Rayyan
78. Saralee's behavior

" That's a loh, If it's not wrong that his name is Bayu Ragil Bagaskara Hartono, he reserse ya sha." asked his Opa

Degs...

" Kok opa can know the full name of the guy nyebelin it anyway." muttered Shanum in heart.

" Opa knows?." Instead of answering Shanum actually asked back to his favorite opa.

" Of course you know and who doesn't know the Hartono family. Opinion Opa business partner as well as opa friend." Answer Deddy Gibran.

" Oh..."

" Kok oh doang Sha." Ledek Zafira's.

" I have to tell you what Auntie Fira is."

" Would ask how close you are to Bayu."

" Well, how Auntie, Sha met if you are handling a case and there is no way." Shanum.

" Convinced." Temptation Zafira again.

" Related is Aunt."

" Seriously he said Bayu is handsome huh." Zafira teased his nephew.

" lh...Aunty nyebelin." Shanum whine.

Everyone there laughed at Shanum's annoyance at being seduced by his tant.

Now the middle room of Azzam's grandfather's house only lives adults and also Saralee's youngest child Rayyan and Syera. While the others have gone to the dormitory santri and santriwati. Because they'll stay there one night.

When his brothers will leave for the dormitory santri and santriwati. Saralee cried because she wanted to join her brothers but Rayyan and Syera did not allow to come.

Rayyan tries to persuade her youngest daughter to stop crying. So Rayyan also invited Sara to buy her favorite martabak.

" We buy martabak, we don't want to." Rayyan.

" Want..ta.but go to big brother." Said Saralee who still wanted to follow her brother.

" If you want martabak, don't whine anymore to ask Zee's sister to come."

Saralee thought for a moment and nodded.

" Come on." Take Rayyan to her youngest daughter.

" we walk away."

Father and son also walk to the boarding gate. Coincidentally the martabak is in front of the pesantren.

Now the father and son have arrived at the martabak seller.

" Assalamualaikum." Rayyan said his greetings as soon as he arrived at the martabak place.

" Gus's salutation, again here Gus." Ask the martabak seller who is a friend of Rayyan's generation in the boarding school.

" Yes di, used to bully his grandparents and great-grandmother. Oh yeah, I want a message martabak dong." Rayyan.

" Dear what martabak do you want?." Rayyan asked her son.

" What color is there?." Ask Saralee to the soapy.

" Some are regular, brown, red just as green." Answer soabi.

" What number of children is Gus?." Ask soabi

" Fourth child but second birth."

" sthat mean?."

" Yes, the first child is triplets and this is the second. So I've got four kids." Rayyan cheered.

" Well, let's add another Gus."

" It's been stopped already got two men and two women." Reply Rayyan.

Saralee who felt cuekin by two adults in front of her. Saralee pulled the end of her father's shirt.

" What's the baby?." Rayyan asked because her son was tugging at her clothes.

" Daddy wants to get to when to talk sara has not yet ordered her martabak loh." The youngest protest.

Rayyan and Soabi chuckled at sara protest.

" Well what does Ning want to taste?." Ask soabi.

" The usual chocolate beans for great-grandfather, the red chocolate cheese, the green cheese 1 the same Nutella 1 continues the chocolate cheese 1 continues the same Nutella 1 nut. That's it." Answer Saralee.

Rayyan could only shake her head at her daughter's order.

" A lot of love." Rayyan said as she stroked her daughter's head.

" Dad forgotten huh? there are great-grandfather, great-grandmother, Oma, Opa, Zafra grandmother, Alif grandfather, father, mother, Aunt Dania, om Khalid, om sakti, Aunt Amara,om Bagas, Aunt Fira, om Zafran, om Zafran, Aunt Khanza, I." Saralee replied while passing one by one.

" Oh yeah forgot the egg martabak not yet well, Buy how much?." Saralee said in style as if she was thinking.

" We bought three." Rayyan and Saralee nodded.

" Oh, I forgot again."

" Otherwise?."

" Security fathers are not bought by fathers.'

" I'll buy it too."

" okay." The answer is directly sitting on the chair that has been provided.

Because of the order that many soabi also call someone and soon appeared a man who helped the soapi.

" Who's bi? The boy!."