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Oma Asih teaches Vanessa how to cook. This time Oma did it slowly so Vanessa could understand.
"UNDERstand right?"
Vanessa nodded.
"This what?" Ask Oma Asih.
"Smooch."
"This?"
"Jahe."
"This?"
"Snake."
"If this?"
Vanessa shut up for a second. "That's ginger, right?"
"true."
Oma Asih applauded, making Vanessa clap like a child.
"Now, cook the sauce as Oma taught you."
"Okay, Oma."
While waiting for Vanessa to cook, Oma Asih sat in the family room. Silent silence Oma Asih look at the online shop and choose a few veils to give to Vanessa.
But when going to check out, Oma Asih was silent for a while. He can't force people to be what he wants them to be. He was simply pointing in the right direction. "If he asks, I'll give him."
Oma now switches to looking at the calendar and seeing if one month her grandson has a birthday.
"Oil?"
"Yes, Oma?"
"Have you?"
"Not yet, any minute."
Oma Asih clucked. "Come here for a second!"
"Later charred!"
"Death!"
Vanessa finally complied, she came to Oma Asih in annoyance. "Oma this is how it is, just tell me to take a real one."
"Here you go, Ijah."
Vanessa sits next to Oma Asih. "Why?"
"Judi another month last year."
"What to, Oma?" Vanessa asks enthusiastically. He hopes his age and gambling are not too far away.
"New 24, right? Forgot, Oma. But still young."
Vanessa gulped her saliva rough, of course the difference and gambling was very far away.
"You've got to give a nice surprise to the Judi."
"What surprise, Oma?"
Oma smiled meaningfully. "Pregnate it."
Vanessa's face was grim. How can he have a child if the Judi is reluctant to touch him. Vanessa herself wants to have a family, she wants to get pregnant and give birth to a child. She wants to be a mother. But it felt impossible considering her husband married her because of another woman.
However, in her innermost heart Vanessa always asked her creator to open the door of her husband's heart and accept it.
"Why sad, Jah?"
"Eum.. No more menstruation, Oma."
"There's still a month. From tomorrow come with Oma, promil to the hospital."
"Halaaah, don't be ashamed. Just me."
"Huh? What's what?" Vanessa asks in surprise if Oma knows the truth.
"My girl if you don't speak English even though your face is bule. Don't be ashamed, Oma will say."
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Judi took out all the photos of Inanti that she had stored in her purse then burned them in the trash can. Not without reason, he knew he had to remove Inanti's shadow and start something new with his wife.
And while it was burning, Judi got a call.
"Hallo's? Assalamualaikum?"
"Mass?"
"Jawab greetings first, Jah."
"Oh yes, hail waalaikum."
"Why?" The gambler sits in his proud seat. "You what?"
"Buy the pads."
"Huh? What's?"
"Slayers, I didn't come out. I was the same Oma all day. Buyin yes, same pudding if there is. Bye."
"Greetings dong cake."
"Oh yes, greetings of love."
"Oh Allah" said Judi in disbelief. "Assalamualaikum, that's it."
"Waalaikum salam. I want to dance first let you add persimmon. Bhaaaaayyy," said Vanessa hanging up.
Makes the gambler shudder in disbelief. "Slayers?"
The player has no ex-girlfriend. Her first love is Inanti, dear she is late to find the figure of the woman. If only he had been a little quick, that sholehah woman could have been his.
The gambling is out.
"Mile, you drive."
"Good, Sir."
"And stop first at the supermarket. In the mini market."
At first Judi intended to have Mile buy a sanitary pad for him. But this is a sensitive thing, and in the end the gambler will do it himself.
"It's here, sir," said Mile, who had been in the car for six minutes. "Do you need to buy something? Can I buy it for you?"
"No need," said Judi out.
He stepped into the quiet mini market. Fortunately there were not many visitors. The gambler cleared his throat, "Why should be ashamed? This is for my wife" he murmured.
By carrying a basket, Judi confidently headed for the sanitary napkin.
Incidentally there are two women who are choosing to choose a sanitary pad.
Seeing the man in the suit, the woman frowned.
And Judi was just plain, he even said, "Sorry, ik wil het vragen. Welke pads zijn goed? {Sorry, I want to ask. Which bandage is good?}"
"Sorry? {Sorry?}" Ask one of them.
"Mijn vrouw menstrueert, ze heeft maandverband nodig. Welke is goed? {My wife is menstruating, she needs a sanitary pad. Which one is good?}"
"Deze {This one}"
Gambling accepted. She smiled sweetly. "dank u {Thank you}."
The two women stared at Judi's departure with their mouths open from stunned. "Goh, ze is getrouwd. Hij is een man. {Gosh, he's married. He's a dream man.}"
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