Special Maid For Om Duda
The Rich Man's Party

"Udah?" ask bojo when I have taken the best picture several times.

"Udah, thank you for taking photos. Though Lydia knew that Mas did not like to take pictures," I said by showing the best photo we just took.

"Who doesn't like to be photographed? Love it, let alone the photo is the same as you, really like." Well, even though I see mas bojo if asked to pose like forced, but in fact it turns out to like it too if I take photos. It looks flat, but it's okay, I still like mas bojo.

"Yes yuk yuk hunted later even Mamih angry."

"Bi, Mbok, Lydia, Iko, well, now that the night doesn't often stay up." Before leaving I also returned to entrust the hero to Aunt Lilis and Mbok Jum. Even without me saying again they will keep Iko well.

"After making sure Iko will be taken care of properly, and say goodbye to the champion was already. Mas bojo and I immediately refer to the building where the party will be held. It turned out that the party hall wasn't far away so I didn't have to tape on the street. Given my patience to get used to linger on the road not as well as Mas Aarav, that's why I'm still very comfortable at home.

Before going down I made sure that my makeup was still worthy of attending a fancy party.

"Udah is beautiful, even beautiful. I'm sure there will be a lot of envy if you see," said Mas husband who surprised me who was making sure there was nothing on my face, at least check fear later eyelashes dislodged next door, and, it's not funny to come to the invitation of a rich man's eyelashes waving next door.

"You can be Mas, who wants to envy try, Lydia is just a village woman yes obviously far from those who come from the city." What I said was not to be humble. But it is like that. I see people who are used to living in the city the skin is slippery as coated with cooking oil. They usually refer to it as Glowing.

"If you don't believe let's go down, after all look Mamih has stood up like security waiting for you." Mas Aarav pointed at a middle-aged woman who appeared very beautiful standing not far from the entrance.

"O Allah is very sorry Mamih stood there alone would have waited for us long. Then let the hunt go down. Before I was fired as his son-in-law." Remember it was just a joke, I was sure Mamih Misel would not fire me, who was kind and not arrogant.

I also walked ahead of mas bojo to immediately approach the mother-in-law who had immediately greeted me with her best smile.

"Sorry Mih late, have you waited a long time? Where's papi?" my question is where Mamih Misel is only alone, there is no way that the super romantic father-in-law dong dong let his wife come alone to a big party.

"No, Mamih also just came, if Papih had just entered first. So, with his business friends. By the way Iko again what?" asked the mother-in-law who had clearly asked her handsome granddaughter rather than her son. Well, even though the husband was not asked already looks anyway.

"Iko was still playing with Bi Lilis and Mbok Jum, but most are also soon bobo. Now Iko's rest is quite regular, and the night wakes up too if it's thirsty and after drinking milk literate for a while also going to sleep again," I answered and told my mother-in-law that her grandson was getting smarter.

"It's good that, later also if familiarized like that, will get used to itself and not interfere with your rest."

I also replied with a nod, after a casual story we also entered the building where just to the front only the aura of a party of rich people whose expensive costs had been smelled. Well, from the guard and the way to enter the building that is not arbitrary people can enter already represent that this party is indeed not for the people who are known to still use envelopes.

At a minimum, it comes with ATM cards, checks, and fantastic prizes. As I imagined just entering it was already seen the aura of luxury.

My eyes were immediately fixed on the bride and groom whom I saw David and his wife seem to be very happy. Clearly they were happy considering this was the most special day of the couple.

"The wife's skin is beautiful, well" I said as my eyes continued to look at the bride who was on top of the guarantee, which was clearly a luxurious decor.

"Before you," replied the husband by whispering behind your pink leaf. I also smiled not because of great taste, but it turns out the eyes of me and my husband more or less the same. Either because of the influence of makeup that may be less attractive, or indeed the face of David's partner who is ordinary. Honestly, compared to Mimin when not sick is much different. Mimin is besides hardworking is also beautiful, I'm the only girl who likes to see the beautiful face of Mimin. Back I cleared this thought which when looking at David my mind immediately flew to the fate of my friend.

I sat alone where my husband came to his business friend, and my mother-in-law also approached his friend. Previously, of course, my husband had permission that he would approach the theme, and I who did not have a problem just sat with my eyes constantly staring at two happy human children. Well, I said I was happy because the manten that was on top of the guarantee has since developed his best smile.

Ehemzz... I was enjoying the banquet a little surprised when someone came to me, because I know, if I did not have friends at this party, I know, so that when someone approached me my curious soul immediately went up wanting to know who was sitting at a table with me.

My lips immediately developed perfectly but tended to be forced when I saw that Sister Siska was sitting right in front of me.

"Hi, Sister Siska. Invited too?" ask as much as possible to be friendly and polite.

"I should have asked you the same, you were invited. Can the intestines adjust to expensive food?" ask back Sister Siska who I know means to mock me who is enjoying food like a rich person. Well, I'm from the village but I know what I'm eating is called pudding. Uh, pudding rich people's food huh? More like commoners, but I believe that pudding is the food of the rich, although commoners also often eat pudding. It may just be the appearance that looks luxurious.

"Mbak Siska came alone? Not the same couple?" ask me again, who ignored the words of women who always look sexy. Even I saw two balloons in front of me it felt like I wanted to close the napkin.

"What's it like to have a child?" mama Siska asked back, which I was quite surprised by the question from Mbak Siska, and it turns out she knew that me and my husband already had children.

"Where does Siska know that Mas Aarav and I have children?" I asked back, it felt really lazy to respond to the words of Sister Siska, but if not responded I was also more curious.

"Anything you avoid cheating, but time will answer. Pretending the child of another person is actually the child of an illicit relationship. If I'm ashamed of the hijab, but disgusting behavior is no better than a procurator."

The deg!! my heart seemed as if it also stopped beating. As hard as I try to be patient, if equated with pe-la-cur who will stand?

Seriate....

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