I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 31. The Arrival of Brothers

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"Alhamdulillah! almost missed."

Romi gave thanks, seeing Bu Kanti and Yulia intercepting a taxi. He slowed the car down and stopped right in front of them. Then get down.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Mom! How's mom doing?" kanti ta'dzim.

"As you can see, Son Romi. I got sick because of Nak Romi's fight last night." ketus Bu Kanti. Yulia was still busy circulating the view of who knew there was a taxi passing by.

"I'm really sorry Mom, I just don't like Andre to approach Yuli" Romi said frankly, Romi looked at Yuli. Feeling her name called Yuli turned to her.

"Would you like to get some medicine, then let me take Ma, Yulia!" Let Yulia and Bu Kanti get in her car.

"Eh, how do you know you want treatment?" a look of wonder was seen on both of the women's faces. Romi just smiled.

"No, Mr. Romi. Ngerepotin. We'd better take a taxi!" yulia. Chilly. But Romi doesn't care.

"Mom, accept my offer, take this as my apology!" Yuli looked at her mother.

"I told you, don't want Romi. That's you trying to melt my heart. I still can't accept you being close to Yuli. I'm still angry with you!!!"

"Yes!"cut Yuli. Shaking his mother's arm.

"Have Romi gone home, just do a good job there!"

Yes Alloh Bu, this is back, he should have warned me, why is this even mom?

" Buuu! She should have said that to Yulia, back to Mom, if I said that. I work as his subordinate!" yulia whispered to her mother. But it can still be heard by Romi. Apparently the incident last night made Bu Kanti upset and angry. So is Yulia.

Romi opened the car door.

"Come on, ma'am. Have a doctor's appointment?" Romi half forced.

"Now it's rare for a taxi to operate ma'am, usually they receive orders online."

"I'm going to make an appointment with an internist who's treating my mother. Please get in the car Mom, mom don't stand here too long, not good for your health!" grabbed the shoulder of Bu Kanti who was still waiting for a taxi to pass and then led her into the car.

Bu Kanti and Yulia can't do anything, because the taxi doesn't pass. Maybe it's true what Romi said. They finally got into the car. Yulia accompanied mom sitting in the back seat. Romi sighed, if not with Bu Kanti, he would have dragged Yulia to sit in front, next to him.

"Schedule the doctor's work practice until ten. I hope we're not late!" romi said before starting his car and drove towards the hospital where the doctor subscribed to Bu Alvi.

On the way Romi heard talking to someone across the phone, it turns out he registered Bu Kanti online.

"Alhamdulillah, Rama's doctor's patient is not too full, can still enter" Romi said after hanging up the phone. Arriving at the hospital they still have to queue for half an hour until the name of Bu Kanti is called.

"For doctor Rama!" the middle-aged doctor turned to Romi who had just entered.

"For Romi too! Uh, kirain Bu Alvi who is sick." woe to the doctor when it turns out behind Romi there is Bu Kanti who was led by Yulia. Doctor Rama looked at Yulia and Romi alternately.

"This mother's pain is like my mother's doctor!" Doctor Rama laughed.

"Well, really? Looks like a soul mate! Yeah no?" apparently the doctor was quite familiar with Romi, until he mocked Romi who responded with a patter of laughter.

"It must be in this amini!" Romi's tone sounded serious later.

"Aamiin, yes Allah! May Allah grant." smiled and turned to Yulia who blushed, a red tinge was seen from her cheek.

"Ahaha..I pray smoothly deh Romi, I wait for the invitation. I'm the same wife and my son must have come and I've brought all the buffet rations ahaha ...!" they were still joking together. Yulia and Bu Kanti smiled at each other.

"Insha Alloh, as soon as possible. Surely the doctor will I invite." Romi said so steady.

Bu Kanti's examination has been completed. The tension of Bu Kanti is still quite high and there is a blockage of blood vessels to the heart.

Coronary heart disease suffered by Bu Kanti is a blockage or narrowing in the coronary arteries caused by plaque buildup. This condition makes the blood supply to the heart to be reduced. If not treated immediately, the disease can cause heart attacks, arrhythmias, and heart failure.

