The Stupid of Laweyan's Shoulder
CHAPTER 9: Setting the Heart.

This morning Mesha was still sluggish in his bed. Moments later, Mayang knocked on her daughter's bedroom door. Although Mesha hears a knock on the door of his room, Mesha is reluctant to open the door. Mayang who was impatiently waiting for his daughter immediately barged in.

"Piercing Wrestling! Girls kok kebluk kayak gini to .. the sun is nongol daritadi, this one fat is still hiding! Come prepare! Follow mom!"

"Stay, Mom. Echa was still willing to rem the bentaaaarrrr again," Mesha replied lazily, pulling the blanket back over her face.

Mayang pulls Mesha's blanket.

"Hiiissshhh! Let's wake up, tomorrow if you've become le Giyan's wife, don't be gini you know Nduk, make you ashamed."

Mesha woke up with ogah-ogahan.

"The application is not clear yet, has been talking about the problem of the wife, Ms. ..." said Mesha while rubbing his face frustrated.

"Wis ... wis! Don't keep arguing with mom! Now take a shower, get dressed, come with me!"

Mesha closed his mouth which was still yawning many times, then nodded according to his mother's request.

A few minutes later, Mesha was tidy and fragrant. He wears a knee-length, calm-colored blouse, with dark-colored jeans. He tied his hair back. Scratch a little powder and lipgloss. Then he grabbed his flagship sling bag, and went out of the room.

Mayang was already sitting waiting on the sofa in the middle room.

"Are you ready, Nduk?"

Mesha.

The mother and son then walked out of the house. Mayang locked the door and slipped the key under the flower pot.

"Where are we going, Mom?"

"To the market, look for items for the purposes of your application event, Nduk."

"Oohhh ...."

Before long, the two of them arrived at the market. Mayang was so deftly hunting goods, while Mesha, tailed behind him with ogah-ogahan, while occasionally sighing heavily.

A few hours circling the market, the two of them had already picked up some stuff and went home.

Upon reaching home, Mesha placed the items he was carrying on the table, and slammed his body onto the sofa.

"Huf! Tired!" slowly exclamation.

While his mother, Mayang, continued to walk to the kitchen.

Before long, Mayang walked up to Mesha who was still sitting slumped on the sofa, carrying a package.

"What is that, Mom?" mesha asked as her mother began to unpack the package in front of her.

"Oh this .. make facial and body treatments, Nduk, there are face masks, scrubs, and ...."

"Make what, Mom?"

"Make care, Nduk!"

"Mom want treatment?"

"Yes to! This is all for you!"

Mesha rolled her eyeballs.

"That's a big rib, ma'am?"

"Lho, you're getting married again. You need to take care of your body for your husband, to?"

Mesha frowned when he saw the betel soap bottle lying with the stuff.

"Must use this too, ma'am?" ask Mesha while reading how to use behind the bottle packaging.

Mayang nodded with a knotty smile, Mesha glared.

"Should it be, Mom?" mesha asked half in doubt.

"Lho, the health and hygiene of the 'it' area also needs to be treated, so, your husband will continue to feel at home with you, Nduk," replied Mayang half whispered.

Mesha scratched his head which was not itchy.

"Here, I'm helping you with your scrub?"

"Isn't anything, embarrassed to be the same mom?"

"It's not so, Mom ...."

Mesha is feeling puffed up, he's not used to all this, treatment? Boro-boro! For him, just washing your face with a special soap wash your face, is enough. For his body, enough with a clean bath and put on lotion a while after bathing.

And now, he had to wear all the things his mother had offered him. Mesha was a bit upset, but he did not want to hurt his mother.

"Yes, Mom. In the afternoon, take an afternoon shower? Now Echa wants to take a little nap, can't she, Mom?"

Mayang smiled.

"Yes already, there, to the room. Rest, indeed, you should also rest. I want to cook, later if you're hungry, you just eat yes, Nduk ...."

Mesha had laid his body on the bed. He looked at the ceiling, then raised his hand which was wearing a bead bracelet.

"Zay, I'm sorry .. Even I can't resist my father's and my mother's will, I can't hurt them. And if I refuse, it means I'm also going to humiliate them" Mesha stopped talking and began rubbing the clear hairs that had started hanging at the end of his eyes.

A few minutes later, Mesha was asleep. He dreamed, walking through a beautiful forest. Many fruit and flower plants grow. The sound of birds chirping, and the gurgling of water from a distance.

"Where am I?" muttered.

Mesha kept walking, and kept going. Until he saw a man standing behind him.

He approached and noticed the figure. One thing surprised him, when he saw a similar bead bracelet, coiled around the man's wrist.

"Zay's? Is that you?" mesha asked as she continued to approach the man.

"Zay's? I finally found you!" Mesha started running towards the figure earlier.

But suddenly, like smoke, the figure disappeared. Mesha hugged the empty air in front of him. He began to sob, crying over his loss.

Suddenly, there was a plant tendril tying her body tight, Mesha thrashed. He was crying, calling. The name he called, was just Zay. But the tendril of the plant was getting tighter and tighter. Suddenly a voice sounded, like it was coming from the tendril of the plant.

"You are mine!"

Mesha started thrashing again. But nihil, the tendril was even more tightly binding!

"Nwbt ... Nduk .. This is mom, Nduk! Babe .. wake up!"

Mesha felt a touch on his cheek. Mesha began to open his eyes and blink. Tears flooded his face.

"Aren't you okay, Nduk?"

Mesha saw his mother sitting on the edge of the bed, then Mesha inched to a seat, and nodded.

"It's just a weird dream, Mom," Mesha said, wiping her tears.

"Oh .. Yes, eat first yuk. You sleep a long time, I wake up a few times, you don't wake up too, you get worried when you scream. You're really nothing, aren't you, Nduk?"

Mesha nodded with a smile. Mayang rubbed his daughter's shoulders gently and moved out of the room.

A few minutes later, Mesha was already sitting in the dining room eating lunch which was already very late. While Mayang, he was sitting down to record something, on the middle room table.

Mesha had finished eating, and washed the dishes of his former meal, and he sat down next to his mother who was still busy taking notes.

"Mom, Echa is still worried, Ma'am .. Can Mesha be a good wife later for mas Gi?"

Mayang stopped writing and raised his head, staring at Mesha.

"Yes, you must obey your husband, what he wants, you must obey, and do not argue. Suwargo nutut, hell slut! So, what you're doing must be her husband's permission, and as she pleases, Nduk."

Suddenly there was a loud knock at the front door.

"Let Echa open, ma'am."

Mayang nodded.

Connect ....

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Suwargo nutut, neroko katut: to heaven follow, hell was carried away. (javanese expression )