LAMHA AND MR. EL
Evades

At night when Lamha, her mother and sister were having dinner together, someone knocked on her door.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

"There's a guest, son, let me open the door. You continue to eat, eat a lot. Don't forget to drink her pregnant milk." said Lamha's mother.

"Yes ma'am." replied Lamha. After that Lamha's mother rushed towards the front door and opened the door for the guests who came.

Clamps!

"Loh, you..."

"Assalamu'alaikum ma'am?" greet Mr. El while kissing the hand of his mother Lamha.

"Eh, waalaikumsalam. Why didn't you tell me you wanted to come here, El?" ask Lamha's mother who remains friendly.

"I..."

"Let's sit down first, you must be tired of traveling long distances." said Lamha's mother let Mr. El and Ron's assistant sit in the guest chair.

"Mother, make a drink for a while" said Lamha's mother.

"Don't bother mom, I..."

"It's okay, wait a minute." said Lamha's mother. After Lamha's mother went to the kitchen, Mr. El grew nervous.

"How is Ron? what if he refuses me?" asked Mr. El while rubbing his hands.

"Love is refused shaman act" ceplos Ron.

"Are you crazy, huh?!! you're telling me to use my own wife?" ask Mr. El.

"Then I have to answer what, sir? I myself have no experience about it, if about business and office work, you can ask me, but if about seducing women, you know myself until now I am still a true singles." said assistant Ron as he was.

"I don't want to know, anyway you have to think of a way or..."

"Or what?" ask Ron's assistant.

"I'm cutting your pay this month!" threaten mr. El.

Glegs!

'Damn the scales! I'm sorry why I didn't just put sleeping pills in the drink. Just trouble!' inner assistant Ron.

He opened his cell phone looking for ways to melt a woman's heart and what actions should be taken if rejected by women.

Meanwhile, Lamha, who had finished her dinner, now joined her mother to make two glasses of warm tea.

"Who's this for, ma'am? who's coming?" tanya Lamha was curious.

"This is for the guest of honor." replied Lamha's mother.

"He. your husband is Libra" said Lamha's mother who immediately made Lamha glare in disbelief.

"Do you want her here, ma'am?" lamha asked with a panicked face.

"Mother also does not know son, so try to meet him" said Lamha's mother.

"Lamha does not want to ma'am, just say Lamha is asleep" said Lamha who went straight into her room. Somehow he felt unprepared to meet with Mr. El again. In the depths of his heart, he missed the man. But the pain that was too great that Mr. El incised in his heart, made Lamha feel unwilling to look at the man's face again. Lamha's mother could only take a deep breath seeing Lamha enter her room and lock the door. He cannot force because everything takes time and it is not that easy to forgive.

After the warm tea made so, Lamha's mother immediately brought the drink in the guest room and served it in front of Mr. El and Ron's assistant. Then sit in the guest chair.

"Just go ma'am, I'm here to see Lamha" said Mr. El without making small talk.

"Sorry son El, Lamha is asleep. He was tired from selling all day. At three o'clock he will have to wake up again to make a cake, after dawn he began to travel around the village selling his homemade pastries. So I couldn't bear to wake her up" said Lamha's mother.

Deg

Mr. El squeezed both hands, when he heard his mother-in-law's telling how Lamha struggled to find money. He only remembered when a waiter handed over some jewelry and a wad of money that had been put in Lamha's suitcase. Lamha completely rejected it and had to slam bones to meet the needs of his life. Mr. El immediately felt crowded and felt very guilty for accusing and saying Lamha who only wanted the money.

"Can I go to his room?" ask Mr. El.

"Sorry son El, Lamha if the door sleeps like to be locked from the inside" said Lamha's mother.

"Then can I stay here?" ask Mr. El.

"May, but in this house there are only two rooms, one is used Lamha, one is used by her mother and her sister Novi Lamha. If you want there is amben, but only dialasi mat, there is no mattress. Show Lamha's mother a wooden bed without a mattress near the window. This place is usually used to relax during the day.

"Oh, it's okay ma'am." replied Mr. El quickly.

"Then what about his friend?" ask Lamha's mother.

"He sleeps on the floor. The mat is still there, isn't it, ma'am?" ask Mr. El who does not care about Ron who is now glaring sharply.

"Still, there's still" replied Lamha's mother.

"But here are a lot of mosquitoes, and I only have mosquito repellent to burn, will El sleep here?" her mother Lamha.

"Oh, no problem ma'am. Just a mosquito can't make me sick" said Mr. El.

"Oh yes, then. Have you guys eaten yet?" ask Lamha's mother.

"Not yet ma'am" said Ron's assistant who now felt the rumbling.

"Oh, yeah let's have dinner first. Coincidentally we just finished dinner, but there are still some side dishes. Yes, just a simple side dish, son of El." said Lamha's mother.

"Come ma'am, I'm already very hungry, even if only with salt I still want to ma'am because Mr. El does not let me rest for a moment, he can't wait to get to this village soon." shoot assistant Ron.

'Damn you Ron! fuckin' shit!' slander El in heart.

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