The Enchantment of Neighbor Grass
Beautiful Gems Should Be Maintained

Ammar and Yasmin welcomed papa and his mother with great joy. The two boys, who were only at odds of about a year old, were seen jumping and dancing so happily, hearing from the mother that they both wanted to be invited to a walk to the city.

"Hoye, tita pelgi, Yang," Yasmin said as she pulled her daughter's robe.

"Yes, my sister went with Mas Ammar, the same Mother and Papa, yes," replied Bu Hajah.

"Remember, sister should not be fussy. Okay, honey," said Bu Hajah, who has now knelt down, aligning his height with Yasmin's height.

"Dar, Eyang. Adek ndak lewel, kok," Yasmin replied adorable, to make Bu Hajah powerless not to pinch her chabinya cheeks with anxiety.

"Umm ... Pinter, hell, you." Bu Hajah then kissed Yasmin's cheeks in a row, making the little girl giggle, amused.

"Already, Mom. Then change the father, yes, who is called." Pak Haji's voice ended the action of Bu Hajah.

"Ish, Father. Just be embarrassed, though. Remember the age, sir. Shameful, same children and grandchildren," protested Bu Hajah whose face had turned red.

Husain and Aulia smiled happily, seeing the warmth of the couple who were no longer young but still very romantic.

"We'll be like him, too, honey. Aging together in love and affection that will never diminish" whispered Husain, making Aulia's heart grow happy.

"Thank you, Mom. Lia must be happy to be on the side, Mas. Lia will always love and cherish, Mas. Serving all needs, Mas," Aulia replied as she looked at her husband with a loving gaze.

Aulia was like a teenager who had just felt love for the first time. After marrying her husband, she felt loved, loved and appreciated. Worshiped and pampered, all the time.

Same with Husain. After marrying his wife, he felt like a real man. Loved, respected, and served every day.

They both find happiness that has been delayed because they have the wrong partner.

"Here, the friend later tonight. There, move! The afternoon hunt, the heat," said Mr. Haji, unraveled the intimacy of the newlyweds.

"Father and Mother, come along, yuk. Let's rame," Aulia's pinta.

"No need, son. We will wait in your house, and arrange our belongings there," refused Bu Hajah subtly.

The middle-aged woman rubbed Aulia's back lovingly. "May the streets be fun, son. Be happy." You guys."

"Thank you, Mom. God willing, we will always be happy. Pray always yes, ma'am, "pinta Aulia while greeting Bu Hajah, to say goodbye.

Husain also said goodbye to Pak Haji, who was followed by their two daughters.

"Yang Kung was kissed first, dong," asked Pak Haji who had crouched down, hugging his two grandchildren.

Ammar and Yasmin immediately kissed the cheeks of her legs, right and left cheeks, together. The two of them then giggled amused because Pak Haji's mustache felt tickling on the soft skin of both.

"Geyi, Yang," Yasmin protested as she rubbed her cheek.

Mr. Haji chuckled, the middle-aged man even more became tempting Yasmin by kissing the little girl with great anxiety.

Yasmin's laughter filled the family room in Pak Haji's shop.

"Already, Sir. Let them leave immediately." Bu Hajah's voice made Yasmin free from her sis.

Mr. Haji then kissed the top of Ammar's head fondly. "Jaga sister ya, Mas," Pak Haji's message to Ammar, as if Ammar is a boy who has grown up.

"Russia, Eyang. Ammal will take care of Adik with benal, "reply Ammar as the brother who is full of responsibility to his sister.

Aulia also took the time to say goodbye to Mbak Jum, although at breakfast the hijab woman had told Mas Dul's wife that they would leave.

"Be careful, Dik Lia. Moga the streets are fun." Mbak Jum smiled as he waved from the doorway of the food stall.

After making sure everyone was sitting comfortably in the car and Ammar was sitting on the front bench, next to the father, was wearing a seat belt, Husain slowly drove his car away from the shop yard accompanied by a wave of the hand of Pak Haji and his wife.

Along the way, the small family who looked very happy, told each other and joked. Yasmin's chatter, which Ammar often responded to funny, made Aulia and Husain feel more and more happiness.

Making the distance traveled for almost an hour, not at all felt. To know, Husain's car has entered the old city area, where the Luna family lives.

"Mas, in front there is a fruit shop. We stopped there for a while, yeah. Want to buy some fruit for mama, "pinta Aulia.

"Mama?" asked Husain with a frown.

To Husain's knowledge, Aulia's mother lived in a small town, the same town they lived in because before marriage, Aulia once asked him to come to her parents' house to ask for blessing.

Again, Aulia's first brother obstructed and drove Aulia and Husain back.

"Truly shameful, you! Not long ago separated from her husband, already directly holding another man!" hardik is a woman who is the same age as Husain, when the door of Aulia's parents' house has just opened.

"Sir, Dengerin Lia du ...."

"There's nothing else I need to hear. It's all clear now that the Handoyo family came here and said that you were the one who left him! It's true, you cheated on me, Lia!" Aulia's older sister, pointing at her sister with an index finger that seemed to vibrate with anger.

Seeing that there was no way Aulia's older sister could be spoken to properly, Husain then invited his future wife to come home.

"Already, Sister. Come on, let's go home! There is no need to explain anything to the person who already hates us because it is useless, even if our mouth froths, he will remain with his hatred." Husain looked at Aulia with a shady look.

"Don't worry, God isn't sleeping. One day, the truth will be revealed and all the dark veils will open. Hopefully they are not too late to realize that what they believe is false news" Husain continued to try to calm Aulia down.

Aulia nodded, understanding. Although with a heavy heart, Aulia again left her yard with slow steps because again her presence was rejected by her own biological family.

"Yes, Mas. Lia used to call mama to Luna's mama." Aulia's soft voice, breaking down Husain's daydream.

"And Ammal called him Oma Baik, Pa," said Ammar.

"Oma's Good? Is there a yes, a bad oma?" husain asked, looking at the son.

"She, Pa. His grandmother Ammal, the grandmother's evil shuka Shama Mother," replied Ammar as he turned to the back bench, where the mother sat while holding the head of Yasmin who overslept.

"Mas Ammar, grandmother is not evil, son," argued Aulia who did not want to poison the son's mind.

"Bad granny, Nda. Grandma'kan shuka even-shama Mother, like father. Not like a grandfather who was grateful to smile when he saw his mother," replied Ammar who could already distinguish which people like the same parent and which ones do not.

Husain stared at Aulia through the reflection of the rearview mirror in front of him. Her heart ached knowing that not only was Handoyo rude to Aulia, but her former mother-in-law treated her mother Ammar badly.

'Beautiful jewels like you should be cared for and cherished, Sister, not wasted and thrown away like that!' hussain protest, furious.

Aulia let out a long sigh, suddenly remembering her father-in-law. 'How are you, Pa? Who's taking care of papa now? May aunt still take care of papa, ' Aulia monologue in silence.

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