The Story of the Mother of the Bodyguard
torrential rain

Mdk Ijah chose to go home with Nur, they also get in the temple given by Mr. Jono.

Although the nominal is not large, it is enough to buy rice, "i still have the creeps Mak, what if I can not forget," said Nur who was afraid.

"Have not been kept in mind, this is drinking water and do not forget to bismilah first," said mak Ijah.

"Thank you mak, even though dku has often received and helped Mak yes, but why do I still often fear" said Nur

"Yes the name also works like this nduk, Mak has often said, sincere work nduk, yes Mak first yes you have arrived at home so," said Mak Ijah.

"Yes Mak, don't stop by first" said Nur, who felt bad not to offer the woman.

"Had, Mak wanted to go home in Mbah must have said that Mak was not at home, so now he is more chatty," said Mak Ijah.

"I don't think my wife likes to vilify her husband, my heart is sad" said Mbah Tejo, who stopped next to her.

"This father said what, let's go home sir, excuse me Nur," said the parents.

Mbah Tejo also hugged his wife with a feeling, he did not want if his beloved wife was hurt.

"I'm envious to see them, even though they are old but still friendly, while I am, huh." said Nur who entered the yard.

It just so happened that her husband from the side of the house and accidentally heard his wife's words.

"Sorry you're married to your father?"ask Hudi sir Nur's husband.

"This father said what, how strange it is that I want to go in and cook," said Nur.

"Didih, now you're done that anyway," said Mr. Hudi.

While on the road, Mak Ijah held tight to the waist of her husband who was waving his ontel bike.

Arriving at home, there was a beautiful girl standing there, "Mbah doc .. Mbah kung!!" shouted the girl who immediately ran away and hugged Mak Ijah.

"Astagfirullah Sekar, why can I come here, not no talk of going home, yes" said Mak Ijah.

"It was actually Mbah Doc, I was angry at the father, he said the girl's behavior thugs, so I was told to come home here to stay with Mbah doc, so I was, because you have to take care of the business plus you can't help because you have to take care of my sister" said the beautiful girl who looks like a thug.

"yes it went in first, Mbah wanted to take cassava for dinner," said Mbah Tejo.

"What, uh... Mbah kung, father send money every month as well as other Mbah children, why even choose to eat cassava," protest Sekar.

"Yes Mbah prefers natural food like this, it is not necessary to protest later you will be rasain first, oh yes during the village, help Mbah uti only, quite later can get money," said Mbah Tejo.

"Didn't want to, horrified but yes I've learned, itung-itung keep Mbah dok too," said Sekar who made Mbah Tejo feel safe.

Finally they all entered the house, when entering now feel the air so cool and comfortable.

He could not feel this comfort while living in his parents' house.

"What's up?" ask Mak ijah.

"It's okay Doc Mbah, I want to use the middle room yes, it is okay," replied Sekar who immediately diverted attention from his grandmother.

"Maybe, oh yes this is an ATM card that is loved by you, you hold it yes, Mbah do not know how to use it, so you bring it, later if you need Mbah must ask," mbah Tejo.

"Yes Mbah" replied Sekar

Because he could not stand it anymore because of the aura of his parents' hot and terrible home.

In addition to the efforts that are increasingly in demand but make both parents increasingly lose their conscience.

Suddenly heavy rain fell on the earth, Sekar saw there was a little strange because the current conditions were hot.

He hurried out of his room, "That's why it's hot outside but the sound of lightning and rain is rushing, really strange?"

"It's called hot rain, people used to believe if there was rain like this there was a ghost that gave birth, but whether that's a myth from where," the woman said with a smile.

"Well, I know it's raining with white cloudy, it must have been able to rain for about a very long time" said Sekar who helped peel cassava.

"Yes how else, the name is also in the village, already this has been washing Mbah, please on the boil continue to make sambal ya," said Mbah Tejo who gave young cassava leaves.

"Will we eat cassava sambel ya Mbah?"

"Yes, Mbah again want to eat it," replied the old man.

Sekar immediately began to cook the cassava leaves, and made the sambel dadak.

After everything was mature, the three of them ate very greedily, even Sekar who had originally protested, was now even the most voracious.

After that they all rested, Sekar fell asleep after reading the procedure to take care of the corpse.

Mak Ijah and Mbah Tejo will be getting ready for bed when they hear the sound of glass on tap.

It must have been like this, and after three beats it was finally not heard again, and they went to sleep.

The next day, Sekar who was used to running in the morning also continued to do his activities.

He went around the village to exercise, while Mak Ijah cleaned the house.

"Bu ne, I can't see Sekar, where's the girl?" tanya Mbah Tejo who just finished looking for rambanan for goats.

"Well, you don't know, maybe you're playing sports, you know if your granddaughter likes to run" Mak Ijah smiled.

Unexpectedly sekar returned while holding a rambanan on the strand of his body.

"Mbah. I brought feed from the house of Haji Dardak,"

"Oh Allah this girl," surprised Mak Ijah.

Because the grandson was carrying a large sibling bond, Mbah Tejo was shocked to see his granddaughter.

He immediately took the rambanan from the back of Sekar, after which they had breakfast.

This morning they ate tiwul rice and again Sekar received the situation in the village.

Because he did not want to bother his grandparents, "That if you are relaxed like this, Mbah dok usually do, you may not expect someone to die every day," said Sekar smoothly.

"Bah the dock usually chose to help in our rice fields, although small but Alhamdulillah loh nduk," said Mak Ijah gently.

"OK Now help,"