THE OWNER OF THE HEART ROOM
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The star is very happy to say goodbye to the pakde and budenya to leave school this morning and want to be picked up by Bude Darmi when he comes home later and will be picked up by his father in the afternoon to be invited back to the house they will take it next.

As Nawang requested, Richard remained unmoved from behind the wheel when he arrived in front of the Bintang school which turned out to be very crowded by mothers who also delivered their children's school.

Nawang came down with Bintang after Bintang salim on his papa.

"It's a poor school" Richard said, hugging the boy warmly.

"Yes. Assalamualaikum, Pa." said the stars cheerfully before getting off the car.

"Wa'alaikumsalam, son." replied Richard with a full chest.

For others, it may be that delivering school children like this is common, some even feel bothered doing it.

But for Richard this kind of activity was one of his dreams.

Yes, even though he has Darren but he cannot monopolize Darren because he has to share the role with Bram.

But the presence of the Star in the days to come is a way to realize dreams simple but really valuable to his soul.

Although Richard is fully aware that Bintang also has a father that he must appreciate also his existence later, but at least he will obviously have a portion of more time with the Stars.

"Where are we going after this, Mas?" ask Nawang who got back into the car.

"home. Or you want to go where it used to be, I anterin." Richard bargained before driving away from the school yard.

Nawang seemed to think a little before answering.

"Want to market?" asked Nawang in doubt.

"Markets?" richard asked to convince his hearing.

"Yes. The star asked to make yellow vegetables. He likes it best when there is a yearya." replied Nawang.

Richard seemed to think.

At an age he had never approached a place called the market, let alone entered.

It could also be for a new experience.

"OK. Which market are we going to?" ask Richard at last.

Nothing, my wife too.

"Later to show the market in the direction of going home. The parking space is also large for cars. Or... we play to Prambanan market aja yuk, Mas!" suddenly Nawang excited to express his idea.

"We're there, ma'am." replied Richard then increased the speed of his car.

The goal is definitely, play to the Prambanan market.

Ayyeeeee....!!! 💃💃💃

"Another new bride, the second day of the marriage is usually gone to a honeymoon destination. But my wife is shopping. Not shopping for branded goods or jewelry, but shopping for vegetables, to the market anyway." said Richard laughing while shaking his head in astonishment.

"Because your bride already has a child, the handsome Mas" said Nawang with a smile glancing at him.

"Yes.yes....Even though to eat actually just use the application is already in order" Richard said with a smile.

"In the application there are no yellow vegetables made by Bu Nawang, Tuaaaaan." said Nawang.

Richard chuckled while nodding confirming.

"When the time to shop and cook can actually make activities that can sweat more" said Richard like a mutter.

"Oh body?" asked Nawang innocently.

"Smeackdown!" richard replied as he brought his mouth closer to Nawang's head, then grabbed his cheek quickly.

Makes the woman tickle.

"Munyaaaa.." sergeant Nawang understood what Richard meant.

Richard chuckled enjoying the caress of Nawang's hand on his chin.

"What do you want to eat, Mom?" ask Nawang later.

Richard was confused.

Suddenly blank with his wish. Because right now in his brain there's only one wish, repeating last night's great adventure with Nawang.

There is no other desire.

"Eat you." Richard replied at last.

"Are I really full?" ask Nawang tease.

"Thankful. spiritual." replied Richard, glancing.

"I besides being able to satiate spiritually, can also satiate the body.Truly!" sahut Nawang with high confidence.

"My husband wants you to give whatever is in order, follow it" said Richard resigned.

"Ulu...ulu...ulu....nrimo ne (reserves) mas gantengkuuuu." said Nawang while stroking her husband's upper arm.

"Rather than being punished you can not ask for a donkey, it's crisp." joroh Richard who then got a tabokan prize on his thigh.

"We're parked over there, Mas. Through the east side." said Nawang once the car separated from the traffic light south of Prambanan temple and turned to the right.

"OK." replied Richard as he turned the steering wheel to the left, advancing a few meters while turning the sign to the right and then leading to the uphill road that leads to the top floor of the market building.

"The car park is also wide. If the motorbike below was parked?" richard asked as he busily checked his wallet and his phone was already in his pants pocket yet.

Isn't the market heavy? It will not be hot....

"There was. Nih." replied Richard as he grabbed the black hat that was in the back pocket of his seat.

"Any deed" said Nawang.

"Why should I wear a hat?" asked Richard astonished despite still obeying his wife's wishes.

Wearing the hat with the style reversed, the mouse he put behind.

"If the kayak is what it means, you even add a handsome look, Maaas." Nawang protested with an anxious laugh, making Richard suddenly misbehaved.

"Oooh, you mean I was told to wear a hat to cover my handsome?" asked Richard with a laugh.

"Open. Make a cover of your wooden face. I forgot that you're full of money. If buying in the market can be copied the price, the look of the tajirnya." kekeh Nawang who did not refuse the embrace of Richard's anxiety on his shoulder.

Both dropped to the 3rd floor of the market which is usually used as a place to buy and sell vegetables in large parties.

"Say I want to buy vegetables. How come it's coming down?" richard asked in astonishment while still following Nawang's nimble steps down the stairs towards the second floor.

"We bought it on the second floor. If the above is for a big party." explained Nawang.

And it's true. Even if there is no noise at all, but Nawang was able to instantly catch a full view of the waving tassels of various female creatures and ages as soon as Richard left the last staircase and stepped down the second floor of the market.

