
Everyone there feels weird about the biodata that Riza shares in the family chat grub.
"Mita is still alone? How could he confess to Mina his son?"
Riza puts out a shoulder, just like the others.Riza does not know if Mita already has children.
"But, if you think.Kak Mita never mentioned once that Mina her child.She only introduced that the toddler was named Mina.Coba Mamah remembered again" Turn Inggi who spoke.
His hands support his face, they discuss like a detective who is studying a complicated case.
Fandi who knew the truth was silent, just shook his head and walked away from there.
"Father is not interested, just look for who Mita.Papah is up to Hafi alone!"
Inggi's eyes turned on his sister Riza.
"Sister!"
"hemm" Riza just cleared her throat.
"Sister, sister Hafi, there are already girls.Where are you?"
Hearing that Riza rolled her eyes puffed.Inggi's question could also be a trap.
"Buruan kak, look for a girlfriend to be rich brother Hafi.If you are married, papah and mamah will definitely allow me too"
His age is enough to marry actually.Women today the age of England have been married.But not with Inggi, he obedient to Mamah and her Papah, moreover his two brothers are very affectionate, and keep.
As the only female Brahmin descendants, guarding Inggi is the first thing.Although they are equipped with qualified martial arts, women must still be guarded.
"Think dizzy women Nggi! Brother still has you, our duty is to look after you."
"That's why!" Ara answered lightly.
Inggi who heard Riza's sentence, slumped in her brother's arms.Pretend spoiled.
"Ahh uchh my sister is very kind"
"Aww, sick dodol!!"
Riza pinned Inggi's head because the girl bit her arm.
Ara and Oma Maria just smiled and shook their heads.
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Mita's speech turned out to be just a mere remark, it turns out that the girl walked through a narrow alley with a lot of people.
The bus stop that he stopped by, and asked to be dropped there is indeed true.Just not far from there there is a hallway and a small road that penetrates a fairly crowded countryside.
Many times Mita nodded her head to greet the crowd sitting.In addition to the bag she was carrying containing Mina's equipment, tucked a crackle bag in her fingers.
There will be many small children and young villagers who usually disturb him.As usual, We will try to master ourselves by thrusting something in the hand.
Sure enough, it was not the ordinary gazes they saw, but the other gazes.
A bunch of small children have passed Mita, after this on a small bridge must be a lot of young men playing guitar there.
Mita's eyes had seen it from a distance until not so long ago she began to approach.
"Girl, where?"
"They're hanging out with us yuk!"
"Here join dong!"
"Only alone?"
"What's his name?"
Mita just smiles at her hearing and thrusts the bag of crackles that she held.
"Nih bang for a rame-rame snack.Excuse me? ... Mina used to be the same brother!"
Mita also held Mina's hand that waved, the toddler also smiled.
"Thank You Neng!"
"Yes Bang"
Mita passed from there, exhaling with relief.For her not to be afraid with a cynical look, or a joke and them.Se age they do like it so.They think Mita is still the twenty son of Han,the one in the speech blushed shyly.
The nature and mindset of people can be changed if we are good.
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Mita opened the door and entered, not seen the figure of Mother Dalilah.Mita opened the curtains of the mother's room, then to the kitchen, and the toilet.
She put Mina on the mattress floor and looked for a cell phone, to contact Mom.
Calls are made.There is no answer.
Mita is still trying to contact Mom, her steps pacing in front of the room.So she heard someone open the door.Mita immediately stepped there.
"Lady..." His mother also looked.
"You're home, son?"
"Where's mom from?" Not her answer she instead asked back.Mother, smile.
"Mother from the front stall there.So buy some rubbing medicine and some snacks".
"Gosh, why didn't Mom tell Mita I could buy her Mom"
Mita leads her Mother and sits in front of the television with Mina.Di rubbed the toddler's head by Mother Dalilah.
"Mother also knows you gave something to the young man there.Don't like that, son, they'll get used to it!"
"Let it go, it's okay Mom.From them bothering me.Better I lose a little of my pocket money"
Mother Dalilah exhales violently.True indeed, women must always be disturbed if walking alone.
Mita since adolescence is very independent, does not depend on her brother and father.Solve problems on their own and never complain about anything.
Opening Mina's bag of supplies, her eyes narrowed to find a toy still wrapped and neatly sealed.
"Mita, did you give Mina a toy? It's been a lot at home, why did you buy it again?"
Mita who was taking water in the kitchen immediately approached her mother and saw the object.
A music box, there is still a price tag.Mita does not immediately open it but rather look and play around the cardboard.A hundred sixty-two thousand.
The price tag is listed there, with the exact same store name as the crackle bag that Hafi gave.
This must be him buying it and putting it in Mina's bag.
"Mita, replied Mother.Why are you confused?"
"Ohh this is Mom, it just so happens that my friend is working at a toy store.The price got a discount, just keep it calm Mom.I certainly did not squander money just for Mina's toys"
Dalilah's mother smiled hearing her "Oh thank God it is"
Mita went back to the kitchen, got some more drinking water.
Mom's hand reached into Mina's bag again.
"It's also your Mita!!"
Uhukk... Mita who was drinking choked when the mother's voice sounded back.The steps approached the mother again.
His eyes were round looking at a thin rectangular object, with a chip on its side.
Mita grabbed things.
Holy jeez!!
Shocked by the Name that is behind the card, wrote Hafidan Brahmana.
What exactly was the Young Master's goal, how was something like this in Mina's bag?What does she want?
"Yes Ma'am, this is mine" forced Mita to admit, because she did not want to be at length Mother's question.
"To my mother's knowledge, you don't have that.When do you?"
"Oh, this is special for shopping ma'am" Mita's voice stammered.
"Other times carefully put her down son!"
Mita nodded, entered the room to look for a business card that Hafi had given.Every time she often met the two of her had never sent each other a message or phone.
Yesterday he felt there was nothing important to ask, but this time he would contact Hafi because of an ATM card and a music box he bought for Mina.
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to be continue