
There was the sound of a car stopping in front of Ratih's house. Both Ratih and Bu Tias, both looked at who had come.
Indra and Tiara just got out of the car.
'Ya Pardon..... His mother has not come home. His son has come.' thought Ratih shook his head. 'What do these people want?'
"Assalamualaik."
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Reply Ratih and Bu Tias almost simultaneously.
"Ratih, I'm not here?"
Ratih had not yet answered, Indra had already seen his mother.
"Hum, why are you here?" Tegur Indra approached and sat down beside her mother.
Tiara prefers to stand outside. Ratih doesn't care too much, though,
"It just so happens that you came here, sir,"
Indra turned to Ratih,
" i want a condo, an empty house, please take my mother home." Pinta Ratih stood up from her seat.
"Hum, let's go home."
"For Ndra, I still want to take the donation money."
"Astaghfirullah, mother, don't be ashamed. Let's go home." Indra pulled the mother's hand so that the mother would be absent from her seat following her.
"Indra! I have to get the money, it's our right."
"Udah buk, let's go home. There's a Tiara in front. Not delicious. Let's go home." Indra persuaded as well as feeling ashamed, ashamed of Ratih, also ashamed of Tiara with this attitude of her mother.
Bu Tias looked at Ratih fiercely. "You didn't tell me I was here?"
Ratih chuckled, 'accuse me again.'
"No buk, it's beautiful to say. Pas Indra at home, the stopper box has been opened, gifts too."
"Dong Ndra, mother right..."
"Sorry to talk outside, Ratih wants to lock the door." Sela Ratih can't take it anymore.
From the outside also heard the sound of Tiara pitched dislike. "Mas! Scribbles!"
"Yes deck." Sahut Indra, then turned to look at his mother."ayo buk."
Finally inevitably Bu Tias also came out of Ratih's house. With a stick of course.
"Ndra, the donation is not enough to cover the cost of your reception. That's why I asked for the same Ratih. He doesn't give donations." Mumam Bu Tias whispered to his son who can still be trained to hear even softly.
"Udah, we'll talk at home." Indra took her mother to walk up to the door.
Tiara was already in the car with her face clearly bent.
After Bu Tias got into the car, Indra looked at Ratih who was standing on the doorstep.
"I'm sorry about that."
Train only to throw a smile.'tumben.'
.
.
"There's a guest pa."
Foa who was still driving looked towards Ratih's house which was quite crowded. A woman just got in the car and two more people just got out of the house. Then walk to the car that the woman entered.
"Who is pa?"
"Their ex-husband is Aunt Ratih."
"Huh? Why are they still at Aunt Ratih's house?"
The same question is in Foano's mind. At first glance he remembered his joke this afternoon.'The hell time they came because of the donation of toy money?'
Foano's car stops as Indra and her family's car exits the courtyard of Ratih's house. Then Foano went into the courtyard. Because the page is not too big will not fit if added his car.
Ratih was still standing, wondering who else his guests were this time.
"Aante!" Cika's carefree voice sounded as her feet climbed the ground.
"Jin..." Calling Ratih a little surprised, the teenage girl immediately hugged him with a carefree face.
"Again go with grandma same om her." His gaze met Foano unintentionally. Quickly move your eyes.
"Yeah," Cika looked very disappointed."Cika is very similar to Altaf."
"Sign in first. Come home at the most." Get Ratih to lead Cika into the living room.
"Who was tan?" While sitting his ass.
"former."
Meanwhile, the,
Indra, Tiara and Bu Tias had already arrived home. At that time at home there was still beautiful and Gafar. The ghosts have gone home first.
"Anyways, we should get Ndra's money." Said Bu Tias walking into the living room.
"Udah buk, what the hell? Shame to know." Indra's reply followed from behind with Tiara.
Bu Tias sat down, Indra followed, a little surprised that almost all of her wedding gifts had been opened.
"Eehh, what the fuck, why are all the gifts open?" Tiara Protests."It was from Tiara's friends for Tiara. How presumptuous of you to open."
"What the hell is Tia, there's no need to be hysterical. People are helping open, not thank you..." Beautiful is still busy opening gifts and stacking them into one.
"Eh, I'm not asking ya mbak." Hardik Tiara doesn't like it."if ke kekini how does Tiara know who loves? And tell me what."
"Here, Tiara is in trouble, has been helped. Cake Gini no longer want me. There's settle yourself." Ketus Indah put the rough gift that he just opened half with a manyun mouth.
"You don't go around with that same brother-in-law Tiara." Tegur Bu Tias advised.
Tiara looked at Indra. "I will not go here if the Indra family is not sassy!"
"Indra! Educate your real wife! At baikin nglunjak." Hardik beautifully does not accept, take a box of watches that look good and branded.
"Eh, where are you taking it? It's Tiara's! Gift from temen Tiara."
"Eeh, yours is your husband's too!" Beautiful mom does not want to lose and does not want to return the watch. Since the beginning of the session open beautiful gift has been eyeing the watch."The senses! Take this." Connect it while it passes.
Tiara who was very furious with the beautiful act stared cynically at her husband.
"Mas!"
"Udah! Let's go Tia. Just one. There's plenty of it." Indra said trying to mediate,
"Mas!" Pekik Tia increasingly loudly protested.
"Near! How do you calculate the same brother? Just hours, it is also not you who buy, it is loved. Let me make it beautiful! He helped me too." Tukas Bu Tias began to dislike Tiara's attitude.
Tiara stared fiercely at the beautiful as well at Indra who was in no way defending her rights and herself. Tiara was disappointed in her husband.
"Tiara wants to go home."
"Well, just came home?" Said Bu Tias.
"From here keep eating ati!" Tiara passed to the car without caring for the voice of Bu Tias and her husband who called.
"Dek, don't come here." Pinta Indra followed up to the side of the body of the Tiara car.
"I want to go home anyway, don't think I can be treated like Ratih ya mas."
"North plis!"
"Tiara wants to go home, get caught up and want to come or not." Tukas Tiara opened the door of his car."and again mas, later I'll have people bring the gifts to our house."
"Near!"
Tiara did not care about her husband's call. And the origin of getting in the car.
"Okay Tiara! Mas coming!"
"Good!" Tiara said sharply without looking at Indra. Bring all those gifts. Otherwise, don't blame Tiara if the thugs take it."
Indra shrieked as well, Tiara was indeed more resolute than Ratih. If he says he's gonna hire a thug, then the real thug is coming. Indra had no choice but to comply. He went back into the house and took his gifts. Alone.
From where Tiara was sitting there was no sound of rebuttal or anything. Only Indra seemed busy moving things.
"Janagan forgot mas, the clock that mbak beautifully bring."
Indra jerks. "Tia, that iklasin huh?" Indra said with a pleading look.
"Yes, let tomorrow be taken by Tiara's hired thugs."
Seriate....