
after the wedding reception was over, they chose to prepare to go home because Khairi no longer wanted to be at his cousin's house.
"father let's go home, I don't want to be here" please Via.
"alright, I don't want to be here either" said Khairi, who had transported all their belongings to the car.
"dear dear, it was the same saying that had a wish" Silvi reminded her husband.
"yes yes, come on baby" Khairi asked.
they went to the host and immediately said goodbye, Bu Wati had brought one red crackle, cake and another, and asked Khairi to take it.
it was the hawker from Khairi who had given the envelope, because if it were not like that, it was likely that Khairi and his wife would not be willing to carry it.
"Mom.iiih make shame, why in gawain that much,"
"have brought it, do not have much to say," upset Bu Wati who can not be denied by Khairi.
they got into the car and continued on their way home.
during the trip, Via continued to chatter about many things, after three hours of travel they reached home.
"what's this?" muttered Khairi who saw many people gathered in front of the residential gate.
"excuse me, security guard, what is this?" ask Khairi
"oh pak khairi, this sir someone hung himself in a tree near the house of Mr. Slamet, he said the girl in the hamili pak pak Slamet, but did not want to be responsible, uh even reckless like this," the complex security guard.
"how could you please sir, is not every night you keep here," asked khairi who felt strange.
"it was raining all night, sir, and we were honestly too focused on watching the ball, he-he-he," the security guard said.
"have you guys just been there, yes already then we go home first, oh yes later one to the house yes, my wife will cook fried rice and eggs ceplok," said Khairi.
"maybe, go home later, yes" said Silvi.
their car was breezed away, even they did not want to kepo with other people's business.
Khairi was riding Via who was already sound asleep in the back seat, while Silvi immediately prepared everything.
he deftly cooked the fried rice seasoning, and it turns out the rice that will be fried is very much to make Khairi wonder.
why his mother gave that much rice, Silvi was busy cooking while Khairi arranged every box that would be made a container.
the fried chicken was warmed in the microwave, and finally all the cooking was done.
"how is there no pickle?" silvi asked which made Khairi shocked
"loh deck, keep going," said Khairi in a panic.
"calm dad, I'm just joking, already this can be shared with the security guard, hopefully full yes," said Silvi.
"if not full of kebacut yes, this person is a box for a liter, there are chickens and crackers too," Khairi said which made Silvi smile.
finally, the security guard came to meet his friend and received the pulse box.
and they are very happy because there are rarely people who are kind enough to give food.
"pak Khairi is often like this, because we are ready to receive tablets,"
"Hem..want, yes later if there is a little sustenance we will definitely share kok, so do not ask that, later I call you when there is food yes," khairi said by security guard.
and they went to bring the boxes, and of course Khairi also gave the money.
and after that Khairi went in and rested because he was tired of driving all day.