
Bulek Ratih accompanied Asti and her children who returned home, in the village of Sidodadi. After they stopped and played for a long time at the Joglo house in Sendang Mulyo village.
The woman reasoned that she was still confused with Qani, who she thought was even more adorable. The baby girl is increasingly agile to crawl and enter under the table, chair or even into the wardrobe, if the door is not tightly closed.
" Mbah Ratih coming home to Akbar?" tanya Akbar enthusiastically.
" Can't you?" bulek Ratih asked teasing the boy.
" May be..." The boy hugged the grandmother tightly.
That conversation alone had already made the three adult women who heard him laugh amusedly. There are Mbak Asni, Mbak Mar and Bu Jum who often tease Akbar because he speaks very clearly and is in the style of an adult. Qani who was sitting on his mother's lap also laughed.
The journey home which only takes less than 20 minutes, Asti was completed safely and safely. Until their car had entered the front door of the garage of the house opened by the husband, Mas Leon.
Qani seemed to want to jump from his carrier Bu Jum when he saw the figure of his father. The baby girl missed him a lot too. Not to be called a loving father. Leon provides his back to ride Akbar. Be the two children shouting happily, because simultaneously carried the father while being brought into the house.
" I'm sorry, Mrs Ratih...!" Said Leon. After carefully placing the two on the floor. Akbar immediately entered in the arms of Bulek Ratih.
" You guys all right, anyway?" the woman asked, after being greeted by Leon with his reverence. She felt something different when Asti entered her house this afternoon.
" Slightly no good, Mrs Train!" Leon answered frankly. " There was a friend of Almira who had run over Asti, when we ate at a restaurant in Solo.It turns out he was the one who had been holding Almira in a boarding house after leaving his house in the village...."
Asti just kept quiet. The children had taken an afternoon bath and were now being fed by each of their nannies in the side yard.
" Ridiculously, Mrs Ratih, an associate of entrepreneurs who will be working together on the next house building project, is the fiancee who hit that Asti!"
" Are you okay, Asti?"
" It's okay, anyway. Buleks... But the woman's family came yesterday with her parents to this house. It was not that the young woman apologized, for what she did. Even his parents pressured me to help Mas Qosim so that his cooperation with Mas Leon went smoothly. Weird, right?" Asti's words sounded not too sure.
" What about your judgment, Leon boy?"
" Let's see later, count Mas Qosim tomorrow morning! When we had a meeting at the office! If he was honest, the cooperation continued! If the data and its capabilities are heavily engineered, cooperation is void !"
" It's up to you. All the decisions are in your hands, son Leon. Bulek just ask, please take care and protect Asti and the children... We don't know how others bring down and destroy the happiness of your home! The matter of Almira can still be a valuable lesson for the continuation of your marriage!"
Bulek Ratih supervises the existence of Joko's tent stall. The son was bringing his father sowan to his brother who had just returned from wandering from Bali. Their family lived in a village in Wonogiri area.
" You know about Almira's friend, Jum ?"
" Know, really. Yus! His face was Madam Asti at that time until it was red. We also do not expect, if at the restaurant where Mr. Leon's business meeting was Almira with his friends... Tuh, Mama's mother Nur! From yesterday it was a storm just with the lodging provided in the pavilion where Bu Ani.."
" That is to say, the woman's family came here?"
The words of Bu Jum make Bulek Ratih's heart hot. .. Surely the mother's talk made Asti very offended! Where ever Asti does not glorify the guests who come to this house!
" What did the mother say, Jum ?"
" Many, Yu... One of them, he thinks this house and shop all belong to Mr. Leon! Even Madam Asti was sworn to a hard life because she did not want to help her prospective daughter-in-law who she said was an orphan!"
" Waduh! That's you've never been watered with used laundry water mopping a bucket floor, huh!" Bulek Ratih said withstanding emotions.
" Yes, that's how it is... Until Leon explains everything. The mother still could not believe it! This morning the mother was still looking for more information about Madam Asti through the neighbors who opened the sales stall in front of the mini market!"
" Thank you, Ning! Always protect and protect Asti... Asti that if it has been insulted and hurt the person just silence, "said Bulek Ratih softly.
" Yes, Yu! We have to fight the bad guys against us. Let's kapok!" Ms. Ning said.
Bu Jum laughed amusedly. " I've also heard of the time Yu Ratih hit Bu Dian! Now if you meet Madam Asti her mouth Bu Dian it can only be said just don't dare to say much more!".
" Who is not emotional? He accused Asti of being involved in breaking into stores in the market. Though Mr. Hermawan waiting for Asti to be questioned only! Because Asti's shop isn't it's a little afternoon... They, those policemen are waiting in front of his shop!'
" Well, if not hit so, surely the story of Bu Dian can be long, kayaking from Aceh to Merauke ! It's not clear from the end to the base!"
" That's what I don't like when mothers like to gather and make gossip ! Making sins by talking to others... Though they have also participated in the Taklim Assembly group, attended a study event to several villages, diligently yasinan in the mosque, helped donate orphans ... Baby right? Our reward and charity are lost for passing on misleading information!"
" Aren't Ms Dian still studying at the musholla in front of your house, Yu?" ask Ms. Ning.
" Yes, still coming... Prestigious him if the neighbors do not follow. Only when I see my face is innate like he's a little scared and horrified... Like seeing an apparition on that haunted tree ..."
They were laughing. " What did Bu Dian see Yu Ratih like?"
" Look at Genderuwo, who would strangle his neck if he dared to gossip again!"
Accompanied by Bu Jum and Mbak Ning, Bu Ratih went out to the tent stalls that were already crowded with buyers after Magrib. Incidentally there is the family of Mbak Nur who also gathered at a table while waiting for food orders to be delivered.
They had asked to be placed on a bench in the yard next to Asti's house, which was more comfortable and cool because many large pots contain fruit crops that thrive. But the Word refused on the grounds that the table in the side yard would be used for the needs of Asti family members.
Indeed usually, there is an assistant Mr. Leon and some project people who like to hang out. In addition to enjoying food from the tent stall. They also talk while relieving fatigue.
The face of Nurwati's mother looked very sweet. Though he also did not order any food except bottles of cold drinks that he bought in the mini market "US Blessing"
Mbak Ning started to take out the snack he made this afternoon, in the form of tofu walik with spicy peanut sauce. Firman, Kancil and Mas Danu joined the diner, after completing the order of the buyers. Iseng Bu Jum also poured tea made by Firman on a plastic teapot. He made iced tea and brought some plastic cups to the big table.
Mr. Leon also came out of the house and joined them. He had brought many gifts that he bought in Madiun. Plans from Mas Pandu to make similar projects in other regions make Leon always smile happily. He seemed to not care about the presence of Mas Qosim and Nurwati Fatimah's family in the tent stall.