A Friend from Malaysia

Meet the Shit Bearer

"Why??!" yola protests.

"Eape? Because brother really wants you and brother together in the world and the hereafter, dear. You don't want to be with Yola in the world. Brother up to heaven kite stays together forever. That woman must be good at taking care of the aurat. Otherwise her sin will be borne by her father, and if she marries her husband will also bear her sin. Hmmmm? Yola wants it?" bejuk Ilham's.

"Absite .... But I'm not ready for that. There are still a lot of bad things in me that I can't fix yet" Yola said grimly.

"Yola, you see this?" Inspiration stroked Yola's open shoulder. "It's juge."

The man revealed a little Yola's canal dress at the bottom and slightly stroked the woman's inner thighs until Yola spontaneously brushed Ilham's hand away while laughing amusedly.

"It all belongs to brother. Brother doesn't want anyone else to look. All this beauty let brother see, hmm?" talk to that guy again.

Indeed, he also felt the request of Inspiration was a natural thing. He was his wife Inspiration and Inspiration was entitled to her.

"Haiss, brother, I'm not ordinary. It must have been sultry" said Yola.

"It could be normal, honey. When the betrothed last night brother to be amazed to see Yola ni's sister. Beautiful very big brother look. Don't know how many times you have to fall in love with Pade Yola. Yola wants to, huh?" persuaded Insham not to give up.

Yola finally did not until the heart rejected the wishes of Inspiration which seemed very determined to want him to hijab and close the aurat.

Yola nodded.

"But for the beginning, just get out of the house first, huh?" said.

Ilham nodded happily. Well, let Yola for a while get used to hijab outside the house. For a long time if he has been used to it he will be uncomfortable himself if he does not use the hijab.

Inspiration fondly stroked Yola's hair and pulled her in his arms.

"If it's like this, you love Yola even more" said Ilham. "Well, change your clothes!"

Yola finally complied and went back to looking for her clothes in the closet. Yola is a fashionable woman. But that does not mean he does not have an out fit that can be used for hijap. He's got some in his closet that he sometimes wears for some important events that require him to wear it.

"Wooaaa is beautiful, Brother's wife!" Ilham gave his thumbs up to Yola when he saw that the pregnant woman was ready for her appearance.

White clothes with a famous brand with a green hijab tosca make his appearance look matching with white sneakers. Not to forget the mini backpack whose function can only store mobile phones and wallets.

"Come here? Sure you're not ashamed to take me like this?" ask Yola.

"Law out. Brother must be more proud to bring his own wife like this," said Ilham while embracing the bill.

"So yesterday was the brother who asked Mama to tell me to wear a hijab?" ask Yola.

"Hu um," replied the man. "Young brother wants to see Yola wearing a veil."

"Oh, huh? Since when?" ask Yola.

"So first look at Yola on N-one. In interview. Skirt Yola is very short. I want to cover up with my own clothes. And that Mase anniversary N-one. Ckckg ... Yola's clothes are all kinds of lacking materials only," the insider mage.

"But like it, right?" cibir Yola won't lose.

"From that kind of pie, brother is more like that Yola doesn't wear anything. But we're alone in a room like this" whispered Ilham teasingly.

"Ohh!!! Brother!!! Don't be flirty, why?" yola said as she pinched the stomach of an anxious Ilham.

Ilhaam laughing.

"Abang just joked. Let's go now!" bring Ilham.

And the two lovebirds finally went to the Malaysian embassy building to take care of their wedding documents. The two were escorted by Mr. Darman, a Gunawan family driver who had long served Abhimanyu.

The journey to the Malaysian Embassy was smooth. But before they get to their destination, suddenly Mr. Darman stops the car.

"Why, Sir?" ask Yola to know.

"Either, Ms. Yola. In front, it cannot pass through. I check first yes, what's wrong! If we can not pass in front we just turn," said Mr. Darman.

