Suddenly, I Became A Wife Of Lecturer
[Part 11.2 - See you]

"Assalamu'alaikum" said a middle-aged woman in front of the gate of a house. Meanwhile there was a black money car also parked there.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" a young man replied from inside the house as he approached the gate to see who was coming. "Who are you looking for?" ask the middle-aged woman.

"I'm Ranti. Is this really Nurlela's house?" ask the middle-aged woman named Ranti.

"Yes right. Oh ... My mom's a study friend, my mom wants a funeral today, huh?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Come on, please come in."

"Yes, thank you" replied Ranti. And before he entered, Ibu Ranti first turned to the black car, precisely to someone who was sitting in the steering wheel - as well as to enter.

"Why Ma'am? Is anyone waiting again?"

"Oh .no, that's my son still in the car."

"Incoming in, Mom."

"Yes. Then wait a minute, son. I'll call her son first." Ranti's mother excused herself and approached the car.

While the young man who opened the door for Ms. Ranti earlier, he passed into his house while shouting until heard by the guest and made her surprised.

"Dhi! Why is it even dead there? Come with me in!" said Ranti's mother to her eldest son.

"Mother first, I want to park the car first" replied Adhi.

"Halah .. reason again is you, Dhi. Later even run away," terka the mother.

And actually that's what Adhi meant, run away if there's a chance. But his mother was more clever reading his son's strategy.

Ranti's mother turned to the other side of the car door and opened it, intending to enter - but someone first called her. Failed to get his son.

"Mother Ranti? How come this hour?" say the voice belongs to a woman who is the same age as him.

"Yes Bu Nurlela, I deliberately came early. It means to be able to help, my abis is not good - the rules of the show in my house," replied Ms. Ranti.

And a few moments later there was the sound of a car engine.

Brmaeel ...

Sure enough, Ibu Ranti's firstborn was immediately gas and slam the steering wheel to turn around.

"Basically that's a child!! Forgive me," said Bu Ranti because of her son's behavior.

"Why is Miss Ranti?" ask Bu Nurlela.

"Ah . It's okay."

"Come, please come in Miss Ranti."

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Meanwhile Adhi who managed to escape, he started driving casually. Because it is impossible right, if his mother is so intent to chase him.

While driving, he looked around the neighborhood, all hapalin road - who knows later his mother also asked to pick up. You see, he used GPS to find a friend's house, not to mention hit by chat. So he did not pay attention to the road that turned out he felt familiar and like he had passed, but when? And what?

No need to think for long to remember, Adhi's mind immediately caught the figure of the student who fainted and he drove home.

That's his mother's friend's house, it turns out the same side of the house of the mother who fainted.

But he also had time to see there was a man who was again sitting on the motorcycle seat and parked in the yard of the house of the unconscious Mbak.

Adhi immediately guessed, maybe it's the brother of the Mbak who fainted or maybe also his girlfriend again waiting.

Hah~ bodo. It's none of her business.

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Meanwhile, at Kanaya's house - the mother had a guest. Nurlela's mother began to introduce her children one by one.

"This is my eldest son, Anindita."

Dita Tea who was sitting behind the dining table, he woke up to approach the guest of the Mother.

"Eh ... pregnant again? Even though I just want to ask you to be a ghost," said Ibu Ranti and hurriedly told Teh Dita to sit back. "How many, son?"

"Seven months, ma'am," replied Dita Tea as fine as silk.

"Wah .. Two more months already want to enter his birth month, yes. May it be healthy and smooth at birth."

"Aamiin~"

"Bu Nurlela, how if you all get the same recitation of prayers together for his son" suggested Bu Ranti.

"May, if you don't take it," replied Ibu Nurlela.

"Yes, I'm not taking Bu Nurlela. Time so bothered .. more repotan Mother who I asked to replace the place of the arisannya impromptu gini. Sorry, but before."

"Ih ... Ranti's mother doesn't have to say that. Some of my children have a lot and more this holiday. We help each other, if we can still mah."

While Ibu Nurlela and Ibu Ranti chatted, the person who had opened the door Bu Ranti passed, but the hunt was told back again the same Tea Dita to take a drink.

Before long the young man returned with a glass of fresh-looking drink.

"Please drink, ma'am," the young man bargained.

Bu Ranti turned her head and recognized the figure of the young man - which made her startled.

"This is my second child, Randhika."

Bang Dhika crucified Bu Ranti's hand, before finally retreating.

"Emmm .. seger and fitting it. What is this ice, Mom?" asked Bu Ranti curiously.

"That's .. because I forget to shop for ingredients to make drinks, so my son tried to find recipes on the Internet. The difference is from the Balinese Ice recipe, he just mixes the same ingredients," explained Ibu Nurlela.

"What's the material, Mom?" ask Miss Ranti again.

"So the heck use cucumber that should be made fresh, continue basil seeds, syrup, nata de Coco the same ...," said Bu Nurlela then forget let alone the material. "That's my son who made it, don't know it either."

"Which child, Mom?" I asked Ranti much more enthusiastically. It's possible that you know what it means - its sheathed.

