The Love Story of Son of Sultan
217. Dream Son-in-law

The word mother's affection is as deep as the ocean, unmeasurable. Along the way, it wasn't the panic-stricken Orange but instead Buna. Buna's eyes also wandered and explored looking for a pharmacy.

Either because Buna's eyes are disguised or indeed not in the path of the village of Emak Adip. Buna didn't find a pharmacy.

Buna is very agitated. If you see Baba's glasses. Any guy wants to come out outside. Especially Adip young. Which should be KB, Orange.

"What if Orange gets pregnant? How college? Orangish is it right? Is it not frenetic and complicated especially Adip want to continue the contract? Must be Buna who bothered" Buna stress first.

Whereas in the back seat, Orange looks very calm and comfortable. Leaning on Adip's shoulder closed his eyes during the trip.

"Haduh..," muttered Buna turned out they had gone far into the village.Buna was forced to resign.

"Not far from Dip?" ask Baba.

"500 meters more, Ba. The house at the end of the road near the rice field!" answer Adip.

Sure enough, 5 minutes because the car road slowly they arrived. It looks like a small house with bamboo walls but looks very beautiful.

It's just that there's something that draws the view of all the contents of the car.

"What's the show at Dip's house?" ask Baba.

Adip peeked out of the window.

Seen the village's mothers clustered. Adip's mother looked like a storyteller and held some things. Adip knows what it is.

The furore grows as Baba's luxury car approaches.

"Oh Mother?" muttered Adip patted his eel in shame.

It turns out that Adip's mother was showing it to her farm-worker friends. His proud son is now rich. Bak the king's son.

Mother even showed off some wedding sovenirs that are still wrapped neatly should not be touched and dibotak atik. My mom also showed me pictures of Adip's wedding.

Of course, it is an interesting entertainment for mothers who every day spent working in the fields of rich merchants harvesting tea in the village.

Adip's mother did not have land. Adip's mother only laborers in the fields of the rich in the area.

"Well, long life. Eta the Kasep came home, Sih..," chirped one of the neighbors. Everyone looks at Baba's car.

"It's true. Kasep Adip is a rich man. Meni success pisan. The car is great. Kincloong!" connect the other.

"We saw his wife yuk. We're yuk's acquaintances!" bring the others.

Asih's mother (Emak Adip) immediately glared and put her things. Mom was shocked to see Baba's long big, shiny car.

More panicking, so happy. Mom hasn't cooked yet, just boiled the yam. How'this?"

"Heeehh..!" reprimand Mom to her friends soon.

"You don't make my son-in-law not feel at home here! Don't swarm!" Mom instantly pulled out her power protecting the orange.

"Emang why?"

"Dissolve. Can I see my eyes from far away . I'll know if I feel right here!"say Mother again. Mom seems to want to keep her mantra as special as possible.

Though his own mother who was afraid and trembling would know his own ex.

"Peliiit!" mom's neighbor's lips.

"Huusshh. Disband first. I'll take him to Arisan tomorrow!" whispered Emak Adip cleverly drove out his neighbor.

Neighbor Emak Bubar slowly, apparently still waiting for the driver of the car out. Neighbor Mother did not really go just away from the house and moved to the next door neighbor.

Baba's car door is Open automatically. The first to come out was Baba who wore expensive shirts, expensive shoes and glasses.

"Waah ganteng pisan eta Father. It looks like an Amrik!" babes neighbor Mom.

Baba is not Amrik, but Baba is from Opa Aryo. Baba's skin is white, but she's mixed in her face.

Then Buna came out too.

"Ooh Islaam! Not Amrik Eta. Ireland!" knock the other one out. For the villagers often if the rich people are nonis.

Then accompanied by Om Dika and Doctor Dinda.

"Kok that guy looks like Adip yah?" one of the residents there who ngeh pay attention to Om Dika.

The last of Adip and Orange. Orange looks pillow face but still beautiful.

"Wuaahs. Eta his wife Adip. The artist yak? Rich in tipi? Isn't it?" chirp Adip's neighbor again.

"Yeah. Oh, the casep. His wife menii geuliss...rich British artist!" chirp Adip's neighbor again.

Vaguely Buna and the others heard. Buna still had time to turn her head and nodded with a smile, making the neighbors excited.

But Baba and the others seemed to be moving forward.

While Jingga glanced at the gap.

"Who the hell is Bang?" whisky Orange.

"They're potential friends of yours!" answer Adip meledek.

"Hoooh?" pekik Orange. "My friend?"

"Yes, you have to learn from them. They are all strong women! Meet me!" adip replied in a whisper.

Adip invited Baba first in and instead greeted for a moment with friendly neighbors.

Orange came along but with a manyun and haughty expression. Adip's neighbors are very happy Adip really hasn't changed.

"Heat Waak, How are you? Recognize this Adip's wife name is Jingga," said Adip ajarin Jingga salaman and mate with people in the village.

