Step On Me
Mami Wejangan

Turns out, I came home just to recokin mate problems. I was just telling the bokap if I had no more contact with the Sultan. Bokap is fine-fine, he does not worry about a mate or when I marry. Tell enjoy life first he said, but different again as nyokap that fizzle out, he had concerns that his two daughters would end up as spinsters.

Yakali mak, I also want to marry but the problem is, the prospective lakinya run away mulu. "Don't I keep being terrorized dong, Mi. Replace Brother Je kek. He's the same brother Omar has 7 years of marriage? That's a date what's home credit?"

"Je said 2 years again, wait for the clothing line business is big first. Do not ask how many times Mami nanya when to marry, each time touched on the problem he replied shortly tomorrow! You are the same, neng! Mami's tired of this in php-in kid and prospective ghost!" Said Mami fiery.

"Same, Mi. I'm tired too!" I'm tired of finding quality guys to be known to Ortu uh the edges run aground too. "Mami will know my ideals, want to marry at 25 or stuck 30 years old. I'm also not just fooled anyway, I tried desperately to survive with one guy who turned out to be cheating behind me, same guy anyway!"

Mami continues to be the same as me, her tone so softened. Know him if his son bontot is basically do not marry but not yet sampean aja. "Gery is today. The sultan had nothing to do. Eh knowya.ah already! Anyway if looking for a serious guy like you, do not need most foul talk tell me to directly lamar here, not just on the phone doang like yes yes but boong. What kind of a man is a ngibuler, the talk does not match the reality!" My mother was sprained, referring to the Sultan whose mouth was very sweet. I love the promise that I will marry in front of the bokap nyokap.

"Don't worry, Mi. I can definitely get better than the Sultan. A thousand times bigger and better!" I while singing serundeng and side dishes of his friend yellow rice. Coincidentally Mami there is a pesenan tumpeng thanksgiving.

"Not to be grandiose, Neng. If you meet a normal man and can impregnate you, just drag it to KUA. No matter what his salary is, what matters can be a good priest for you!" My mommy has my hands dirty. "Pake spoon, girls don't be slovenly!"

"But it's been hard to find his son when I was looking for a mate carelessly. Yeah I gotta be selective, Mi. Don't you want Mami to have Kere's daughter-in-law?" My words were immediately slashed with mami.

"Hush can't say that! When did Papi give me such an absolute wejangan? Don't worry about you, yeah! Later people think Papi Mami who likes to be picky."

I just shrugged my shoulders and continued. "No, no. I am alone, really. It means kere is not financially established, do not have anything even a house is still contracted. Still nyekolahin his sisters, continue to go everywhere riding the motor butut—" Not finished talking, already disamber mami.

"What's his name?"

"Kava—it's not just a parable." I refute in a hurry.

"Whose guy is he? Working where?" My mom responded immediately. The mother-of-the-mom radar is right. "That's the guy who's now hanging out with you, huh? What was his name? A capa? Bring it here, neng. I know Mami Papi."

"Yes kali? Mami can't let go of me as a model guy like that?" I sewed, Mami mutusin herself.

"The prayer is diligent, isn't it?" My mom is not yet curious. "Have a sister means first child? Fits dong same as you last kid?"

"Mommy! He has nothing. Not so if you are a daughter-in-law? Skip aja skip. Won't be!"

"We must not go before the will of the Almighty, Neng. Most importantly, the person is good and responsible, already that's the condition of the mother. Because the good guy must say 'wait for me to fight yes, because I don't want the woman I love to live hard' and he will keep his promise by trying hard for you, no fun, neng? Like papi you used to sleep Mami also has nothing. Still work in the workshop has people. After your brother was born again our economy went up little by little. Until Papi can help lecture my sister, the late mother Jelita until graduation continues the renovation of the crank house. If you want to get married, marry. The windfall problem will definitely follow, really."

I muter eyes, very simple conclusion My mother. The concept of building a life together, difficult together, to success from zero sexy whimper in the ear. But it's a moron in my opinion, on what basis can people be that easy talking? Does love need sacrifice? Eah!

My Mami thought like the average Indonesian most, the girl should be willing to live hard blah blah blah blah. If you don't want to mean he sucks blah blah blah. The ability factor is still losing the same heart.

"Wouldn't you pray? About if here continue papi nyodorin sarong, he will take or just dumb like your old boyfriends?"

"Crains!" I don't know my parents anymore. Every boy friend his son plays at home must be sodorin sarong. So remember my sister's college friend first. Bayangin, the Australian bule-bule are given sarongs, and eventually dipake their same scarf. "A day five times, the Adhan goes directly to the mosque. Mami's satisfied?"

"No, ati-ati loh you if say something. Can be behind all your words through prayers." Mami nakutin-nakutin me, deh. The more I argue the more passionate Mami menggebantai I use religious reasons. "This mami hasn't said doom yet? Just want to give a warning, do not occasionally swearing a guy to offend him, or later you take your own oath."

"Well, what was that? Why Kere, poor of all kinds?"

"But that's the truth, Mommy. He's going to—"

"But you have a job, right?"

"That's it." I grumbled, why am I in this interrogation.

"What are you waiting for?"

"What is waiting for? No Mama, no."

"Why?"

"Mommy, he is still a boy, his usual work is just marketingan doang. I'm his boss in the office." I'm tired of arguing with Mami.

"What if your position is higher?" As long as the guy has a job and responsibilities, is it okay dong? Denger yes, Neng. An ordinary guy but if there's any effort it's cool. Better than a rich guy but just a parent's legacy." My mother preached. "The dream husband's target is not only seen from the look and contents of a capable wallet. But more than his heart. Because it looks like it will age over time, money can also run out if not managed properly, while morals and attitude are self-character that cannot change."

Well mami, your son is fighting for a good life later on why his spirit is broken, anyway. He thought not only for the next two days but long term. If I could achieve all that, it must be the two parents who first splashed.

My mother is still lecturing until about 15 minutes into the future, with more or less the same theme. He said that a household with good intentions will clearly open the door of fortune. I'm just wokey-in so it doesn't get wider everywhere. "Is not man his name if he can prove his promise to you, not just talking about who is your ex? It's about giving her everything she's got, or everything that comes to mind for you, that even a papi or mami can't give you."

"Yes mommy knows, only I don't want to be invited to live from scratch. Am I the gas station meter?" We buy kale or choose to choose, especially husband, right?

"Distinguish between being invited to live hard because it is pioneering and living hard because of the wrong path. If you're a pinter, you know which one to choose?" My mother closed our debate wisely.

Mami's words are a lot of right, but that doesn't mean I'm rash to make a decision. Well, I have a principle that I hold firmly to.

"So..." Mami's gaze was scrabbling. "When did the Kapa come here?"

Why the hell talk rarely between me and Mami leads it to Kava, not Sandi. I'm bego, it should be the name of Mr. Boss from the beginning, uh even kesrimpet gini my tongue.

"Mommy aren't you saying Jelita?" I'm switching the subject.

"Mommy calls her more often than you and your sister." Mami sneers. "Have two girls no one cares about their parents. If you don't call first, you won't tell me."

"Jelita's a lot of nagging, Mi. I work with my brother, can't call every day. But I also often pass by, right? Papi still likes to reply, Mami mah diread doang."

"Mommy likes to be typed up. Good to talk directly." My mother likes to exaggerate things, pantes dubbed the queen of Indonesian soap operas.