"So, I call you first. It was in the same room again."

Nurlela's mother looked for her third child in the room, but the one there was her friend and youngest daughter.

"Teh Naya, where?" nurlela asked Sofia. Next to the girl was Adel who was sleeping.

"I don't know" replied Sofia.

"Find your teteh, keep saying it, tell it ahead later," said Ibu Nurlela then left.

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"Bu~ Naya Tea again take a shower," Sofia told him and hurried away.

"Eh .. wait, this is Sofi. Salim used to be with Mom's guests."

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma'am," said Sofia while kissing the back of Ranti's hand.

"Uuuhh. What class, son?"

"Class 7, ma'am," replied Sofia.

"Seven?" Ranti's mother was confused.

"Class 1 Junior High, that is," said Mother Nurlela.

"Mom, Sofi's in again, yes" he said.

"Yes. Keep calling out Teh Naya as well, yes," asked Ibu Nurlela.

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"What's up, Mom?" kanaya asked finally appeared as well. And now the appearance is more fresh and fragrant after bathing twice.

Understandably want to go the same way, take another bath so it is not noticeable the smell of Mbok-mbok which is still from the kitchen.

"Here sit down first. Someone wants Ibu Ranti to ask you," said the mother.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom. Reportedly healthy?" kanaya once asked as if she had met him, even though she had never. And he's crucifying the back of Ranti's mother's hand.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, Thank God I am healthy. You good news too, son?" reply Miss Ranti asked.

"Thank God, good ma'am. Eumm .. So, what did you want to ask me?"

"You have a candidate, don't you?" asked Bu Ranti jokingly but there was actually a purpose.

The two middle-aged women chuckled for a moment.

"Sorry, that was just an alternative question," said Ms. Ranti. "That's ... I want to ask, how to make this Ice?" finally the question re-entered the starting topic again.

"Oh that, from the recipe Es Kuwut Bali. There are only a few ingredients that replace the same materials that exist also eco.no.mis."

"May I have a recipe?" pinta Ranti's.

"Yes. I wrote, Mom, the recipe."

Kanaya excuse me to go back and get some paper and a pen.

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Es Kuwut Bali Naya

MATERIAL :

Coconut young, shaved

Melons, shavings

Basil, soak warm water, drain

Lime, squeeze the water 

Young coconut water 

Sand sugar - dissolve in hot water

COMPLEMENTARY :

Lime slices of orange

Ice cube

VARIETY :

*Some materials can be changed

The Nata De Coco

Cucumbers

Melon syrup or something else

Soda (Spr!d)

Lemons

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Kanaya handed the recipe that had been in her notes to Ranti's mother.

"Thank you, son," said Ms. Ranti as she accepted. "If you can, play to Mom's house sometime. All the direct practice is how to make it."

"Mom, it can be arranged" Kanaya replied.

"Okay, then," replied Miss Ranti satisfied. "By the way, you like to cook?"

"She said he liked it, not too. Prefer to eat it," Kanaya replied jokingly. "But you can, even if you still help or see the recipe on the internet."

"Continue busy what?"

"Lecture, write the thesis again."

"Oh ... Will you pass dong?"

"Aamiin~ but about a year less. It's still early chapter."

"Let's be smooth and keep the spirit up, son. Where are you going to college, huh?"

"At Pertiwi University, Mom."

"Oh yeah?! Wah~ Mom's son is also there. She ...,"

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Their conversation was cut short by Kanaya's cell phone ringing.

"Sorry" said Kanaya.

"It's okay, son, just lift it," said Bu Ranti.

"Then, excuse me for a moment, ma'am," Kanaya said.

Kanaya went to the back to pick up the incoming phone that came from Adimas.

After that, a few minutes later he returned. And Kanaya approached her mother and whispered something.

"Yes there is a way" replied the mother.

Kanaya said goodbye to her mother and Ranti's mother.

"Sorry Mom, I'm staying. You have a promise with him and he has come, "tell Kanaya to Ranti's mother.

"Oh yeah, it's okay, please. Young people used to play out during the holidays," replied Ranti's mother.

"No, Kanaya rarely plays out. This ... she wanted to find a book," answered the mother telling her what Kanaya had whispered earlier.

'Duh! His mother followed him. But not entirely a lie anyway, he also wanted to find a book, ' Inner Kanaya.

Kanaya whispered to her mother again, reminding her of something else. "Mom, later if the Adel has woken up, immediately tell him to go home. Don't forget to put the bill on the meal."

"Basic! You are this." Nurlela's mother pinched Kanaya's waist.

"Aw! Mother is." Kanaya chuckles. "Dah .. ah~ Kanaya say yes, assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam," the two middle-aged women replied.

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Fyuh~ also this part.

I'm staying up dong, guys!!

Aji mumpung, because the wangsit again ngalir last night. Belain sleepy, afraid also if in the delay the hunt forgets.

1600++ words

Nyempil is also my family-style Ice Cheat recipe every time there is an event.

Let's save money, replace materials that are economically priced little, but still segeuurrr~~

Anytime anyone wants to try.

You can also do your own style.

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