Asti Girl Carrying the Curse
Chapters 194. Lady Andara KW
Atiek's mother was still silent on her stool. His son Nurwati returned to the pavilion with some personal items he bought in the front mini market.
While her husband, still chatting with the fathers, who are neighbors in front of Asti's house. The man knew, his wife was a little bit more, if he said this area was called remote or inland Though in the west end of this village has stood mid-level housing, owned by the company 'Abadi Murti,' which is now represented by Mr. Leon in his management.
Earlier this morning, Mas Qosim was invited by Leon to review the housing project. He was taken to the project site in Asti's Inova, driven by Damar. Because he and Pak Cakra had to meet a client in Madiun city, by road trip. While in the office there is only one administrative employee who is picket and one OB who cleans the office room.
Asti postponed its intention to see the sales of mothers who opened stalls in front of the mini market. After getting a report from Bu Jum, if there is a family Mbak Nur also present and is in the field area on the rukonya there. Lazy, if Asti has to go back to face the mother, who looks unpretentious. But it turns out his mouth if he speaks directly as good as his own udel. His words were more spicy than someone had to bite the red cayenne pepper which is often called the devil cayenne pepper.
The mother who was determined to force to follow Mas Qosim went to Asti's house, with her family. It feels like he is a great guest with their arrival in the Asti room and ask to be served well! Actually, if Mbak Nur wants to apologize, or the mother is not much snout! Asti will gladly accept their arrival. But the style of the mother who belittled her and her misplaced advice, made her antipathy towards Bu Atiek, her husband and daughter.
" Mrs Andara is looking for information about Ms Asti from Pak RT and our other neighbors, Ma'am?" Report Ma'am Ning.
" Mrs Andara, Rafi Ahmad's wife?" asti asked confused again.
Ma'am Ning laughed amusedly... Yesterday night he stole the words of Mother Ani about the ledge that was pinned to the family of his guest as the family of Sultan Andara! They stay at the place of Bu Ani which is quite decent, still less accepting. Even though the price is very cheap. Though it used to be occupied by Mr. Leon and his two assistants only, they never complained much.
" Atiek's mother, right, Mrs Andara Kawe, Ma'am! " Obserf Ning.
" He's actually a rich man! Her husband was a former official in the city. Well...maybe the syndrome of his official mother that he used to bear, is still not lost... He wants to be respected and respected by everyone. So his mouth is brought and ketus, if he thinks we do not submit and do not obey with him, " said Asti joking.
" Happy, yeah. Maam? He wants to be appreciated and respected by others. But the mother herself likes to demean and belittle people. There are not people who respect the same and disdain the same him. But people are lazy to respond. Perhaps out of annoyance, anger and hurt in the way he behaves...." Said Mbak Ning fast
" Surely, gossip from Ani's mother again, huh?"
" Yes, Ma'am ! Before we finished our wares and went home! Bu Ani said, he was dizzy to sleep and rest at home. Because the guest is if nagging three times a day, like taking medicine!'
They finally laughed. Before leaving, Leon warned Asti not to receive guests from the Nurwati family! Akbar was more interested in the puzzle toys his father bought when they stopped by the mall at that time.
" Dimas, have you been back, Miss Jum?"
" It seems, not yet Ma'am! Where did he go, Ma'am?"
" Around a new project with Damar, maybe! Sister Ning is done cooking?"
" Done, Ma'am!"
" Yes, it's been ! Eat first ! Let Akbar in my room with Qani...Please close the front door, Sister Ning!"
The princess brought Akbar down from the second floor. Qani was carried by Bu Jum and taken to the main room for a nap. Akbar is also now very obedient to Asti. Since her mother was always with her at home.
Ms. Ning, Ms. Jum and Putri were soon having lunch... Ma'am Asti was entrusted to buy somay made by Bu Ani on Bu Jum. After finding out, Mbak Nur's family mingled with the people there and sat around long enough on a wooden bench owned by Joko's tent stall.
Anyway Asti is lazy to deal with them again! Why serve them like a great guest just for visiting his home. While his only daughter, did not feel guilty about hitting people in public places. Like the mother does not teach manners and apologize for making mistakes to others! Let them find accommodation in this remote area! After all, he did not invite them to come to this house.
Long - long Asti fell asleep too, after the completion of the dhuhur prayer. Understandably all day he takes care of Akbar and Qani... The children had demanded to be taken out of the house when Akbar heard it was Sunday or holiday. But Leon and Joko have their own activities and activities this Sunday. Even the car carried by Dua D, aka Damar and Dimas has not returned home.
