Pariwanya Si Boru Panggoaran
rice grains

"Never! Every time he comes, you are not home" said Rosmah.

"Ah time anyway? Try calling him first. When did they move?" sahat.

"This is what it looks like today. Try it out the father who called him. I'm still sweeping this house." Rosmah continues to do her homework. On this Sunday, they relax.

*******

"There's a guy in the kitchen." Melva also stood looking for the figure of her young maid.

"Nen, Nena? Here first" cried Melva.

"If so, then Nena told us to go to our house ma ... to help at home," Pinta Defan.

"Loh, reduced is the maid in this mother's house," lamented Melva did not want to give one of her servants to her only son.

"To this day!" Defan smiled cynically, he still did not want a maid in his house as long as they were both at home. There is no presence of children, of course, homework is not too heavy.

"Oh, yaudah, I'll send her to your house" Melva said.

"Don't ma! Nena will go with Mama! Later at 3 pm mom, dad, same sisters come to our house huh? We're going to have a welcome event for the new house." Defan said it shyly because his mother knew that Defan did not like such events.

"Tumbin!" chirps Melva.

"Yes, only for the same family of Dira's friends. Not a lot."

"Good that. My mom wants to see your house. But not good just this morning moved already want to come there." Melva gave the code to her husband while smiling very widely.

Before long, Melva also told Nena to return to the kitchen because she was not immediately told to go to her son's house.

******

Drrrtt

Dira took his vibrating phone. He was stared at long enough screen of his phone that read his father's contact until finally the call he received.

"Hello sir .." said Dira stopped his activities while looking at the furniture because he did not focus on hearing his father's talk.

"Where are you, how are you?" sahat said through his phone call.

"healthy sir. You're healthy, right?" reply Dira.

"Well, we're all here. So you moved the drill?"

"Udah sir. This morning, I'm out with my husband now." Dira also stared fixedly at the man beside him who was in control of the trolley.

Defan just turned off his phone with his mom. Finally he decided to hold a small event as a welcome to their new home.

Defan codes Dira to have the phone handed to her. He turned his hand towards Dira.

"Sir, just bang Defan wants to talk." Dira gives his phone to Defan.

"Hello amang, how are you?" defan said through their phone.

"Healthy hela .. I heard from your wife just moved you guys?" Satan nodded his hand at Rosmah to bring her closer to him as Rosmah swept the porch of their house.

Rosmah immediately walked gontai approaching her husband who was cool on the phone.

"Who?" ask rosm lirih.

"Our Hela" whispered Evil a bit away from his phone from his ears and lips. Rosmah chose to sit next to her husband. Listen to their talk.

"Yes Amang, we moved this morning. That's Amang I want to tell you, later Amang same Host come to our house huh. At 3 pm, invite lae-lae to come with everyone. There are small events at home" Defan said at length.

"Oh ..iyanya? Good .. I also want to see your home. Let's just wait for us to come." Evil also commented that his wide smile led to Rosmah. He pointed his old cell phone at his wife.

"So bang?" papar Dira's.

"So, we'll buy some food here. Make a meal at home." Defan pushed back the trolley.

"Take it..." Dira walked around happily. The phone in his hand was turned on again. Now, he is excited to reply to the messages of his best friend who had been neglected.

^^^Dira^^

^^^Relax kelen there, come later at 3 pm to my house yes! I forced that brother to make a small show. ^^^

Shinta

Owkay Boss! Ready glide!

Carol

Don't forget to share your location later!

Jennies

Asiiiiiikkk eat well in ayeeey new house!

******

"Why sir?" rosmah asked, wondering why her husband told her to come closer.

"Later 3 pm to our house. They're ready for a welcome event for the new house." Evil pocketed his cell phone in his pocket.

"Well! Patent this time Dira. A rich husband can get his own home. And be beautiful to me later." Rosmah went back, she wanted to get ready. Tidy up all the homework first and cook their lunch.

*******

"Ready everybody, Dir. Don't forget to put food on the plate. Glasses in neat order. Don't forget to wash all the dishes we just bought." Defan reminded his wife after they went home shopping.

So a lot of stuff that the couple bought. Everything for household needs, especially kitchen equipment.

"Bang, why not tell mbak Nena to come first anyway," Dira was overwhelmed to wash a lot of dishes, bowls and glasses.

"There was no one at home. Who will he meet? Just wash it." Defan also dabbled Dira's dishwasher. Helping his wife to ease their work.

The food that had been wrapped had already been taken out. Set on the dining table. Luxurious and beautiful dishes adorned their dining table at that time. The choice of Dira is very elegant. Defan praised him.

Not to forget, Dira sent a message in her watsapp group. He shared his location within the group.

In addition, Dira also sent a message to her parents, their home address was clear so that the parents did not have trouble when heading to their home.

3 O'clock in the afternoon ...

"horas!" Dira's family gave a greeting when he arrived at the door of the house boru grillnya. He hadn't seen that beautiful face in a long time.

"horas!" sahut Defan and Dira as they pick up the parents in front of the house. Defan and Dira kiss the back of Evil and Rosmah's hands gently. Likewise with the other Dira brothers, they shook hands throwing smiles at each other.

Shortly thereafter, the Defans arrived. They got down together from inside his fancy car.

"horas!" The Defan family was welcomed by the couple and the Dira family who were still gathered on the porch of the house.

The three friends arrived on time. "Hello!" greet the three friends of Dira. They all greeted the elders in the house.

"Let's go in!" take Defan after everyone has gathered. The welcoming event began. Opened by Desman as an elder in the house.

Defan did not forget to give a two-word greeting to the invited guests who had attended. The peak event is to throw rice grains in front of the house and in the house. Typical for Batak events.

"horas! Horace! Horace!" shouted Desman followed the throwing of grains of some rice seeds in front of the house and continued to the interior of the house Defan and Dira.