
“Udah, the Aish is out, Ma'am. Let Ilham Siti's mother have an additional burden. He's business to Ma'am, don't be afraid. You have many soldiers. That was yesterday we had the Black Warrior, right?” Azzam was already instantly noisy and ended up choking on yamin noodles in his mouth.
Mr. Kalandra who just finished eating noodles yamin ration, without any scenes repeated like Azzam, immediately stood up to leave his seat. He was busy mesem, deliberately massaging both shoulders Azzam using both hands.
“This must be because Mas Aidan did not sincerely mi yaminnya I ate, so I sprained gini,” said Azzam who then took a glass of drinking water given the mama.
Mas Aidan just istighfar while shaking. He chose to stand up and leave the seat, following Arimbi. Because the arrival of Kalsum's grandmother, grandfather there, also Azzura and Excel, makes Arimbi have to prepare yamin noodles for them as well.
Seeing the Excel that Aisyah clearly meant as a handsome man who was appraised, mas Aidan suddenly took care and it kept him busy holding a smile. “Can be broken a total bone if Aish reckless Deketin mas Excel. Azzura ma'am is being fought. Mafia only lost, her inner” who then asked Azzam to call Akala let them eat together.
“Yeah Mbak Arimbi turned out from earlier Mbak was busy cooking this much? If I know this much cooking, I will help you,” said Azzura is really sweet and spoiled.
“Indeed, Ma'am want to help you why?” lirih Excel is really sweet because he also looks at his wife while mesem.
Full of softness, Azzura who does not wear a veil and indeed has long pajamas said, “Help eat, dear. What else is it? My talent will eat, like Azzam because we are twins!”
Azzam who felt insinuated, immediately laughed as he continued to step up to call Akala. “Akala, eat fast, I am full, so it is safe because my ration will not be less. If you eat first, I'm less!”
In the heart of Mr. Kalandra who immediately shook his head while watching around, felt, the atmosphere of his house became like an orphanage if it was like now. Plus the noisy reality of Azzam was then hit by Azzura.
“This is what I really help you with, Ma'am,” said Azzura who this time seriously. He had already directly boiled his raw noodles in the pot. “This is actually make your own green beautiful gini minya.”
“That was helped by Mas Excel. The patient is still taking care of the patient. The patient who was born?” sergeant Arimbi while concocting spices in each bowl.
Azzura was already nodding straight away. “Already, Mbak. That's why I immediately relaxed a bit, can take an old bath also earlier.”
“Here I take care, it's hot,” sergeant Excel has directly picked up his chopsticks from Azzura.
Aware, Arimbi can not be hassles because everything has helped, mas Aidan was immediately ready to take Warisem's mother.
“This is sure, it wasn't me who picked up?” ask Azzam to make sure. He was followed by Akala.
“Do you want me, Mas?” ask Akala seriously.
“No need, nothing. The name for the in-laws especially this one, if there is no obstacle really tight, surely Mas intervened. Later this day, Mas also has not met his mother Mbak Arimbi,” sure mas Aidan who then hurriedly stepped away to immediately take Wariyem's mother to eat with them.
“Should Mas Azzam first. Kan Mas is older. Where can I step in Mas!” akala's reply for the first time was to reply that sounded against Azzam, even that in her own ears. See, Azzam was already instantly panicked, looking at him in disbelief, other than Azzam who also became visibly agitated.
“K-you really already have a girlfriend, Dek?” Azzam Ketar-ketir, had feared overtaken or it was surpassed by Akala. But if you see Sundari status still have to focus on college for at least three or four more years, he immediately legowo.
Puk .. puk .. puk ... Azzam patted Akala's back which still felt tender, although his sister claimed to have lost three kilos of weight.
More precisely, since studying with his two sisters-in-law, Akala quickly lost weight. To Arimbi, Akala learned to eat a healthy diet. While to Excel, both are often physical exercise that is so draining of sweat.
After Warisem's mother joined, their chat regarding Aisyah, immediately continued. Azzam who wanted to make Ilham and his family burdened Aisyah, eagerly asked Arimbi to accept mediation, let Aisyah become a prisoner of the city, including her punk child.
“Ngebayangin Ilham with his mother whose provincial level was repotted by a holy woman, it was this happy. Yeah, Ma! So please!” please Azzam.
Arimbi who was feeding the mother mi yamin because the mother Warisem difficulty wearing a fork let alone chopsticks, immediately pondered.
“Make learning anyway, justin locked up a month first,” said Azzura still finished his meal.
Arimbi gradually turned his head, looking at the mas Aidan who was sitting next to Warisem's mother because their position was indeed on the left right side of the old woman. “The situation is worse than yesterday, well, Mas?”
“It seems that the healing fracture is indeed good. Ask the same Excel mas who have experienced,” reply mas Aidan.
“Pity too huh huh. Bener also said mas Azzam, the ease of the family of Ilham because they separated from Aisyah, their burden of life must be reduced. Plus, mas Ilham also directly no responsibility at all,” said Arimbi.
“Nah, right, Ma'am! Therefore, let alone Aisyah, let the burden of life of Inspiration and its mother increase. Yes, wife imprisoned, Ilham even fishing mania!” azzam was getting excited.
Because Akala became a person who never spoke and Azzam who sat next to him caught his sister busy typing messages, Azzam deliberately peeking.
“Mending directly kepo rather than being held-resistant and curious. There's no Ndari either, so I'm free!” think Azzam.
Love: Because of Cikho, our family relationships, even our relationships as if only memories, well, Mas.
Akala: Patience, Ma'am. Mbak's parents just feel too guilty for what Cikho did to Mbak Azzura. Whereas here, we include my parents and Mbak Azzura himself, including also mas Excel, we are ordinary. There really isn't the slightest bit of revenge. Which parents, who want their children to deviate from their direction as well as their upbringing? There is none, Ma'am. Because the name of the parents would want to see their children become at the same time get the best. Just take the silver.
In that instant, Azzam was immediately silent. His chest is like being hit*am an invisible mace. “The context of the language is very sad, gaes ... The love of his sister Cilok Cikho, what call dear Akala to him? Wah ... suspicious once!” his inner.