Young Handsome Substitute Master's Wife

Young Handsome Substitute Master's Wife
Chapter 77


Today Dinda intends to contact Nurmi, and tell her that Al's birthday will be held in a month, so they have to prepare to come here.


''Assalam mualaukum, Numi.''


''Salam kak waalaikum, tumben once in the morning nelfon. What's up, brother.?''


''Which mother is ?''


''There is Nie, brother, again ready to go to the field.''


''Ohh.., brother wants to talk to you for a moment.''


''Yes, brother, stay back.''


''Assalammualaikum Nak'' said Mr. Asep when Nurmi had given up his cell phone.


''Greetings waalaikum, sir. You are healthy, right.?''


''Healthy son, you alone.''


''It's healthy too sir. Sir, another month is Al.''s birthday.''


''One month morning ? Doesn't feel like a kid if Al is big now.'' Said Mr. Asep tearfully longing for his favorite grandson.


''Yes sir, sir from now on do not plant new vegetables first...''


''Well, what is it ?''


''Yes sir, later a week before his birthday event Al, the same father will all be picked up by papa Mario's men to come here.''


''Oh, we're going to the city, we're disinclined son, there all rich people, we're. Nak Dinda will know the circumstances of us who are the villagers.''


''Father don't go that way, all of you are Dinda's family sir.''


The atmosphere was silent for a moment, Mr. Asep fondled what Dinda said, one heart Mr. Asep was reluctant to go to the city, and on the other hand Mr. Asep misses his children and grandchildren there.


''Dad asked saba ibuk first yes son, later I will tell you again how his decision.''


''Well sir, hopefully I'm the same father would like to go to his birthday event Al''


Dinda ended her phone call, and was anxious whether Mr. Asep wanted a camera or not.


After his conversation with Asep was over, Dinda came out of the room, heading to the mother's room.


Tock.... Geck... Geck... ''Ma ''Ma.... Dinda's in...''


Not waiting for an answer from the mother, Dinda immediately pushed the door of the room and went in there.


''Din....''


''What else does .?''


''Mama again finish the clothes that are not fit in wearing lgi.''


''Ohh, would you like to at least ma. ?''


''That's what my mom is confused about, we want anything yes, we love the waiter, they want to not yes.'' Confused Mama Rose


''We try to ask the same bik Asih aja ma, who knows they want and wear it, jafi is not bored, anyways dear also the clothes are still good gini.''


''Mama will try to ask.''


Dinda smiled and sat on the bedside.


''So what do you want here Rin ?'' Mama Rose continued to sort through her clothes without looking at the daughter-in-law.


''Dinda want to tell mama, Dinda invited the family of Mr. Asep at his birthday Al, may ma.''


Mama Rose stopped her hand that kept sorting the clothes, and turned her head towards her Dinda. Dinda already felt bad because of the gaze of the mother, whether her mother-in-law did not agree with her request.


''Maa...'' Call Dinda.


''Mama kok new thought, these clothes we give to Bu Tuti only.'' Reply to the Mama Shining.


Only then did Dinda breathe a sigh of relief, it turns out that the mother did not forbid the family of Mr. Asep to be invited.


''Dinda can ngundang pak Asep kan ma.'' Ask Dinda again.


Dinda smiled with relief, the worries that had struck finally disappeared.


''Still ma.'' Dinda hugged the in-laws.


''Same-same sayng, oh yes later to pick them up let mama ask to be picked up the same helicopter papa aja let's hurry.''


''Can you please ma ?''


''Why not ? when will they come.?''


''Plan Dinda anyway three days before her event ma.''


''No no no, it's too mepet, two weeks away, yes two weeks away the pilot papa will come to pick up, tell them two weeks lag.''


''But Ma, is it not too bad.?''


''Baby, we've started to make preparations for everything and they should be here already, so Nurmi can take a walk too before the event later.''


''But, if they can't leave his house for too long, how about ?''


Mama Rose thought for a moment.


''If so, let me talk to them, try the phone.''


Dibda rounded his eyes when the in-laws told him to call again, only half an hour ago Dinda same phone sir Asep, cook now already phone again, just half an hour ago, while Mr. Asep said that he wanted to compromise first with his mother Nurmi to agree to come to the city or not.


''Later that night ma, Biar Dinda who gelfon, if this hour usual sir Asep same bu Tuti again in the field.''kilah Dinda.


''Ohh yes already, but later make sure they come two weeks before the event huh.''


''Ready ma.'' Dinda made a salute.


''Yes, Dinda wants to nengokin Al first yes ma.''


''Yes dear, Al in his room mbak Nunun earlier.''


Dinda immediately came out of the in-laws' room and walked to the babysitter's room to see her son.


***


Mr. Asep is currently riding his motorcycle to his vegetable field, Mr. Asep today to the field a little afternoon, a little, because he just came home from the city to buy new vegetable seeds, because soon the vegetables that are being planted will soon harvest.


Throughout the trip, Mr. Asep thought of an invitation from Dinda, Mr. Asep wanted to come to the city, but the cost of the trip was certainly not small, not a little, mr. Asep does not want to take money from the atm given by Irfan for his family,


Arriving at his garden, Mr. Asep immediately sat on top of the hut in his garden.


''Father has come'' Tanya bu Tuti


''Yes Buk.''


''Where are the seeds sir.?''


''There is a buk, only the father is now confused, whether the seeds we plant again or not.''


''Kok that.?'' Buk Tuti is confused, kom suddenly hesitates to plant vegetables, unlike his usual.


''So Dinda telfon, said our family invited to come to his birthday event Al.''


''When is sir.'' Buk Tuti is enthusiastic, because he misses Dinda and his favorite grandson.


''One more month buk.'' Answer Mr. Asep again with his lethargic face.


Tbc.


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