Princess Reunion Cost
Uda!

"You want kemano deac?" Ask Mr. Dahlan, when he saw Halimah, his wife, was wearing a veil and nice clothes.

Halimah glanced at Mr. Dahlan, while pinning a safety pin on his hood right on the chin.

"You go to Arisan jorong da." Sahut bundo Halimah.

"Oh."

Mr. Dahlan also sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Halimah's bundo who was spiked lipstick on his lips.

"Baa kaba the Siti now? Ado he called you a deacon?" Ask Mr. Dahlan again.

Bundo Halimah looked at Mr. Dahlan from the reflection of the mirror, then he let out a long sigh and shook his head.

"Since inyo in butoan cinto samo the Batra, sadonyo changed and! Inyo becomes indak manuruik jo gaek nyo!"

Mr. Dahlan was silent on the edge of the bed, lowering his face.

"Lah ambo said from the beginning. Ambo indak suko jo si Batra it, da! Indak ambo inyo manikah jo si Batra tu. But baa lah, tapaso manikatan juo jo si Batra tu. Apo lai time tu the Farid alun married. Ondehhh. Now mancaliak the Batra, baa yo! Alah indak ado pitih, not PNS, indak lo ganteng bana. Antah apo nan Siti caliak from inyo!" Halimah bundo.

"But, uda mancaliak si Batra ko is indeed saba bana jo Siti. Uda digaliak nyo tu is beautiful. Picayo is a deacon, God willing, our children's choices are not wrong." Mr. Dahlan tried to advise the Halimah bundo.

"That's it da! Naiak ambo emotions, how to talk about the Batra jo si Siti ko. Ambo just now" said Halimah's bundle, grabbing her handbag from the dresser.

"Yo lah's. Careful." Father Dahlan said, grabbing his glasses from the nightstand.

"Oh iyo da, ambo lupo maangek an gulai. Please in angek an yo da." Pinta bundo Halimah, before he left the room.

"Come." Father Dahlan said, with a lazy tone of voice.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Waalaikumsalam," said Mr. Dahlan. Then he got out of his bed and walked out of the room. Before he went to the kitchen, he had time to look at the back of Halimah who was walking with his friends to the office of Jorong, to attend the Arisan Jorong.

"Ambo sure, Halimah. Batra's a good boy. Ambo used to agree. But since he was in siko, Ambo catches Batra ko a beautiful and responsible man. Hopefully one day, you can accept Batra." Inner father Dahlan. Then the middle-aged man went to the kitchen and began to warm the gulai, as in the pinta of the wife.

"Ambo is a fire. Let's get tired angek gulai. Ambo takantuak," Inner father Dahlan, while raising his stove fire.

When he was cool stirring gulai that was only two servings, suddenly Mr. Dahlan felt pain in his chest. Until he held his chest while grimacing in pain.

"Astaghfirullah, sakik bana. Ado apo ko?" Inner father Dahlan.

The pain grew, so Dahlan began to have difficulty breathing and began to sweat cold.

"O Allah, sakik bana dado ambo," Inner father dahlan, crouching on the kitchen floor.

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The sound of laughter rang out in the hall of Jorong. Seen some mothers have gathered while chatting. Bundo Halimah and some of his friends who had just come, also immediately entered the hall and mingled with other mothers. Seen some people welcome the arrival of Halimah bundo and also his friends with a smile. While others are still busy chatting, to not care about the surrounding.

"The moon came lai chief?" Ask Bundo Halimah to one of the mothers who have been present since.

"Lai ni Mah" said a mother.

"Oh," Bundo Halimah, nodded and sat together on the mat in the hall.

"Ni Mah, takana jo ambo, the Siti dima now lives nyo?"

Hearing the question about Siti, Halimah's bundo face turned cold.

"Oh, baliak ka Jakarta now yo. Karajo apo nyo's? Takana jo ambo, in siko lamo lakinyo mangangua yo uni?"

Halimah's bundo face looks crimson, upon hearing the question that made her self-esteem hurt.

"At siko iyo. The Jakarta nyo karajo. In siko was sampek nyo karajo," said Halimah with a look of annoyance.

"Oh, mantun.., Ambo kiro nyo is still manganggua," said the mother, smiling cynically.

Bundo Halimah felt ashamed, until his feelings of dislike for Batra again overflowed. It feels like he really wants to turn the clock around and not give Batra the blessing to marry Siti.

The dislike of Halimah bundo in Batra, is not without cause. Because, Siti including beautiful girls in her village. There are so many men who intend to question Siti. Starting from Doctors, Teachers, to entrepreneurs of the restaurant. Bundo Halimah has imagined a bright future for Siti. But fate says otherwise, the city prefers Batra to be its companion. Although it was opposed, but the power of love Batra and Siti can not be prevented Halimah bundle. The more banned, Siti more and more often contradict the Halimah bundo. Moreover, Batra has come along with his family to Siti's hometown, to meet both parents Siti. So inevitably, Halimah bundo released Siti to be edited by Batra.-(Read the first Princess boarding novel)

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

"Waalaikumsalam," said all those inside the hall.

Long enough to wait, finally bundo Niar, the chairman arrived and moved in after saying hello.

"Ha, just came the chairman," said one of the mothers who had been in the hall.

"Sorry ladies. Ambo's late. Go to the house of Nimas. Nimas is so sad." Bright bundo Niar.

"Oh.. What sakik Nimas?" Ask some curious looking mothers.

"Biaso, be sad." Bundo Niar smiled and took out a notebook and a glass filled with rolls of paper bearing the name of the arisan participant.

"Before we begin, we pray first and extend our gratitude to God, for our health and sustenance. And also we pray that Nimas will be given a cure," said Niar bundo, starting the event.

The Arisan event went well. But Halimah bundo felt a little disappointed, because today he has not received the arisan. While he really hopes to get a rice field, because he is in need of money to buy fertilizer and pest exterminator for rice in his rice field. Bundo Halimah has asked Farid for help with his first child. But Farid refused to help, because all his money was held by his wife. While asking for help from Siti, of course, he felt prestige and unsure if Siti had the money to help his difficulties. Because Halimah bundo has already tasted Batra certainly does not have much money to meet the needs of Siti and also her children.

Bundo Halimah was only silent in the corner of the hall, while enjoying a meal that was a treat at the event. Some people looked at him while talking to other mothers. Like being estranged, that was how the bundo Halimah felt right now.

"The fire! The fire!" There were the cries of some children running towards the hall.

Suddenly, the mothers who were in the hall were surprised and looked at each other.

"The fire! Amak it! Ado fire!" Excited a child attendee who had just come and told his mother if a fire was going on in their neighborhood.

"Well! Dima fire?" Ask the child's mother.

"In Angku Dahlan's house!" Excited the child.

"Innalillahi!" Excite them all.

"She!" Suddenly, Halimah cried out to remember her husband who was in the house.

Everyone is also out. They walked in a hurry, even some of them ran towards the Halimah bundo house, including the Halimah bundo itself.

Panic, worry and so forth mixed into one and clearly drawn on the face of the Halimah bundo. His footsteps stopped a few meters from his home. Tears began to fall, as he himself watched the flames that had already grown. Even after coming from his house was consumed by the fire.

"Yyoungpam...!" Screeched round Halimah, and she was about to run into her house.

"Ni Mah's! Not Ni Mah!" Some people held back the Halimah bundo, so as not to break through the flames.

"Yeah..! Dima uda? Uda's still inside!" Bundo Halimah screamed for her beloved husband amid the panic of the neighbors who were trying to put out the flames with the rough water.