The orange is not yet sensitive just stand still. Adip nudged her and Jingha wanted a salaman. Of course all the glee. Orange scented once, imprinted.

"If you would choose istrinaa!" mamak-emak.

Adip just nodded and went into the house.

Mother gemeteran at the visit besan and her mant, to the point of confusion words. Though if in the garden Mother is the strongest and her voice is loudest.

"Buna is really. It's comfortable!" reply Buna.

Buna and Om Dika are also villagers so ordinary. Doctor Dinda was also used to it, only Baba and Jingga were still standing and his eyes were looking at everything.

"Mango. Sorry if the place is like this!" said Mom nervous.

Buna smiled and welcomed his friendly besanya so stand embracing the familiar snobs.

"Yes Mak. I really like this place. Can I go to the bathroom?" ask Buna. Pregnant women like to pee.

Mom nodded. Then take Buna and Doctor Dinda in.

Adip who arranged and arranged Baba and Om Dika. Apparently, people like to relax on the terrace. The orange that is still standing is insensitive. Come in or sit with Baba.

"Sign in.help Mom to drink. You can, right?" whisper Adip to Orange.

"Hoooh?" pekik Jingga.

"There go in! He said he wanted to be his dream daughter-in-law!" whispered Adip again.

Want to not let Orange in. Orange swallowed his spit of dryness. If you look at the neighbors. Orange guesses the mothers there are rich in the movies. Be chatty and be thorough. Orang-orang can't do anything yet?How'this?

Sure enough, when he arrived in the kitchen mom was lighting a wood stove boiling water. While Buna and Dinda Doctrine are in a well that is located separate from the house. Like on Panorama Island.

"Emaaak," said Jingga ventured even though she was nervous.

Orange is already round to make Adip proud and love an orange. Orange knows it's her husband's mother and Orange promises to be a good daughter-in-law.

"That's it... Sit here. Don't come in here. Dirty Neng!" replied Mom excited beyond the expectations of Orange, Mother Adip turned out very well.

"He. It's okay, Mom. Orangish... Orange wants to come with Mom." replied Jingga showing her friendly face. Anyway Orange should get a hundred marks from her husband.

"Huh? Follow Mom? How's coming?" ask Mom.

"Then you want to help Mom. Mommy's gonna make a drink, right?"ask Orange.

"Hooh," Mother Langsunh teerbengong. Emaki thought her daughter-in-law was arrogant, not going to the kitchen. My mother was happy with Jingfa's intentions.

"Really?" ask Mom.

"Dad!" answer Orange.

Mom swallowed his saliva."But the kitchen is cramped and dirty,"

"Nothing Mak.Di Panorama Island is narrower. The kitchen here is nice and beautiful, so like!" answer the Orange

"Hoooh. Yep. Thank goodness!" my mother replied, happy and speechless. "Yes it's here.help Mom!" answer Mother.

Jingg followed Mom.

"That's the glass right there. Sugar is just like that!" said Mother showed the place where to store the kitchen spices.

"Yes Mak!"

"Mak boil the water first. You will make it!" said Mother.Jingga nodded.

Buna and Doctor Dinda finished and entered. Seeing Orange help Mom, Buna and Aunt Dina proud.

"Siiip, good son. That's Buna's son!" said Buna proud and gave a thumbs up

Orange smiles proudly. Buna and Aunt Dinda join Baba. Not long after the water boiled. I'm going to Orange to make a drink.

While Mom makes a quick snack, arrange the fruits. And also boiled yams.

Orange finished and served the drink. Proudly and confidently Orange brought his tea out.

Orange rolled her eyes at Adip, as if to say. I can, right?" Adip replied, "Sip!"

Jingga serves her tea to Dad, Om, Mom, Aunt and her driver. Then let her drink.

After waiting for a while. All compact take a drink, except Adip, Orange and Doctor Dinda.

Orange awaits with a cheerful face.

"Emmmptr press! Whoa!"

Unfortunately, Baba suddenly spewed her tea.

"Your son Bun!" baba Gumam.

Buna also immediately stared angrily at Orange.

"Jinggaaa..," growled Buna shy.

"Ehm.. ehm..," Om Dika and Mr. Arlan did not comment only.

"Hoooh!" Orange and Adip looked at each other in confusion.

"Good is not food for others! Can you not use different spices?" pekik Buna whispered a glance at Janhan until the in-laws of Jingga heard.

"What's the matter, Bun?" ask Orange.

"Sook tasted!"

Adip and Orange grabbed their drink and immediately vomited.

"Totally savory? Bitter again?" muttered Orange grinned.

"It's micin baby!" adip gumam.

"Dispose!" whispered Buna did not want her son to be embarrassed by her.

Om Dika and Aunt Dina can only pat Jidat.

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Sorry for the crisp... Hehe.