
A row of parcels that became the default of the Aidan mas party, decorate the floor of one of the rooms in the house Arimbi. The room that also had become the place where Arimbi underwent makeup. There are three fruit parcels, one containing sugar, coffee, and tea. Three sponge, two layers legit. One package contains complete clothes for Arimbi. One package contains bags, shoes, and also sandals. Of course, there is also a heart-shaped jewelry place that is a container of engagement rings, and the contents have been decorated the ring finger of the left hand mas Aidan and Arimbi.
Arimbi who was watching him looked at him dear everything. He was too late, until the arrival of mas Aidan who was already next to him, had immediately surprised him.
“Why?” tanya mas Aidan.
Arimbi who has mastered himself immediately said, “Pengin save everything, ... but it is not possible. It must be rotten food.” Because mas Aidan was only silent, Arimbi deliberately said, “Let every moment be seen. Thank goodness our children and grandchildren can see, too. But not possible, right? Yes, I have the same photo. Part of it I share with the rest, nothing, right?” he looked at Aidan for permission, and the man immediately smiled warmly while nodding.
“Content to mas Agung too, divided only. But you keep some fear of mom or you want to. Food brought, just shared. Create a Great mas, make a neighbor.” After a moment of silence, mas Aidan had immediately remembered the inspiration of the family. “Ilham must be given!” He laughed and was immediately greeted with laughter no less amused than Arimbi.
A few moments later, assisted by Aidan, Arimbi brought some parcel buaj, sponge, and layer legitnya back to be distributed to the rest of the family and Insham. Those who were initially cleaning dishes, pottery, and floors, immediately laughed. However, everything was immediately excited when Arimbi reported most of the food items on Aidan's side, shared equally with them.
“Bentar, I set aside first for the same Great mas for mom. Later Ilham also love, but not as much as uwa make the same aunt. Kan Uwa same Aunt who is tired!” said Arimbi and immediately make the atmosphere there back up. Mas Aidan also became part of the chat material as well as jokes. Everything was compact praise mas Aidan, felt mas Aidan much better and indeed much ahead of Ilham.
The decision of Arimbi and mas Aidan who sent Ilham a family blessing or it was “ulih-ulih” from mas Aidan, really like a spearhead ac*un who darted right into the middle of the heart of Siti's mother who opened the door.
Ibu Siti was immediately dumbfounded, forgetting the mask that the woman initially held using her right hand. Until when the mask held was released, Rokhyah's mother who delivered his blessing immediately istighfar frightened.
“Astagfirullah, Lady Siti! Fortunately, his blessing did not fall out of my hands. It's a pity that until it happens it's so good. There are roast duck, fried chicken semok, sambalnya thumbs up, just a lot of side dishes! The fruit is also seger-seger. Oh, my mother is also loved! There's a sponge equally ply legit too! The layer is legit not canned. It's really delicious and it's also like Hajjatan. Buuuualaaaak. Though only Ilham lamar Arimbi, only bring the wind, huh? The wind, hahaha. But fitting the same holy woman entourage here, also just bring two small fruit parcels. That just seems normal. Oh, anyway, Aidan is debating! Moreover, it was until bringing a mabur motor aka jet that has a propeller ..” The more Rokhyah's mother spoke, the more sinister she also looked like Siti's mother. Plus, the face of Siti's mother was severely swollen especially her big lips to cover her nose.
But in fact, one of the reasons Siti's mother was very angry was also because during explaining every meal while stirring, every food that Rokhyah's mother explained also while Rokhyah's mother ate up.
“LAMBEU THROUGHOUT KAMBI NGGRAGAS!” said Siti's mother was really upset. He disputed the mouth of Rokhyah's mother who talked all the way or that spoke explain the contents of his food, while eating up the blessing of rations for him. But instead of feeling guilty, after having looked confused, Rokhyah's mother even with the rest of her saying goodbye while waltzing away.
The great trembling of Siti's mother restrained the anger, released the departure of Rokhyah's mother's back and also the contents of a large white pouch that had been greatly reduced. Roasted duck, fried chicken, egg balado and also sambal that had looked so delicious, now there are only fragments and bones.
“Ya Gustiiiiiii, kirain mother Siti is not willing or at least do not want to accept the blessing of the mother Arimbi so I was deliberately sent to inter because the others did not dare. Uh, instead ... hahahaha. Amnesia seems like a tuh people until he forgets, what he looks like especially Inspiration to Arimbi family!” said Rokhyah's mother very loudly while continuing to laugh because for her, what Siti's mother did, very funny.
“LESS EXCLAMATIONUUU!” mom's screaming really pissed off. But once again, Rokhyah's mother increased her anger. The woman deliberately waited her bok0ng then imitated the rocking of the duck style of a famous dangdut singer.
Lady Siti who was really upset, accidentally took off her right flip-flops then threw them and right about bok0ng mother Rokhyah. Unfortunately, Rokhyah's mother is not as typical as her irritable self. Rokhyah's mother kept laughing, stepping while continuing her jog. Neighbors who look up to the cheering.
“What the hell is it, Mah, noisily, so noisy? Mamah even forgot, it's fish that Mamah burned to a severe charred, bitter nothing to eat. Intention to eat well, even cats alone do not doyan. Grilled fish worse than Aisyah!” said Ilham who came out while carrying firewood and some of it still emit smoke burned with his fishing, in the kitchen.
Because Siti's mother remained silent, the creepy face of Siti's mother was still pouting, Ilham deliberately ascertained what happened. There was Rokhyah's mother up ahead, while in both hands of Siti's mother there was a white pouch spreading a delicious aroma of rice and the aroma of various side dishes. Ilham immediately looked at the contents with a bit of a flick using his left hand that did not hold the wood. In that moment he could not comment. His chest as if hit by an invisible mace as he who retreated in disappointment.
“It was from Arimbi? Why is it accepted, anyway? I don't have self-respect. Mumah shy!” Iluh Ilham between angry and want to cry.
“Ngapain accepted? Embarrassedly? What do you think if we don't, what do we eat? Now it's a famine. Our paddy fields that have been planted fail to harvest, we still have to wait for the new planting yesterday because the rice fields are good results even we have used for compensation to Arimbi. Still you feel prestige while these two days alone, we eat what is? Usually everything is taken care of Arimbi. Kitchen needs, Mamah monthly, is now not possible. Not only because Arimbi had to take care of Siti's mother until the amputation. But because of the relationship of the kit with Arimbi also amputated!”
“Nothing can be expected anymore because you also do not work. So, before you get fined by Aisyah's side, go back to the pesantren. Business here, let your father who is to Jakarta work so the building kent!” Lady Siti is really emotional. He was willing to throw away his shame and prestige so that his stomach was filled. He broke into Inspiration which even directly resembled a living statue. Shut up, totally useless.