Husband Ku Aki Aki Mighty
the jealousy of Rahmat .

" asalamualaikum" said Salam bu Inayah

"greetings waalaikum!" nirmala replied, opening the door.

"grandmother, where? asked Nirmala, while taking the groceries from Bu Inayah's hand.

"grandmother, from the market!" you just woke up..

ask Bu Inayah

"yes, sorry!" Mala woke up.

because Mala can only sleep out of dawn prayers, because of the widow's house next door that burned last night said Nirmala while walking to the kitchen.

Bu Inayah chuckled at her grandson's complaint.

grandpa, same bang Grace!.Where is Grandma?" tanya Nirmala, while putting together the kitchen spices on the spice rack.

manen durian in the garden, so the duriannya has been a lot of dead .bookers have also waited.

said Bu Inayah, explaining.

"Mala, look at them eating durian yes nek.pamit Nirmala, on Inayah's mom.

"yeah!"

be careful in the street, do not forget to bring salt.

if you want to eat durian.message Bu Inayah.

"salt!"

what's the salt for, um,?" nirmala asked confusedly.

. If you eat mostly! you can get drunk.Salt is for him so you do not get drunk, if most eat durian fruit.

ma'am Inayah answered, explaining.

"yes Grandpa, later Mala asked the grandfather, replied Nirmala, while walking out.

fortunately there is still a motor, which is not carried!"nirmala said, while turning on the bike.

"all in the garden!"

no one is a manen at all!!" thought Nirmala, looking around.

which motor, can not be brought there again.! nirmala grumbled alone, while walking over a small bridge over a small river.

" ma'am, where are you going?" asked a handsome man, sitting on his bicycle.

see you, same Ilham mas sir!"nirmala replied, looking at the person who greeted her.

" Ooh!"

come with me, mbak," because if the walk can be half an hour from here!"now Ilham sir and the other workers are on the hill..

said the man, pointing towards a hill.

" well, mom!" I ride first, said Nirmala, riding on the bike.

whose name is mbak?"asked the man while rowing his bicycle.

" i'm Nirmala,mas..!

answer Nirmala.

" myself, who?"

ask Nirmala.

"i am Kholil, mbak!", I am an employee of Mr. Ilham as well. replied Kholil, while continuing to row his bike.

"ohhhhhh.!.

nirmala.

"that's them, ma'am!" kholil said, pointing at the person sitting inside the hut.

"asalamualaikum" cake!"

"greetings waalaikum" my grandson replied Mr. Ilham with a smile.

" you, can't you be with Kholil?" ask Mr. Ilham, while giving water to Nirmala.

nirmala answered while drinking the water her grandfather gave her.

" you!"

want to eat durian, don't you Mala?" bargain sir Ilham, on Nirmala .

"take cake!" but there is salt. asked Nirmala to Mr. Ilham.What is salt for?" ask Mr. Ilham, while opening a durian large enough for Nirmala.

for durian eating conditions, let's not get drunk cake!" replied Nirmala, while eating durian voraciously.

get some advice, where are you?" ask Mr. Ilham, while sitting under a tree staring at the workers who load durian fruit into the car.

from Nini Inayah, the wife of Ilham's battery!" answer Nirmala origin..

ngatain I aki.ngak realized her own husband also already aki aki..

namel sir Ilham, to Nirmala.

nirmala's husband is aki aki!" but a powerful and mighty battery.the proof can lift two bags of grain with one pangul replied Nirmala, do not want to lose.

your grandmother said, if you argue, you are always a champion..

said Mr. Ilham, while looking at Nirmala with an annoyed look.

"must be of the descendants of Audy Josep bint Ilham.canda Nirmala .

it is up to you, replied Mr. Ilham, while walking closer to the battery of Grace and other workers.

Nirmala is enjoying durian fruit while joking with Kholil.

aki Rahmat, who saw Nirmala's closeness with a young man who was quite handsome.

looks jealous and puts on a bent face..

mr. Ilham who saw the face of Rahmat battery

pouting held back laughter because it felt funny.

after satisfied eating the durian fruit Nirmala approached the battery Rahmat busy putting durian fruit into a car pic up.

"What's the matter?" his face is rich in wells that are drought in the dry season for seven years?" ask Nirmala, who is insensitive.

"not what!" answer the battery of Grace, with a ketus.

"strange!" murmured Nirmala, while sitting next to a pile of durian fruit.

"cake!"

tomorrow Mala wants to go home to Jakarta.

because mama nanyain continues, when Mala comes home..

ko suddenly?" asked Ilham, looking at Nirmala's face with a sad look.

Mala's dizzy, in terror continues the same mama,"kek.

answer Nirmala.

you talked to your grandmother.

ask Mr. Ilham, while sitting next to Nirmala..

"not cake!"mala said it tonight..

nirmala said, pulling the grass in front of her.

"bang of Mercy, why cake?" ko her face is rich in dried kanebo.asked Nirmala while staring at her husband.

"basic!"

you are insensitive..Grace is in jealous mode, because you ignored her since then.! plus you were joking with engineer Kholil.

Nirmala who heard his grandfather's words immediately stood up to the battery of Grace and immediately tangled in the arm of the battery of Grace.

so you're jealous.."hee.!. "hee.!."hee..!

sorry to have run out of mala and it's bad that Abang didn't wake up Mala, this morning

said Nirmala with a chuckle, while menoel chin Aki Rahmat with a teasing look.

the face of Rahmat battery immediately reddened. found the temptation of Nirmala. with shy behavior Aki Rahmat immediately embraced Nirmala's body.

"the absrut couple!! the grunt of Mr. Ilham while passing left the couple different ages