Mak ko said so. Entar Ros replace using Euro deh if Ros has been successful,” said Rosmawati sad.

“Already Ros, do not need to be horrified babble your mother that. Some of the trading in the market also now has started rame, not rich first again. Where do most mothers shop, duh Bapak so ..” Mr. Rozi did not continue his words because immediately Mak Katemi pinched his waist.

“Ih .. mak same father Ijem romantic really,” exclaimed Maryam again while returning the slide on the arm Jamie Scott who at that time felt like he was in another nature. He wants to return to England soon and live normalcy again.

“So how, sir? You agree if Ros just married the same Memet? Ros has not been able to bear to have a family,” whine Rosmawati. He prefers to talk to Mr. Rozi rather than Mak Katemi.

“Yes, if you are suitable, I agree. Important sing you are sure of your choice, Nduk,” replied Mr. Rozi to make Rosmawati instantly soar with excitement.

“Tuh, Met. My parents agreed. We'll marry tomorrow, yes!” persuade Rosmawati. “I do not what is only given mascawin flip-flops as well, as long as you are grateful I will accept with sincerity. I was just expecting a divine ridho, Met!” woo the girl again.

“Did, Jem! Since when did you move the bow to a local actor?” sela Maryam for hearing Rosmawati mention the name of one of the actors in the soap opera that the hours are non-stop.  However, Rosmawati only responded to Maryam's words with a sneer.

“Yes, Met! The sooner the better,” interrupted Maryam again. He continued to interfere and did not want to be left behind.

“Thus we will be faster to return to England,” timpal Jamie Scott who is already uncomfortable with the atmosphere there. He misses his apartment, his bedroom, his sitting closet, and of course he misses Orestes, his pet hamster that he left to a friend during his time in Indonesia.

Mehmet seemed to think for a moment. “What's not too rushed, Rose?” tanyanya doubt.

“Yes, Met! Marriage is worship, sunah the Apostle. Must be hastened,” Rosmawati looks so desperate to get married soon.

“But, of course we have to take care of everything first, Ros. Can't just get married. Try to ask your parents what kind of step by step,” said Mehmet. He looks doubtful. Not that he did not want to marry Rosmawati immediately, but Mehmet just wanted to follow the rules that apply there.

Meanwhile, Mr. Rozi and Mak Katemi just gawked with moving views while watching the chat Mehmet and Rosmawati who use English. “They said what the hell, Mak?” whispered Mr. Rozi.

"No idea, sir. But ketoke anake crew of dewe sing ngethek njaluk rabbi (not understand, sir! But like our son who insists on asking for marriage)," said Katemi.

"I thought so, Mom! I you suspect that the boys are on the same plate as Ros," said Mr. Rozi.

"Ngene ae, sir. Instead of us carrying the sin of the Ros, mending directly we marry, how? If you need it now!" mak Katemi said in a fiery manner.

"Well, Mom. Yo how can it be now? Make a cover letter to the same RT to the e piye subdistrict?" sergeant mr. Rozi.

"Ck, that's easy! As long as there is a fulus, all affairs are guaranteed lancaar!" grin Mak Katemi while raising her eyebrows and swiping the tip of her index and middle fingers with her thumb.

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