TALAQ
Part 260 TALAQ.

Living in the village is so much fun, like now when we were relaxing suddenly there was a neighbor who gave a crisper of mango fruit there are ripe and some are still half-cooked, and there are two types of mangoes, there are two types, mango gadung and mango manalagi. Once the person who sent the mango home mbak Yah and Fauzan immediately opened and counted to need the neighbor's speech, earlier.

"How much?" my many.

"The roof is ten pieces, five ripe of which five are still half ripe," replied Fauzan.

"La how many Yah?" ask my mother to Dad.

"Same buk," replied Yah mbak.

Not long after the car Chess sir entered the yard of my parents' house, mbak Yah, Afwa and Afwi immediately looked out, from the car out of Afriana, Zahra Mas Jamal and terakir Pak Catur, and, dad immediately approached Zahra, we all moved into my parents' house, because the four of them were headed for my parents' house.

"Capek." lamented Zahra directly sitting on my parents living room sofa.

"Hide first Zah, let me cross his tired." advice mbak Yah.

"Awhile the book is still dry" replied Zahra lazily.

"How is Zahra" I said to Zahra.

"Bulek, thank God good bulek," replied Zahra politely and immediately shook hands with me.

"Thank God, have you eaten?" my many.

"It was in school, eating food from ran earlier with friends," replied Afriana was still lethargic.

"Oh, then Zahra's mom nginep in the house of Mbah, I also want to go to the house of Mbah, can I?" ask Afriana to me.

"Pamit father first, if father ngijinin ibuk also ngijinin," I said.

"Well, I won't ask your permission." said Afriana girang.

Afriana already understand the education system that we provide, between me and Mr. Chess we are in line with the method of educating children, to this day Afriana very respectful with Mr. Chess even though Afriana knows if Mr. Chess is not his biological father, but between Afriana and Pak Chess love each other already like a biological child. In the afternoon we were really crowded at my parents' house I and my family were going home at four o'clock in the afternoon but in fact the children did not want to be invited home, he is very fond of playing with the children of neighbors and also his son Nafisa.

Mr. Chess he has mixed with my father, mass Jamal and Fauzan I don't know what they discussed in the backyard of the house. The backyard of the house under the asem tree becomes a favorite place for them, the place is cool and shady because the asem tree is already very large so it is very shady.

This afternoon my mother, Mbak Yah and Nafisa cooked again for dinner, they cooked a very very simple menu, fried salted and anointed fish, and cooked a meal, but this time not cooking papaya leaves but anointing the key, young lamtoro, the leaves are all mixed into one.

"Oh, where's dad?" ask Afriana to me.

"Father in the backyard, under the same ashem tree Mbah Kung, pak puh and pak lek," I explained.

"Thank you buk." Afriana immediately left me who was in the kitchen.

"Thankful that Afriana is in your care Fah" said Yah.

"Alhamdulillah, ma'am," I said.

"Oh, I've got my permission, Dad allows me to stay here" reported Afriana girang.

"Alright." I said, before Afriana asked permission to Mr. Chess I had conveyed Afriana's intentions to Mr. Chess. Even though Afriana is not the biological child of my Chess sir and Chess sir treat Afriana the same as his sisters, so all decisions I leave to the Chess pack chained together.

After the magrib prayers were all gathered in the living room of my parents' house, we all enjoyed the dishes provided by my parents, while we were enjoying dinner from the outside we heard the roar of the car stopping in my parents' yard, yes we have already memorized the roar of the car.

"Mbak Us kaya so come," I said.

"So he said he couldn't come" said Yah.

"Assalamu'alaikum." voices mbak Us and his son and husband gave Salam.

"Wa'alaikum salam." said all of us in unison.

"Get in." Welcome us all.

The children immediately excited they scatter welcome the presence of the family mbak Us.

"She's busy!" chirps Jamal.

"Surprise dong, niece's time comes not present, I'm jealous of the time I missed continue." said mbak Us cuek.

"It dong mbak Us, right rame, rarely can get rich gini," said Fauzan.

"Your house just lift up here mbak," I chanted.

"You think conch." sahut mas Sapta.

We greet each other and shake hands with each other, before me and my family want to go home now we say, laughter, boisterous children complete our togetherness.

"Here I bring a smoked duck, very good," said mbak Us while handing a white swab over the mat.

"Alhamdulillah, the wealth is very good, the clothes are very fragrant." said Mr. Chess.

"Oh, sir, this is delicious" said mbak Us.

After all had returned to sitting quietly mbak Us immediately opened the bag of crackle two besek ducks smoke has been neatly arranged because it has been cut into small pieces, the color is very good brown and shiny, shiny, from the color and smell is very tempting, but I don't know the taste. Mbak Us immediately get a smoke duck for father and mother first before the others take.

"Enak Us, savory and crunchy skin," said the father who had just tried the smoke duck.

"Let's e, Us, ueanaak, the color is good it tastes good too, where did you buy it?" ask ibukku.

"Thank God that my father and mother like, this was bought at a restaurant in my city, a restaurant that just opened sus not last, all food menus are typical of Chinese food," bright mbak Us long wide.