The Suffering of the Raised Child
Chapter 93.

The next day, Mahalini and Mama Clara were really looking for the house of the fruit seller, they both had time to ask one of the people who also lived there, he said, and without them knowing what he asked was the wife of the father of the fruit seller.

''Mom, are you sorry? I would like to ask the house of the seller of fruit rujak where yes, '' asked Mahalini very kindly.

''Father of a fruit seller? neng Pak Djarot, '' asked again by mentioning the name of her husband.

''I don't know his name, but last night I bought his fruit, '' he said again.

''Och, neng who last night in the same story Mother's husband yes,'' asked again without further ado.

''I mean Mother...''

''I'm the wife of the father of the fruit seller rujak neng? let's just go home, take her by walking first, while Mama Clara just nodded slowly, while continuing to follow the steps of Pak Djarot's husband.

The three of them had arrived at a very small house, without any reason for the cement below, only hard soil, and also an already ugly rattan chair at the front.

''Excuse me, madam? mother's house like this, '' he said by feeling bad with his guests, which must be from the wealthy.

''It's okay, ma'am, even though our house is like this, but we must remain grateful. Anyway we came here is not a nice house Mother nyari, but the sense of caring Mother who welcomes us very well has been very grateful, Mama Clara replied at length.

It is free to have a big house and also luxurious, if people are just arrogant and selfish, thought Mama Clara.

Mr. Djarot's wife passed after hearing Mama Clara's answer, while Mahalini continued to look at some of the roofs of the house that had begun to decay, in his heart he muttered.

'This is the life of the Father and Mother here, O God? so be he and always bestow a halal sustenance and also a blessing for this small family, ' his murmur in the heart, without him felt his tears had pooled on both cheeks, he said, make Mama Clara surprised? seeing his daughter-in-law crying.

''After that, do not cry like that, later we talk at home yes, '' his murmur slowly, Mahalini wiped his tears and reviewed his smile to the in-laws.

''In drink first Madam, neng,'' said Mr. Djarot's wife by putting two glasses containing warm tea.

''Mom why bother bother like this sich,'' Mahalini replied with her smile.

''It's okay neng, there is just tea, ''' he continued by sitting in front of her, which was only blocked with a table that was dull.

''I came here because I want to buy more fruit, ma'am, understand last night at the same meal with Mama, so feel dissatisfied eating his fruit tujak,''' Mahalini opened his voice, Mahalini, with the reason of wanting to buy more fruit.

''Och, his father just went neng? how yes, and Mother also did not know too well where her Father was, '' said her with a sad tone.

''Yes, it's okay Mom? we'll come back here when his father comes home. Incidentally I have a catering house near here, maybe you can go there later, said Mahalini with a tone that is not less sad, seeing the state of Pak Djarot's wife's house which daily only sells roving fruit.

''Yes, ma'am, my daughter-in-law is pregnant? last night I thought I did not want to eat anymore, I was forced to eat, ech do not know it even in his morning tanyain, '' continued Mama Clara, continued, where he also wanted to perfect the ecting of his son-in-law.

''It's okay Madam, maybe it's all brought from the baby, ''' she replied with a smile.

''If neng wants to wait, how about you make it here only, but the fruit is not too complete sich, only mangoes and jicama, ''' he continued.

''It's okay, ma'am, than my son will mengeces because he does not quickly eat his rujak, ''' replied Mahalini with sumringah.

The mother passed into her house, but a few steps later Mahalini asked permission to follow her fruit.

''Ma'am, can I follow her fruit, ''' she asked fearfully.

''I'm sorry before, ma'am, is this your own home,'' asked Mahalini unkindly, afraid that the mother even misunderstood him.

''Actually this is not Mom's house, I just contract here? because Mother's house was sold a few years ago, to pay the hospital Alm, the sick mother's son, answered honestly.

If it is not the house of the mother, Mahalini will not renovate this house dong, because it is not the property of the real Mr. Djarot.

'O Allah, give the servant the way to always help people who need help, ' his mind by rubbing his stomach that has begun to bulge.

''Every month how many ma'am, this is not livable in my opinion, but sorry ma'am? I don't mean that, '' he said with a very careful heart.

''How cheap is it, only 300 per month, it includes water and electricity? actually, you can not pay the same owner of the house, but I do not feel good about him, so make paying for electricity and water is possible, ''' he said honestly.

''Githu ya Bu, thank God if it is like that, ma'am, '' said Mahalini who had run out of words, ''Oiya Bu, the seasoning is indeed making its own, and in the ulek like this too,'' ask her again by switching the chat before her.

''Yes, I neng, I can't give a hand? to make it more delicious just one at a meal, replied his smile.

Mahalini replied to the swnyiman of the Mother, Mahalini did not expect? if the wife of Mr. Djarot turned out to be very good and also friendly to him.

On the other hand, Mama Clara is contacting her son who is in his office, the arrival of Mama Clara and also Mahalini to Mr. Djarot's house is to buy a refrigerator, which is, so that the fruit is not easily damaged, but after hearing a story from the wife that her house is only contracted, Mama Clara canceled her initial plan to come to the house.

-''There's what Ma,'' asked Devano in his cold voice.

-''Mama has canceled the delivery of goods here Devan, because Mr. Djarot's wife told me that his house is a rented house, '' he replied.

if it is a rented house? what's wrong try, just a small refrigerator that will come, and why should be canceled all sich, Devano with his bad tone, when chatting with the Mama.

Mama Clara turned off her phone connection, and switched to a video call? showing the existence of Mr. Djarot's real home to Devano, so that he no longer asked, the tip of the tip will only make headaches, thought Mama Clara.

Devano gaped with the appearance of the house now being visited by the wife.

-''Mahalini where Ma, kok not there, '' asked Devano when he did not see his wife's face in the room shown by the Mama.

-''Your wife is behind with Mr. Djarot's wife, she again makes fruit curls in the back, '' he replied.

-''Yes already, we discussed later again okay, which surely Mama has canceled the delivery of all the goods here, ''' continued her who was immediately nodded by Devano.

Devano was no longer able to say what else, after seeing the existence of the house, which should have been his house only in a pet, like a chicken. (sorry ya Bu) 🙏🙏.

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