When Married?
KM Part 123

After breakfast, they rushed to the store to meet Ms. Marni.

"Duuuh.. early in the morning the new mediator was nongol aja. Kirain is still spoiled bobo-bobo making that dedek," chirped Nisya while grimacing as the two of them arrived.

"Little kids know what it's about to make a grandpa!" Flowers snare Nisya.

"Auwww, I know you, this little boy can also make children once." Nisya rubbed her head that was clutched with Flowers.

"Girl's mouth can't be limp!My mother where's Nis?"

"It seems on the top of the grave," said Nisya while grimacing and his hand rubbed the former flower pot.

"Yes, I've been upstairs, real work, don't spread the charms!"

"Yes, yes, great madam."

Literature and Flowers go up to the second floor of the shophouse. Ms. Marni welcomed the arrival of her son and daughter-in-law once she saw the two arrive.

"Let's sit down, what's the matter in the morning?" ask Miss Marni.

Flowers and Literature tell their meaning. Bu Marni is actually not ready if you have to part away from the Flower especially considering the condition of the Flower makes her a little worried, but if it is the choice of her child then she will always support it.

"When are your plans going?"

"Fastly Ma'am, about two more days," replied Bunga.

Miss Marni took a long breath. "Go, son, as a wife, it is your duty to always accompany your husband. I will always pray from here, may your married life be filled with blessings and happiness." Marni smiled at the two.

"Thank you, Mom." Flowers hugged her mother.

"Titip son Mother Yes Nak Sastra," said Miss Marni.

"Mommy, don't worry. I will always take care of the Flower with all my soul and body. Ma'am, I want to give this as a wedding gift, I hope you'll take it."

Literature handed her a map, Ms. Marni accepted it and opened it. It was a home certificate.

"Son, I think this is too much. I already have a house in the village, after all Deri and Devi live in a dormitory, so living in a shophouse is also quite comfortable for Mom."

"Mom, Flowers please be accepted. Literature has already talked about this before coming here, we want you to live in a comfortable residence and the distance is not too far, just a few minutes from here," Pinta Bunga.

"But, if you accept it, you feel like you're selling your own child." Bu Marni's eyes scolded.

"Mom, never have such a thought, for to me Flowers are more precious than anything in the world, so please accept" said the petitioned Literature.

Finally Miss Marni was willing to accept it after being convinced at length by the two of them.

Flowers enter his room in the shophouse and then followed by Literature, Flowers take care of some of his items that will be brought. Literature sat on the single bed in the room. A bed that can only fit one person.

"Honey don't bring too much stuff, all your needs in Jakarta have been prepared."

"Yes, yes my husband, I will only bring important things." Bunga opened his suitcase and began to put his belongings in.

"Is this your bed?" Literature asked while pressing the bed.

"Yes, why?" he said while continuing to improve.

"It would seem more challenging if we did it in this narrow bed." Literature throws a perverted look at Flowers.