" Come, Mom. The streets, the holidays! The other word they don't work! Even the same father Om Caka left!"
" Yes, I have! Akbar boobok day first! Later when we wake up we go to Mbah No's house. Wanna?"
" Want? look at that many cows, Mom!"
" Yes, here's Mom...Let Akbar sleep well!"
Day laborers, who work on the development project, get a salary every two weeks. After a half-day work day on the second Saturday, they are allowed Sunday off. On Monday, they will return to work.
For day laborers whose village is very far from the project site they are forced to stay in bedeng while taking a break to enjoy their day off. They generally come from very far away areas. Another case, the workers who are front neighbors or other villages, they can relax with family during the holidays. Or they can take their children by the road or buy school supplies.
Leon gave word he'd be home a little night. He gives Asti permission to Lek No's house with the children. Dimas and Damar had returned home this afternoon, they were even fun hanging out in a tent stall with Joko's men in preparation to open a stall. Bu Jum was included, because he had to take care of Qani.
Behind the fence across from Asti's house, seen Atiek's mother who had been monitoring from the terrace pavilion since noon. He peeked when he saw Asti who was about to travel...
His eyes widened in disbelief, when he saw that the woman he thought the village could even drive her own car. A maroon-red Inova made last year. Alias new car!
Asti accidentally opened the window beside him, as he was texting Mas Yanto, who was closing the front garage door.
" Beware, Asti!"
" Yes, Mas. Titip house, yes!
Asti closed half the window, before he started the engine. Before long the maroon-red car moved smoothly leaving the front yard of the magnificent house.
" What's wrong, Mom?" nur Tegur.
He was somewhat suspicious as his mother from earlier back and forth, from the room back to the pavilion terrace. Earlier, his father and Mas Qosim had to go to find a Padang restaurant, with his car towards the gas station. There are several restaurants, one of which is a restaurant that serves cuisine from the West Sumatra area.
Atiek's mother asked to buy dinner from the restaurant. Because the middle-aged woman did not want to touch the lunch her husband bought from the Mbah Peyek rice stall selling across the street, in front of Asti shop.
Though the price of a pack of rice with fried chicken, vegetables and sambal was not up to ten thousand rupiah. But the woman was no longer appetizing to see the look of the stall cuisine. According to him, such cooking was like being given to beggars only.
Bu Atiek was wide-eyed to see the appearance of the rice was already a bit yellowish because it had been too long inside the magic com. The fried chicken is hard and the vegetables consist of various vegetables picked in the backyard garden. Then all cooked and made into one with the name oseng - oseng.
The woman patted her chest in shock at her son's reprimand. " You Nurwati ! Make me surprised, just ... Mom's like she's dreaming, huh? Seeing Asti who was the village was able to drive his own car..."
" Yes, can't you, Mom ? He has a lot of cars. Must have learned to drive!"
" O mother's mother? Who wants to go everywhere asking for a driver! While the official car had to be returned to the office when you retired five years ago! Lazy car learning with old sedan belongs to Mr ..Break down often! Nice new car and nice, ma'am!"
" Yes, already...We'll just wait for tomorrow ... May Nak Qosim succeed with his cooperation! You can get married with a fancy reception in a nice building. You can also ask for a new car dowry!"
" We'll just go home, Mom! It's not good here... So lonely! " Nurwati complained at length.
The mother just looked at her son with a look of dislike. "You don't want to wait for Nak Qosim to fight for your future?"
" If Mas Qosim is less successful in this cooperation. How, Mom?"
" Yes, already... Just cancel your wedding plans!"
" Can't do that, dong. Ma!"
" Yes, how else! You're Mom's youngest child... Your wedding party must also be more festive and more luxurious compared to your two brothers, Madam Tantri and Mbak Karina! Your father used to hold a position in the office... So anything is easy... Now, I wish Nak Qosim to be a successful and prosperous businessman!"
Nurwati Fatimah, must swallow! It just feels more bitter. Moreover, the villagers here had heard little that he had anything to do with Almira... His best friend's case turned out to be a very viral one, in this region. Although it has been more than six months. Still one or two residents still clearly remember the video, because it was so excited about the event. Though these are villagers whose lives are ordinary - ordinary in their daily lives.
What about Almira's ex-family husband who lives a decent and honorable life in the city of Yogyakarta? Of course the viral video of Almira was like smelly dirt thrown into their faces and their extended family. They were so angry and so disappointed!