Richard who became a beautiful view in the morning just calmly followed the steps of his wife without lifting his gaze from the tip of the veil behind his wife.

Her brain was rewinding what was behind the hijab and the robe.

Of course he remembered very well; a slender and smooth waist.

Issssh!

Richard hurried to follow the crouching Nawang as his eyes now looked towards the seller. A grandmother who is really old though still looks quite agile moves to tear apart young papaya.

"Nyuwun cacahane hanging with ewu mawon Mbah (ask for the pox of his young papaya two thousand aja, Nek)." pinta Nawang politely while his hand chose three purple eggplant and then took two potatoes and then approached the seller's grandmother to easily count them later.

"Excite, Ma'am. Kaliyan menopo malih? (yes, mad. What's the same?)," asked the grandmother this time with a smile on Richard before weighing the eggplant and potatoes and then put in a bag of crackles with a small amount of young papaya pox.

Halaaah, wastes just want to wash the eyes of everything if there is good stuff ⁇ ️

"Loncange kalih ewu nggih, Mbah (leaves of two thousand yes, Nek)." said Nawang while moving a circle of cabbage towards the increasingly wide granny smile.

"Ele-sadean waste is also dangu, Mbah? (Grandma's been selling for a long time, Grandma?)." Richard finally made a curious voice.

"Congratulations, Mas. Awit tasih prawan ten peken. Alhamdulillah dugi sakniki putu kulo pun wolu.( Already, Mas. Since the girls went to the market. Thank God until now my granddaughter has eight)." replied the grandmother with a shy smile.

Oh my goodness, Mbah....

Richard nodded with a smile of admiration.

"Bah Kakung asih sugeng, Mbah?( grandpa's alive, Grandma?)" ask Richard again.

"Sampun tilar dangu, Mas. Kolo anak mbajeng kulo mlebet Junior High School. Hit the truck Wangsul ndugekke anak kulo sing SMP niku. Ten hospital sedinten directly tilar. (Died a long time ago, Mom. When my first child entered Junior High. Hit the truck after my son who was Junior High. In the hospital one day continued to die)." replied the grandmother even all told me.

Nawang also noticed the story of the grandmother.

"Lha Waste colo mben mboten kromo malih, Mbah? (lha grandma didn't get married again, Grandma?)" asked Richard with a nosy smile.

Grandma just chuckled.

"Oalah, Mas..sinten sing purun ngopeni rondo son three, gek start remagat (Oalah, Mas..who also wants the same widow son 3 who started to need a fee)" the grandmother said while laughing.

"Sewah kereeeen...putrane also mendas sedaya mbah sak niki? (Granny Kereeeen, her kids are all married now, Grandma?)" ask Richard more deeply.

" Alhamdulillah sampun, Mas.Nggih sak nimbang-gesange, Mas. Sing mbajeng nggih namung ten sabin kalih ten project. Sing number kalih tumut bojone ten Depok riko, kerjo ten factory and bojone. Ragile dados guru ten Ungaran, dereng wonten sing momong (Alhamdulillah already, Mas. Yeah, life's rough, Mas. The firstborn yes only in the rice fields work together on the project. Number two joined her husband in Depok there, working in the factory with her husband. Youngest teacher in Ungaran, no companion yet)."

Nawang turned right to left worried that their chatter was blocking people who wanted to shop at this grandmother.

Fortunately, the market is still quiet.

"Congratulations, Mbah. Sedaya dados pinten, Mbah? (already, Grandma. How much is it all?)" tanya Nawang tried to cut the granny's history talk.

"Sedoyo dados gangsal welas, mbak (everything so fifteen thousand, mbak)." replied Simbah with a smile.

Richard hurried to extend a hundred thousand to the grandmother who was greeted with a look of confusion on the old face.

"Oh, Mas, artane sing alit mawon. Dereng wonten kondure niki (well, Mas, the money is small yet no change this)." said the grandmother as she reached back the money with a face of shame and riled.

"Mboten legit diwangsulke, Mbah. Kagem Sumpah. Dingge numbaske by- by wayahe mangke (not to be returned, Grandma. Make a grandmother. Make a buyin by- for his granddaughter later)" Richard said as he stood up and grabbed a plastic grocery crack from Nawang's hand, smiling at Richard's behavior.

My old richard. Very generous and gentle.

"Sir, pripun niki? (ma'am, how's this?)" asked the grandmother while looking at Nawang worried but also could not hide his happy look.

"Pun, diasto mawon, Mbah. Dingge penglaris (already taken, Grandma. To the sellers)." said Nawang while smiling sweetly and sincerely.

The tears were ready to slide from those twilight eyes.

Nawang even tried to see it.

"Sampun, kulo tampi nggih, Mas, Mbak. Matur nuwun. Mugi-Mugi dados kangge kangge kulo sak putu. Blessed ugi kagem kanepun panjenengan kekilih (yes already, I accept ya Mas, mbak. Thanks very much. It would be a blessing to my grandchildren. Blessings also for the family of you both)" said the grandmother faltered because of haru.

"Aamiin. Kulo pamit riyin's. Ajeng pados know (aamiin.ya already yes, Grandma. I say goodbye first. Want to find out)" said Nawang while gently pulling Richard's arm.

"Heath-stay nggih, Mbah." said Richard with a smile before following Nawang's steps.

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