When Two Anu Fall in Love
Turns out

Eat already, wash the dishes already. Now Anugrah just take care of his new merchandise coming. It has become commonplace to be sent home, so Anugrah does not want to replace the shipping address with his Shop address.

Every item he checks one by one, he matches his order. And after it is finished he re-cleanses it so that it is easy to bring to the Market.

It was half-eight, but her husband had not yet arrived. Finally after finishing his wares he sat on the terrace. Watching his father sweep the yard. The father who saw his daughter sitting just turned his head for a while then continued his activities again. Anugrah just smiled at his father.

"Get me a match, Nduk!" The Order of the Father on the Anugrah.

"Okay, boss!" Said Anugrah who stood up and went inside. Shortly after he got the match, he gave it to the Father who had collected dry leaves into a mountain.

"Bau, Sir. Later the laundry," said Anugrah.

"Well, than on his dirty page," said the father. He started burning the dry leaf litter.

"Yes, yes sir. Instead of dirty pages, mending stinky laundry." Anugrah.

"Of course, there's no shirt, right? Just mama's clothes, safe." Said the relaxed.

Though behind the brand there is Mamak who is racking his waist upset. Because of her husband's actions, the clothes that she just sunbaked must smell exorbitant because of the smoke from the burning garbage.

Anugrah aside he did not want if his body also stinks, because he had taken a shower and was ready to go to the Market. He approached his Mama who was putting a fierce face behind his wrinkled face.

He approached, "huh. No need to be sprained anyways just the clothes of the garden service, no clothes go ' right. There's no problem." Said the Father casually and gave a broomstick that he had just used to his wife.

Mamak breathed an upset breath while bringing in his broomstick.

Father invited Anugrah to sit on the terrace again, while waiting for her husband to come.

"Yet again, sensi feelings." Said Anugrah. He looked back timidly if there was his Mama behind.

"Yesterday, Mama's story." Said Father.

Anugrah shifted her seat, to get closer to the Father. He looked up a little so he could see the face of his old father.

"Say, in the R. T.'s gravestone on your talk, because you've been married two years but have not been gifted offspring. They're on the talk because of the descent. You're guilty, Nduk." Said Father. The father saw the face of his daughter who was smiling wryly in response to her story.

"What in the story does not know, if Mamak turned out to be inside, because Mamak helped cook there, and when they knew that Mamak was already there, they immediately remained silent. Mamak nangis Nduk night-night, very sad Mamak. I don't want Magrib in Musala." Said father again.

Anugrah remained silent, she really listened to what her Father told her. And Anugrah felt his pain, his heartache. Wh why? why is it just a matter of not having children until it hurts this much. Until this whole time, everyone was talking about it. Honestly, Anugrah did not know what to answer, finally he just kept quiet and smiled as well as remove the clear point that came out of his eyes.