"Yes, Sir! But fast yes. Fear of bad luck hunting his embassy lunch hour. Wait until the afternoon again" Yola warned.

"Yes, just a minute!"

Then Mr. Darman got out of the car and walked to check the crowd what was happening in front. Not long ago Mr. Darman left suddenly behind the sound of a motorcycle horn and the screams of a girl.

"Woyyy!!! Speed forward donk!!! Don't block the cave path napa???!!"

Yola, who was in the seat behind the wheel, looked back.

"Who the hell? Very rese. Don't you see if he's in front of a crowd?" yola Mummings.

"Enape, Honey?" ask the Inspiration to Yola.

The man was deliberately sitting in front to accompany Mr. Darman chat.

"No idea. Some people screamed unclearly. It's really weird, uhhh," said Yola lazily.

Yola decided to cue at the screams of the motorized girl who was behind their car. He has eyes. I can't see if there's a crowd in front. The road is stuck. Not those who deliberately linger stop in the middle of the road.

Yola is back playing the game on her phone. But then the focus became distracted when the car door was knocked by a woman who seemed to be a woman who had been rumbling in the back.

Yola turned her head and looked at the dark colored window of her car. The woman was seen knocking on the car door from the door near the wheel with something that looked like wood.

Inspiration opened the half-glass of the car and scrunched his forehead disliking the girl. It is not polite, to knock on the car window using such a device, such is the mind of Inspiration. The girl directly lowered her head to the level of the car window.

"Hey, Mom!!! Which driver? Donk's waist car!! The cave wants to pass by tau!!"

"Hey, Brother! You didn't look out there? Ade crowd there. Our driver was there to see what was going on. Kenape, didn't you see yourself there? Are you going to go to ape? Knocking on a car alone can't be civilized to? You don't have to use that kind of wood!" ilham began to get upset.

"Hey, Bro! You're definitely not the guy here, are you? Gua tau tau yes, you should be grateful, cave use media for ngetok lo expensive car windows. Weigh me with my own hands. Destroyed your car, you wrong me again," said the girl.

Ilham knows the use of your language, cave is a slang language that is often used in Jakarta. Several times he had seen it in Indonesian soap operas. And he knew that when viewed in age, this girl was still far below him. Maybe he's still a teenager? And Ilham thought it impolite for the girl to speak with the call 'elu, cave" to her who was much older than him.

"Hey, Brother! You better just go. Kite has nothing to do with you. You can see for yourself not the kite who wants to stay on this train. If you want to sue something, you better sue the people there. Little edges! Saye wants to close the train window again!If you still have anything to say, be polite! Knock it with courtesy!" ilham said as he closed the window of his in-laws car.

The girl was forced to take her head and hands out of the car as the window glass slowly climbed up.

"Damn it!!! You think what cave until the rough cave behavior like that?!!! New car beginning belagu very lo! The cave bokap also has something like kalee!!!" mean it.

The inspiration that had closed the car glass back, looked straight ahead. It's not important to take care of a girl like that, he thought.

But not with the girl. The attitude of Inspiration that looks to treat her like a real girl makes her not accept.

"Lo who asked the cave to ngetok himself politely, right? Okay fine! Don't call Rizka's cave if the cave can't nularin misfortune cave to elo!!!"

Not waiting for long, the girl named Rizka also knocked on the car's glass window.

AKAAKK!!!

Yola and Ilham who were in the car were shocked when they saw before their own eyes that the windshield was cracked and on the knock of the two girls, the car glass really broke perfectly.

"W-you???!!!"

"Have the cave tap politely. Are you satisfied??"

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Hi gangs, you must be confused who is Rizka? Hehehe... Actually he is a novel character in the work of author friends also in Noveltoon Writing Academy. So for this same episode one more episode in the future, the author of the collaboration is the same. Later in the novel he will also have part Yola with brother Ilham. For those of you who want to be able to do so, you can find the title of the novel "Forced to Get Married Because I'm a Shit Carrier" by BellaBiyah.

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