Not the Dream Palace
Chapter 8. Request Money

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Chapter 8

     Azizah gives a friendly kiss to her husband. Irwansyah always gives satisfaction and comfort in the days she lived as a wife. He always tries to give his best for her.

"Well, would you like to take a shower together or alone?" whispered Azizah with a faint smile.

"We take a bath together, so it does not take much time and brother will not be left behind to pray for congregation in the mosque," replied Irwansyah while tidying up the hair on Azizah's forehead.

"Thank you, Bang. Brother always put my happiness first," Azizah looked at Irwansyah with her sparkling eyes and said again, "when you must be tired after working late last night."

"This is my duty. The tired body will recover by resting for a while. Last night after Isya prayer, my brother went to sleep. So, the energy has recovered," replied Irwansyah.

"Abang has made me fall in love with you" said Azizah timidly.

"Abang also hopes that feeling can be immediately present in your heart as well. As you feel," said Irwansyah.

"No need to force yourself. Because love cannot be forced. It is enough that I love you with all my heart" said Azizah.

"No, I also want to give you a sincere feeling of love. Although it will not be able to be all my heart," said Irwansyah.

"Then just slow down. Until whenever I will always be loyal to Brother," concluded Azizah with a big smile.

"At dawn. We'd better take a shower now!" bring Irwansyah.

***

     Today's breakfast was made by Rela and assisted by Azizah because she had finished cleaning the house first. Meanwhile, the breakfast menu today is too many types. Kids want seafood fried rice. Mama Fatonah wants yellow rice and Auntie Rose has to have breakfast fruit salad.

     Azizah helps make chili fried tempeh and omelet to complement yellow rice. Not to forget the favorite snapper crackers of her husband and in-laws.

"Mbak Rela, would you like breakfast yellow rice or fried rice?" asked Azizah who was about to prepare the yellow rice.

"June yellow rice only. I make fried rice only for children," replied Rela who was stirring fried rice to mix everything.

"Where's breakfast for aunt?" ask Aunt Rose who suddenly came into the kitchen.

"This is Auntie's," Azizah said as she handed him a bowl of fruit salad that had been prepared by Rela, earlier.

"Honey, Oliv wants to play in the store after school. Please get her a change of clothes, yeah!" pinta Irwansyah who just came with her two children.

"Yes, Bang." Rela turned off the gas stove and took out two dishes for the fried rice.

"Irwan, aunty also wants to take a walk to the mall or where, that is. Aunty is bored if it continues at home continues," said Aunt Rose.

      They glanced at each other because no one forbade Aunt Rose to go outside. Precisely the Aunt Rose likes to sit with complex mothers while gossiping.

"Of course the aunt can go for a walk, as long as not to stay overnight. Nine o'clock in the evening should be at home" Irwansyah said.

     Aunt Rose opened her eyes. He hoped that his niece, whose age was not much different from him, understood that he needed money to go for a walk.

"But, aunt has no money. During this time the aunt was always given money by the husband. Since we mutuskan divorced, he does not give any more monthly money," said Aunt Rose with a clean face while putting on a sad face.

     Irwansyah also spent five hundred thousand dollars. He knew Aunt Rose was a very extravagant person and loved poya-foya. This also often triggers quarrels with her husband first.

'What's this? Five hundred thousand! Peel very the Irwan. Normally if the love of money would not be less than a million, ' Inner Aunt Rose grumbled.

"Irwan, isn't this wrong with this kind of money?" ask Aunt Rose while showing her the money.

     Rela, Azizah, and Mama Fatonah turned their attention to Aunt Rose. The unexpected thing was the reaction of the Ukashah.

"Oma Rose, that's a lot. Can make a snack two months," said the boy, who was given 10,000 rations a day, also for nabung and snack.

"Don't equate Oma with you dong, Ukasyah. The oma is an adult and there are many things that must be met with her needs" Aunt Rose replied.

"Do you have no money at all at the ATM?" ask Mama Fatonah.

"Exit, Brother. A lot of money has come out in the last few months" replied Aunt Rose.

"Oma Rose, don't have money?" asked Oliv while staring at the beautiful woman and the body.

"Yes, honey," replied Aunt Rose.

"Then just work! Just like Mom and Mom. So later will have money," said Oliv again.

"Yes, Oma Rose works at the bank to have a lot of money," said Ukasyah and this made Irwansyah hold her laughter. Same with Rela and Azizah.

     Getting such treatment makes Aunt Rose's heart hot. He was angry because his cousin's sister's family was so annoying.

***

     Dela went to her husband's grocery store. He brought lunch for him and his family. Before that he picked up Ukasyah from his school.

"Darling, what's cooking today?" asked Irwansyah while hugging Rela's body who was arranging food supplies on the table.

"Kale stir-fry, salted fry, fried chicken, sambal, lalapan, and crackers. Favour of Brother and children," Rela replied while opening one by one the food menu he made in his boutique kitchen.

"Take it! Brother wants to eat fried chicken with sambal," said Ukasyah happy.

"Sister, also want to eat chili," said Oliv and made the others laugh.

"Aren't you going to use fried chicken?" goda Irwansyah to her daughter.

"Yes, of course wear it, Dad. Meal time rice and sambal only," grumbled Oliv with pursed lips.

     When their family was chatting after lunch. Suddenly Aunt Rose came in tears. He complained while crying to Irwansyah.

"Tante Rose, what's wrong?" ask Rela.

***

What happened to Aunt Rose? Why is she crying and coming to Irwansyah at the store? Wait for it to go, yeah!

Waiting for the next chapter. Yuk, also read my friend's work. The story is good and exciting, you know. Kepoin.