
"It's a pity that kang Mahmud can not be present at the ceremony thanks to Mr. Harjo. Though Mr. Harjo and his family really hope that everything can come there mbak Dewi, mbak Arin," said Mr. Diman before Dewi and Arin who hold Dede in a sorry tone.
"Yes sir, just last night Mahmud mas depart," said Dewi.
"But mbak Dewi and mbak Arin also Dede is sought to come yes mbak," said Mr. Diman very hopeful certainty of Dewi and Arin.
"If I do what the word mbak Dewi only sir," said Arin.
"What about Mr. Diman, before I apologize, Mr. Diman, my brother and I have not been able to give his decision now about being able to come or not, sir," said the Goddess felt heavy hearted to say it.
Mr. Diman was immediately seen frowning, if the family of Mahmud no one came surely Mr. Harjo and his family will feel very disappointed.
"Waduh, mbak Dewi and mbak Arin tree must come mbak. Poor family Mr. Harjo who had been expecting the arrival of the family mbak. Mr. Harjo felt very grateful, if the family did not come, Mr. Harjo must be very disappointed," said Mr. Diman a little pushy.
"But sir.." Dewi's speech stopped because it was directly attacked by Mr. Diman.
"Later to pick me up, the day after morning mbak," sergeant Pak Diman made Dewi and Arin look clumsy can not say a word anymore.
"Once yes mba Dewi, mbak Arin I say goodbye. Don't forget to want Dedenya also come well," said Mr. Diman then pak Diman stood up and cupped both hands on his chest in lieu of a handshake.
"I, yes sir," said Dewi hesitated and confused.
When Mr. Diman arrived at the door, Mr. Diman suddenly stopped and turned his body again and said; "O yes I almost forgot mbak, I took a moment in the car yes,"
Without waiting for Dewi or Arin's approval, Mr. Diman hurriedly stepped out of Mahmud's house to his car parked in front of the alley.
The goddess looked very confused at once still thinking about whether or not it could come. On the one hand, he felt very unwell, Mr. Harjo had invited him directly even though he was represented through Mr. Diman who had come all the way just to convey the invitation to his family.
But on the other hand, as a wife it is not good to travel unnoticed by her husband let alone to not ask permission first.
"I better ask for advice from Mahmud mas first," said Dewi in his heart.
Shortly afterwards Mr. Diman was seen in the distance heading to Mahmud's house. In both of his hands he seemed to be holding something.
"Sorry, I can only take this. Yes as a thank you to me and my wife mbak," said Mr. Diman while giving two parcels containing various kinds of fruits.
"Ashiiikk Dede got the fruits of the motheraa.." exclaimed Dede girang.
"Sstt... Dede can't be that, shame on Himan sir, hehehe... Sorry sir," said Arin.
"Hehehe... This is for Dede all yes," said Mr. Diman thrust it on Dede.
"Oh Mr. Diman, Mr. Diman... Kok so troublesome Mr. Diman only," said Arin who received one parcel, followed by the only parcel received Dewi.
"Ah, this is nothing compared to gratitude for the recovery of my wife mbak," replied Mr. Diman.
"Thank you very much sir" said Arin.
"Yes thank you, matur suwun sanget ya pak Diman," said Dewi.
"Jih, same-same mbak. Then I immediately say yes mbak, assalamualaikum.." said Mr. Diman.
"Monggos, monggos... Wa alaikum greetings, heart-wrenching pak Diman," replied the Goddess waving her hand.
After the return of Mr. Diman, Dewi and Arin sat back in the living room talking about the invitation.
"How about Rin, I'm very confused," said Dewi.
"Yes how mbak, if not come we are also not good with Mr. Harjo. But if it comes also not good because there is no Mahmud mas," said Arin.
"Well, that's the one who thinks of Rin. Just for a moment I want to call Mahmud mas first, ask his advice. If the word mas Mahmud allows and tells us to come, yes we have to come to meet the invitation," said Dewi.
"Yes," said Arin.
"Oh Dede want this fruit? Is this called a grape?" said Arin then opened the plastic that wrapped the pacel.
Dede nodded anxiously waiting for his mother to open the plastic to get the grapes she asked for.
"Hallo, assalamualaikum mas.." heard Dewi talking on the phone.
"Wa aleikum salam, what's the matter wi?" sahut Mahmud from across the phone with a slightly worried tone.
"No matter what, this is just to tell you that there was a Mr. Diman coming to the house" said Dewi.
"Sir Diman? Mr. Diman... Mr. Diman... Oooohh yes, the same Mr Diman Mr Harjo from Palu Wesi village is Wi? What's the matter with him coming home?" sahut Mahmoud's.
"Yes Mr. Diman who always came with Mr. Harjo mas, Mr. Diman conveyed an invitation to us to come to the ceremony of his thanks, Mr. Harjo," explained Dewi.
"When Wi?" ask Mahmud.
"Tomorrow after tomorrow," answered the Goddess.
"Either, if the day after tomorrow the mas has not returned wi," replied Mahmud.
"Yes mas, I have conveyed to the Dimannya pack as well, but Mr. Diman still insisted on asking us to come. Even he himself will pick her up later, how about mas?" word Goddess.
"Mm, yes Wi has come just fine," said Mahmud.
"Then all the Goddesses ask permission to go to the invitation is the same Arin and Dede," said Dewi.
"Yes Wi, mas permitin," said Mahmud.
"Where is it now?" ask Goddess.
"Mmm, still in Semarang Wi. This has just finished its business and is on the road again directly to Surabaya," replied Mahmud.
"Heart on the road yes mas," said Dewi.
"God willing, you will also be careful Wi. Take good care of Dede" said Mahmud.
"Yes yes Mas, assalamualaikum." said Dewi then hung up after Mahmud answered his greetings.
"Where's mbak? The same as Mahmudnya?" tanya Arin saw her brother hang up the phone.
"Yes Wi, yes we have to come there," replied Dewi.
"When was the show? Tomorrow or the day after tomorrow?" ask Arin.
"Tomorrow after Rin, ah how the heck is still young already senile, hikhik.." reply Goddess.
"Yeee, not that. I was not so concerned because of Dede," said Arin berkilah.
"Who knows there you can be Rin's soul mate, hehehe.." seloroh Dewi seduces his sister.
"Ih' what the hell mbak," Arin blushed.
"It's okay Rin, you're young and Dede also needs the affection of a father even though he is connected," said Dewi began seriously.
"I'm afraid of the law of karma" Arin said.
"meaning?" ask Goddess.
"I used to waste Kosim. I was afraid if I remarried and the new husband was not like mas Kosim mbak. Mas Kosim has never happened out there. He was honest and very affectionate with me and Dede. Fear that karma fell on the new husband treated me like I treated mas Kosim first," said Arin bowed his head.* CONNECTED*