Desi saw the two of them looking very awkward, which made her let out a long sigh. She thought it would be very difficult to expect them to get along in the near future. "Let's eat some more, Mbok!" she called. Indeed, since Mbok had eaten with them, Desi had never discriminated against others, even her own subordinates. The woman lived in abundance, but she was not arrogant in the least. According to her, all people are equal, only their destinies are different, and she is just a little lucky to be able to live well with her husband so far. "Mbok is already full. Let me go to the kitchen first, there's something I forgot earlier," Mbok said. "Don't be too busy, Mbok. It's late, it's better to rest," Desi suggested. "That's okay. It's just a little bit, then I'll rest." Mbok went to the kitchen, leaving the three people still eating the martabak. When Mbok left, it was even quieter. In fact, Mbok's presence didn't really matter because the old woman just listened quietly. But fo
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