Doctor Rama said.

"Thank you, son Romi. For his help." Yulia and Bu Kanti had descended in front of the alley of their house.

"Yes, same with Mom. Do not hesitate, if you need anything to tell me, insyaalloh I will help as much as possible" Romi told Bu Kanti, but his eyes were on Yulia. Yulia just melengos, do not dare to argue with her jutek boss who has now changed there sweet sweetness so.

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Arriving home, they were surprised by the return of Angga's brother, his wife and child. They had been sitting in the house, because the key was held by Julie.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Brother Angga, mbak Dila. How are you guys doing?" yulia exclaimed when she saw her real sister. Rima, their child looks pouted for too long and feels sore waiting in front of the house.

"Waalaikum salam." replied the two husbands and wives. Then kissed the hand of Bu Kanti. As her grandson approached, Bu Kanti immediately hugged and kissed him.

"Our news is good, Mom! Yulia!"

"Well, what dreams have you come today, let alone this mother's granddaughter more beautiful! Your grandmother misses you." said Mrs Kanti in glass.

"Rima misses grandma too!"

"I'm sorry Mom, and Yulia. We can just see you guys. Alhamdulillah, Angga now get work that results are quite decent. So you can see me here and bring a little by me." said Dila, Yulia's sister-in-law handed a crackle to Yulia. And they finally went into the house. Bu Kanti's face looks cramped, seeing her children and grandchildren gathered.

"Yes, it's okay. Let's go in first!" They also entered that simple house.

"Yul, I'm working in the convection, I brought you a robe, I hope you like it! And this is for mom." Apparently all this time Dila learned to sew, and has worked in a garment factory.

"Well, the clothes are great, ma'am! thank you, mbak pantesan Dila dress is also good, it turns out to work alone to now. Nice mbak!" Yulia gave her thumb.

"Thank you Dila, you do not complain about your husband who earns a little, even you follow work to help support the family economy. I'm proud of you." patted her daughter-in-law's shoulder softly sitting next to her, feeling moved. His eyes look glassy.

"Ihh, what's this mom talking about. I love so much mas Angga Bu, I do not see the lack of mas Angga, and I feel very happy, can help him. We also know that treasure is only the care of God, who at any time He can take back. As husband and wife we also have to be compact, love each other and love each other. Cover up the lack of a partner and highlight its advantages. Insha Alloh the family will be safe at ease sentosa, even though the material is not much." the milk chocolate hijab woman said at length diplomatically. Then she looked at her husband who was also looking at her with a smile.

The sight made Yulia smile wryly, considering her household trip was not as smooth as her brother. Though materially Revelation is very adequate. Really, Mas Angga is very lucky fate.

Hhhh, why remember the Revelation.

Yulia looked at the niece who was nguyel nguyel arms of her grandmother. She remembered Shila, they were the same age. What is he doing now?

Ah, um Romi. We just met, but there's a sneaking feeling of longing. What the hell is he doing there? Is he at home accompanying Shila and Bu Alvi, or is he busy with his work?

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Two months later.

Why is time so slow, like a snail. A month it feels like a sewindu. Two months also felt two windu for Romi.

Yulia was still working as usual. Romi suppresses his feelings of not being close to Yulia until the time of *His father* is over. Although he almost every day brought Shila to the store, and let Shila play and teach while on break with Yulia. He just looked at her from the second floor. From his room he could even freely see the state below. Seeing from a distance the closeness of the child with Yulia.

Sunday afternoon tomorrow he made up his mind to propose to Yulia, and without telling her first.

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Sorry my friend if the contents of this novel are not as expected.

Do not compare with in the real world, even though the author really wants to present a useful story and add insight to all readers.

But whatever the power, the science of author religion is very very shallow. Been reminded of readers several times. It's okay, instead I thank you, because we remind each other in kindness. So sorry, the author still needs a lot to learn. The author also thanks readers who are also willing to reprimand if the author is wrong. Again, back to a little author science.

Still on line....

Sorry his notes are mostly hehehe....

The ritual is not to forget.....

Greetings Author Receh.....

Bint Ulfa....