
Marital Chapter 15
By Sept
After being thin, Arman finally refocused. Until they are ready to go home. Lia's important items will be packed. Now the two of them were on their way to Lia's hometown.
So far, Lia has not told a detailed story about her relationship with Arman. Lia was also afraid, later so the story eh even failed again.
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The House of Bu Damri.
Miss Damri is watering flowers on the terrace. While observing his orchid in bloom. Deliberately hung and some are affixed to the coconut fibers in the mango fruit, natural and delicious too when viewed. Rather than being put in a pot and hung.
While humming, Miss Damri invited her flowers to talk. Until Asih left the house, it was thought his mother was talking to someone else.
"Who, Ma?"
Asih looked over from behind the door.
"What?" asked Bu Damri astonished then turn off the water faucet.
"Who were you talking to?"
"The same flower" replied Ms. Damri casually.
"Datah, Ibukkk."
The middle-aged woman chuckled, then entered the house.
"Let's go in, the wind is tight. Wind in. It's gonna rain like it. Rain continues, I hope it doesn't stop. You can enter the house later the water," said Bu Damri.
"Asih WA mang Dimang huh, Mom? Ask for help in cleaning the clogged waterways."
"Yes, just call. Tell me tomorrow if you can. It's raining all the time. Tell the water tandon above."
"Yes, call later."
Tin tin ...
Suddenly there was a klason.
"Kok looks like Arman's car. Open the fence, huh."
Their fences of iron that clearly visible cars and tares, because it has not been closed. It was there before, but it was broken.
Being a widow long left by her husband, sometimes home problems cannot be handled by Ms. Damri alone. Mostly if the renovation or what, wait for Lia who called a handyman.
Now, Damri's mom is staring in wonder because Arman's tumben stopped by.
Damri was surprised when he saw who came out next.
She went down and hugged her mother.
"Can't you say that?" ask Miss Damri.
"Surprise, Mom. Surprise."
"What a surprise, just a surprise."
Lia smiled then hugged Bu Damri then turned to Asih who was approaching.
Miss Damri was more surprised, when he saw Arman down a lot of goods.
"Wooh, how about getting rid of Arman."
Miss Damri until sungkan.
"Thank you for picking up Lia, son."
Arman only smiled faintly, then was told to enter.
If only Damri knew. If Arman had been picked up from yesterday, even less work, until the car was left at the airport, then he followed to Kalimantan.
I don't know, Arman himself doesn't know. Why does it happen that way. Everything goes as it is. If you want to pick me up. He also helped Lia packing there a little. Now, she takes Lia to her house. Look for face in front of the prospective in-laws.
"Asih, ready to drink," said Bu Damri while menowel Asih.
"Don't bother, Mom." Arman interrupted.
"It's just plain water" said Ms. Damri.
After a few minutes, Asih appeared with melon-flavored marijan syrup.
"Wow, even ngerepotin," said Arman.
"It's just the water of the syrup" said Ms Damri, then everyone chuckled.
After pleasantries, Lia who had changed clothes in casual clothes also sat next to her mother.
"Bi, Lia wants to talk."
Bu Damri's on standby mode. What is this, how the face of his son became very serious.
"What's wrong? Do you have a problem there? Is there a problem with the company you work for?"
Damri's mom is directly suudzon. And Lia shook her head hard.
"Wow, Mom. Naw. Cuman ... emm .. This, we want to get married," replied Lia doubtful.
Damri was shocked.