Mak Ningrum's Heart Wound.
Chapter 64

"Mas, don't go to Mom's house this morning, it's late in the afternoon. My body is tired" my love. After last night being beaten with Arga's ultimate weapon, I was completely covered. After showering and morning prayers, I chose to go back to bed.

"Yes, now you sleep," Arga who was on a mop with a lap top came up to me and covered me with a blanket.

Cup

After kissing my forehead Arga then comes out, surely he will be sorted out. I am so lucky to have a husband like Arga who wants to do what should be my job. I finally went back to sleep.

"Tri, wake up for breakfast."

Feeling my cheeks in the claps, I opened my eyes. The smell of delicious food goes into the nose. It turned out that Mas Arga woke me up with breakfast, then placed it on the study table.

"Eemm... What time is it?" I asked, because the alarm clock is on the study table.

"Eight o'clock, let's have breakfast first yuk." Arga helped me wake up.

"Mom ate Mas. How did Mas Arga bring breakfast to the room?" I stared at the study table from the cooking bed still looking bubbly.

"Here you go, it's Mom who told you to bring breakfast to the room."

"Oh my God.m Surely you waited for me?" I felt guilty to the in-laws could not help doing something, but the breakfast that was eating had to be delivered to the room.

"It's okay, Tri, I've been talking to you." Arga answered and pulled out two chairs of the study table.

"I'm going to the bathroom first" I said. But as soon as I walked the vital organs I still felt sore.

"Yes, wash your face first let it not smell bad." Kelakar Arga chuckles. Take a moment towards me. But I just ignored it. Five minutes later, I was back in the room following Mas Arga who was waiting for me at the study table.

"I'm bribe." Arga said as I sat next to him. As usual, we ate a plate of both.

"On your own." My answer. Then take a spoon, eat one mouthful.

"Feel Mom is good, Mas" I praised while chewing.

"Yes, just like Mom's cooking." The answer.

That's right what Mas Arga said. Mother's cooking is no less delicious. Mother always spoils my tongue, Father, and whoever eats it.

Remember Mom, I remember before the shooting two months ago buying a shophouse for Mom. Aim to open a restaurant. From the house of Mas Arga. Mas Arga showed me a strategic place to take me to the location. Once I saw it once, I felt interested and I bought it for Mom. I'm sad that I haven't been able to make Mom happy. However, because Arin shot me the plan to open a restaurant failed miserably.

"You why? Eat daydreaming, think of the ex?" Mas Arga chuckled. I just realized I stopped chewing.

"Not Mas. Not until I was shot at that time. Mas'll take me to buy shophouse for Mom. My plan to open a restaurant failed." I answered after taking water. I know Mom is very eager to sell, but until now it has not been done.

"When that time I will surprise Mother Mas, but God has other plans."

"If I think, now just hand over the shophouse to Mom before we leave for Surabaya. Now it's up to the shophouse's mother to make a business or for investment. Now we focus on the first thing that matters is that you are healthy. We'll just think of the next plan." Advice Arga.

"Yes, it's." I said, we continue eating.

In the afternoon we arrived at the house of Mak. "Yeee..." Jesi cried, as she opened the door.

"Sister Ratri knows where?" Jesi was surprised, then took the hand that I bought on the road earlier.

"I have eyes and ears." My canda.

"Sir Ratri is singing?" Ask Jesi, then go to the kitchen probably want to wash the fruit he brought.

"Come on, we'll meet Mom." I hooked Arga's finger looking for Mom in the living room. Tenyata True, Mother is splitting banana leaves. Usually for sale tomorrow morning.

"Assynoltom..." Arga said hello. Mom turned her head while answering her greetings, then I kissed Mom's hand on Arga's tail.

"You guys.. sit down, son." Decide Mother. My mother was about to stand up and sit down on the chair, but I held her hand.

"Thank you Mom, you haven't come home yet?" Ask Arga, and then join me and Mom on the floor.

"No, maybe soon." Mommy replied, piling banana leaves on the slap, after a napkin. Oh Allah... Mom, if only I had made a restaurant. I'm gonna find a chef, and Mom's just watching the restaurant, no more work.

"What do you want to do?" Asked Arga, apparently secretly watching Mom.

"Mother got a lemon cake order by a neighbor who wants to go tomorrow." Answer Mom. We talked at length about the food and then gave the certificate of the shophouse I bought.

"Ratri..you don't have to bother buying Mom shop. My mother has no right to receive. Moreover, the money you used to buy this shophouse is Daniswara company money right?" Cecar Mom. I turned to Arga, it turned out that Mom's mind was with Arga 11 12.

"Mom, as long as I take care of Papa's company, I never take the company's money. The money that I always transfer to Mom's account, as well as the one to buy this shophouse, is purely my salary." My spoken.

"With this shophouse Mom can make a food stall," Imbuh Arga.

"Oh so, huh? But. instead of refusing your gift Ratri. My mom is old, I don't want to. What else your Father will not allow. Alhamdulillah..now your Father can meet the needs of Mother," Reject Mother subtly.

"Mak don't want to ngoyo, but wake up at night to push for sales." My objection. "I mean by opening a food stall, you just have to keep an eye, let someone else do it" I assure you. Even though I know, if it's principle, Mom won't back down even a step.

"Emake sales also because it is looking for busy love. Your father always forbade. Now come on, you guys are young, just keep that certificate. You're the one who has to open job openings, in order to help people who are in trouble." Keukeh Mother's.

"Don't be forced." Bisik Arga's. I nodded, pulling the certificate into the bag.

"Drinking Brother-in-law." Said Jesi putting a tray on the mat where we were chatting.

"Thank you." Answer Arga short. We changed the subject soon after, and you arrived home.

"You guys have been a long time?" Ask your father to join us immediately.

"It's been an hour sir." Arga answered.

After gathering, Mas Arga and I will leave for Surabaya tomorrow morning. "Jesi, you're my only sister, please take care of Mommy and Dad." My message.

"Ready Brother."

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