MARANTI (FOOD OF THE DEAD)
CHAPTER 20: BOUTIQUE
Mas Diki seemed to doubt something.
"Why, Mas? Didn't you like Sister Srintil?" manya curious.
"Not like it, brother. But I was hesitant to hire that woman" he replied.
"Why, anyway, Mas? Sister Srintil was very diligent, helping Mother Ning everyday from the first day until now," my protest.
"Yes, anyway, Dik. But, that is not what makes me doubt," replied Mas Diki.
"Keep what, Mas, who makes Mas Diki can be this hesitant? It is not usual for Mas Diki to refuse my choice," replied Mas Diki.
"Look, Dik. In this area of our home, are there no mothers who need a job? Sister Srintil's house is far away if measured from here?" mas Diki Protest.
"Nothing, Mom. Neighbors here all have their own activities. Once someone wants to, they cannot be with their husband. I've been looking for mothers who want to help, but no one can. That's why I do it all myself, my. Well, when I met Sister Srintil, I wanted to help her, Mas. Why is the house far from here?" my protest.
"Well, if the house is far from here. How did he get here? Want to go from there? Long time on dong road later?" mas Diki Protest.
"Hm ... What if Sister Srintil all live here, Mas?" lightly reply.
"What, Sister? Nope-no! Later, we will not be as free as we are now because there is someone else in our house. Not to mention later it could be that we will be the material slander of the neighbors?" mas Diki Protest.
"Hm ... Sister Srintil does not have to live in this house, Mas. She can stay with Siti at Yu Darmi's house. So, it's not quiet there anymore. How, Mas?" my reply.
"No, Sister. Mas still uncomfortable if there are other people who are sliwer in our homes," protested Mas Diki.
"Try Mas Diki thought.bak Srintil will work from eight to afternoon. Where are the clocks like that? Outside the house, right? Well, Mas Diki does not need to be uncomfortable with the existence of Sister Srintil. Not when Mas Diki left, Sister Srintol had not come and when Mas Diki returned home, Sister Srintil had already returned home. Plis, dong, Mas. Perminin, huh? It's nice if there's Sister Srintil at home. I have friends at home. Then I am also a bit untired to serve consumers," I replied.
"Mas remains uncomfortable, Dik," replied Mas Diki weakly.
"The love of Sister Srintil must support her child while her husband is no longer reliable" I replied.
"So, what about Mas Joyo, if Sister Srintil and her son live here? What if they get divorced? Are we not guilty of his sins?" answer Mas Diki weakly.
"Mas ... Tau no, last night after Mas Joyo participated in a tahlilan event at the home of Ms. Ning, Mas Joyo was not to the house of Sister Srintil, she immediately went home to her new wife. He came to the event last night just because it was not good with Mas Vishnu who he already knew well. Meanwhile, Sister Srintil was dumped by Mas Joyo and not considered again. Would Mas Diki have the heart to let Mbak Srintil like that without being given a living born in the mind?" my protest.
Mas Diki sighed and looked into my eyes deeply.
"Mas, if I don't do boutique chairs, I will have plenty of time to take care of Mas Diki and Nur and the possibility that we can have more children will be bigger, right?" I said while leaning on Mas Diki's shoulder.
Mas Diki looked at me with sayu. For a few seconds we stared at each other. I saw the lips of Mas Diki who was originally pouting turned into a smile as a sign that my husband could accept my proposal.
"How beautiful are you, brother?" praise husband.
"Thank you, Mom, for her permission" I said, hugging my husband tightly.
We would have almost been lost in intimacy had we not heard the bathroom door opened by Nur as a sign that our only son had finished his bath.
"Bring first, Mas. After that salat and dinner," I said while taking off Mas Diki's tight embrace.
"Here, hunt there shower. There's Nur tuh!" my answer.
Mas Diki also left me in the living room by giving his special affectionate greetings that I always miss.
A minute after Mas Diki left for a bath, suddenly I got WA from Mbak Ning.
"Sir, this afternoon I can't help in the kitchen. I have resigned with Sister Srintil and Bu Dibyo for kitchen affairs," read a message from Mbak Ning.
"Well, why, Mommy?" my reply.
"Anu, Brother. Suddenly bad stomach, brother. Like nausea but not vomiting" replied Sister Ning.
"Well, maybe catch a cold, Mommy? Last time I checked my jacket, didn't I?" my reply.
"Come, Sister. Could be. I wear a jacket though," replied Sister Ning.
"Yes already. Just rest, Ma'am. Do not forget to apply oil on the back and stomach. If necessary, then ask for a crack to Mas Vishnu," I reply.
"Yes, Brother. Nih, Sister Srintil is ready to want to ngerokin I said he finished the event," replied Mbak Ning.
"Well, it's fitting then. Oh, yes, say hello to Sister Srintil. Later the seven-day event Bude Yati, if he wants, will come with me to work at the boutique, Ma'am," I reply.
"Oh yeah? Must want the guy, brother. He is still working to support his son. But, he doesn't have a vehicle, Dik, to get there. How's it?" reply Mbak Ning.
"Well, if Sister Srintil wants to. He could stay at my husband's cousin's house, Ma'am. There was a friend in that house. His house is close to mine. Later work and home can join my husband's employees who are home with Sister Srintil. If not, later can walk or I anterin," I reply.
"Well, Sister Srintil must be happy to hear this" replied Ms. Ning.
"Alhamdulillah, if my offer can help solve his problem, Ms. Ning," I replied.
"Yes, Brother. I am also happy that Dik Sinta wants to help Sister Srintil," replied Ms. Ning.
"Yes already. Madam Ning just rest now. May Madam Ning recover from her illness soon," I replied.
"Amaiiain ... Thank you very much, Sister, for your help and prayers," replied Ms. Ning.
"Don't say that, Ma'am. We are brothers, we should have helped each other" I replied.
"Assynolt,"
"Moskirish,"
Azan Magrib also reverberated right as Mas diki came out of the bathroom. Thankfully, Mas Diki is currently cured of his old disease, which is out of the bathroom only wrapped in a towel.
SERIATE
Slow but sure, yes, brother.