
Gratitude and a satisfied face are etched in the minds of the film's production, the director, the screenplay and all those involved in the making of the film. The actors and actresses felt that happiness. Because the predicted time in the making of the film is three months, but because everything is compact and disciplined with the task and role of each, the filmmaking is finally faster. This is approximately forty days. When Handoko came to Sandriza and Sandriza met Mas Bagas in the country, the filming was just one step away.
Now they all return to their country of birth. The sense of kangen wants to immediately gather with his family becomes the spirit to go home. Sandriza returned to the country of her birth with her husband, Handoko. As if the newlywed couple, Handoko's hand with Sandriza was adrift. Bagas's? Bagas is still in the country, taking care of his business there. Bagas is already a successful young entrepreneur replacing his papa, Mr. Fauzi. Mama Melinda, still with her business in cosmetics and beauty tools.
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Why are we going home to papa's, mama?" ask Sandriza. Handoko was still clutched in her hand with his wife's. Then start answering.
" From now on we're staying at papa's mom's house. We don't have to go back to the apartment anymore" Handoko said. Sandriza scrunched her forehead.
" why? I felt comfortable in that apartment. We can be more relaxed and more intimate." said Sandriza.
" At home mom papa, can also be relaxed and even we can be more intimate. You have to believe that. Mama papa wants to immediately fondle grandchildren from our children. Come on Sandriza, we start planning and following the program so you can get pregnant soon" Handoko said.
" Have you been so anxious, Han?" ask Sandriza.
" Yes dong! Very very eager. You know it's not Sandriza. I want that kid from you." said Handoko. Sandriza suddenly scrunched her forehead. Sandriza was surprised by the latter's Handoko language.
" The son of me? Did you have another woman's child, Han?" guess Sandriza. It's really a smart brain. Handoko Instantaneous flutter.
" Oh no! That's not what I meant.. Of course it's just you my wife. Only with you I do sports night on top of the contest." said Handoko no less smart.
" It seems that I will always lose if I face you in all aspects. From starting the language and then the bed" Handoko said this time was no longer able to kink anymore.
Handoko hugs Sandriza into the large house of her parents' residence after they arrive at the magnificent, luxurious and very elegant house. After making small talk with her mama's papa, and of course eating together, Handoko pulls Sandriza up towards their room. The room that used to be occupied by Handoko when in her bachelor years.
" This room is clean and clean. Hem, have you ever put a woman in your room other than me, mas?" ask Sandriza. Handoko chuckled at Sandriza's question.
" No! I never put a single woman in this room. Except the housekeeper who came into this room just cleaned this room and took my dirty clothes" Handoko said.
" It's possible that here you didn't bring the woman here. But you may prefer to take the woman to a hotel or apartment." accuse Sandriza. Handoko now approached Sandriza and summed up Sandriza's face.
" Hey, what's wrong with you, baby? From that time your language was like... Hem is like I betrayed you." said Handoko.
" I don't know! I suddenly thought that way. Sorry if it offended you" Sandriza said.
" It seems I have to punish you right now" Handoko said with a mischievous grin.
" All right! I'm ready! Hem, is this room able to withstand the sound of my screams not to penetrate to the outside?" ask Sandriza.
" Of course! Scream and don't hold it. I really like that." said Handoko.