CALL ME MAS!

CALL ME MAS!
GARWO (Sigarane Nyowo)



Pras who was sitting restlessly, it also felt unsettled. I would like to obey whatever his wife asks. But Evan is right, not everything has to be obeyed.


"Pras, ono opo raimu kecut ngono?!" Said Mr. Miko.


(Pras, what is your face so sour?!)


"Ora opo-opo sir, gur mikirke Birtney." Pras Reply.


(It's okay sir, just think Britney.)


"Ono opo? Cerito karo me." Said Mr. Miko.


(What's up? Same story as me.)


Currently they are on the terrace, in front of the RM Mushola office. Pras is daydreaming, and Mr. Miko knows right, Pras face when many thoughts.


"Saiki bojoku. Opo-opo ducks or real. Ngene's wrong, not wrong." Pras Say.


(Now my wife is jealous. Nothing a little not true. This is wrong, so wrong.)


Mr. Miko smiled, and patted Pras on the shoulder.


"Pras jealous kui jenenge love, saiki bojomu added tresno karo kowe. The problem of opo-opo ora mbeneri kui, indeed the nature of wong wedok. Wong lanang kui kudu sabar ngadepi bojone. I wis once said karo kowe, wong wedok said A, but neng atine said B. Mudeng pora, contone ~ Mas I emoh, whereas neng njero atine kui gelem bianget." Said Mr. Miko.


(Jealousy is called love, now your wife adds love to you. But the matter of nothing is not true, it is indeed the nature of a woman. A man must be patient with his wife. I've told you before, a woman says A, but in her heart says B. Understand not, for example ~ Mas I do not want, but in his heart it would be so.)


Pras smiled, it seems to be true. There is a hidden prestige. What is said, but what is said in the heart says something else. Say no, but really very willing.


"Satur nuwun Pak Miko. I'm dadi mudeng. I'm as happy as moving in the room yo sir." Pras said, with a grinning smile.


(Thank you Miko. I got it. I'm moving the room tomorrow, sir.)


"Well, grandma kowe guyu added handsome. I'm whining." Reply Mr. Miko.


(Well, if you laugh, look better. I'm happy to.)


Mr. Miko went to the canteen himself, and Pras would go to the room of his beloved wife.


A sweet smile was implied on his handsome face,


Walk by grasping a bunch of flowers,


This feeling has been stirred into the soul,


And all this is for his beloved wife.


"Darling,..." Call Pras, when he opens the door to his wife's room.


"Yes..." Reply Britney, who stood up from the sofa and approached her husband.


Pras brought red roses to his wife and other gifts.


"Mmmshhhhh... Mas, you know my favorite." Said Britney kissing the flower, then opened the box tied with red ribbon "Mas, mmmss... I like it."


"I love you." Pras said, as Britney hugged her, and Pras kissed her forehead.


Britney smiled sweetly at the flower.


"Mas already eaten?" Ask Britney.


Pras also brought two boxes of food, from a Japanese restaurant, to his wife and himself.


"Let's eat, I'm hungry." Pras Say.


"I was out praying going down. But lazy." Britney.


"You're here, anyways pray here for what comes down. Every day I buy food. This was ushered right in Mushola. The one who received Tania." Pras Say.


"I also asked Tania to share the cake I ordered." Britney.


Pras opened the food and fed his wife, then said "Yes, Tania had already received the one from the cake shop, kept my order coming, when Tania was still in the lobby."


"Emss.so it's been divided means. I said Tania, just ask OB for help. Keep saying Tania, Ms. Britney just calm down, it's Mas." Said Britney, while eating scooped from her husband's hand.


"Yes, it seems so. I just took this in the lobby, kept coming straight here." Pras Say.


So Britney yesterday ordered a cake, to be shared with all RM employees, just a thank you note. Because there is no event, the wedding time also does not invite anyone.


The form of gratitude does not have to be fancy, the important thing is intention. That's what her husband said when Britney was confused, how the same employee who sent a lot of gifts to her room, but Britney even did not have any events.


Then Pras said, it could be later if the birth of the baby, but Britney was confused. It must be a long time and not good with the employees who have given him gifts. Finally, the idea was to buy cakes for all employees.


"Mom Britney..." Call Tania, and forget again to knock on the door.


"Yes, Tania." Britney replied, and Pras wiped the lips of his wife who was still exposed to food.


"Mom Britney. Here, the receipt from the cake shop." Tania said, smiling when she saw the beauty of the husband and wife who were bribing.


"Yes, thank you Tania." Reply Britney, then ask "Have you eaten?"


"Already Ms. Britney, if so I go out first. Sorry to interrupt." Tania.


Not yet gone, Pras called Tania.


"Mr Tania is not bothering. In fact, from tomorrow I will bother you both. From tomorrow I'll be in this room." Pras Say.


Tania stared in surprise, and Britney choked on her husband's words just now. Pras immediately opened the bottle of mineral water in front of him.


Gleek... Gleek..


"Heemmdw... What did I say just now??" Ask Britney.


"Yes, as Bang Evan said this morning. From tomorrow I'll be in this room." Pras Say.


"Mas is right. This is not the office at home." Britney.


"I know baby. Now what is this??! We're in the office. Eat me a bribe, I pay attention to you. We are at home." Pras with a rancid.


Tania saw this husband and wife commotion, Tania could not bear the laughter. Britney glanced at Tania, and Pras also looked at his annoyed wife.


"Mom Britney... Excuse me.. It seems, Tania should get out first. Please continue eating. Ms. Britney please be careful, it looks like Ms. Britney's husband is a reckless husband." Said Tania, then hurried off.


Britney glared and looked at her grim husband. Even her husband laughed. Britney felt trapped.


"Ok, it's up to you, Mas." She said, with a frown, and then grabbed the box that her husband was holding.


"I'm sorry, I didn't bully you, baby. I mean deputy director. Sorry for my stupidity." Pras said with a smile.


Britney pinched her husband and Pras felt his wife was no longer angry.


"Mom Britney, I have to be professional. From tomorrow I will work here. Then, excuse me. Please continue eating." Pras said, and began to stand up to leave.


"Buck,... Mas.. Mas Pras, you're the same as me." Call Britney, then wipe her mouth with the tissue in front of her, and throw the old tissue in annoyance.


"Mom Britney... Sorry to forget, my phone is missing." Pras said, who came back by picking up his phone and still giggling.


Britney laughed and said, "You're cruel Mas, watch out tomorrow. You should follow your boss. Just look at tomorrow!!!"


Britney was still upset but smiling sweetly. Tania also becomes compact to play herself. Britney laughed and continued eating.


"Even you don't finish your food. My husband's... Hemmss, you're making me anxious." Britney.


Pras turns to Evan's room and tells him about Britney. Evan laughs at that, and Evan will soon prepare a work desk for Pras in Britney's room.


It was time to go home from work.


Britney smilingly brought flowers from her husband. The office had begun to quiet down, and Pras walked behind his wife.


"Hemmss.. The flowers continue to be watched out for who is always asked to be kissed again." Pras Say.


From the time Pras came to his room, and out of the office together, Britney seemed indifferent. Britney was only watching the flowers, and the gift box from her husband.


"Please Miss Britney." Pras said, when opening the car door for his wife.


Pras sighed, as if his wife was replying to the incident earlier this afternoon.


Pras shook his head while singing quietly, and started to start the engine of the car.


"Buck...." Call Britney.


Pras still sings quietly and the car starts to run.


"Mas... Mas Pras's.." Call Britney, and pull up her shirt sleeves.


Pras ignored his wife, and simply smiled.


"Mas, Mommy... Mas Pras that ah, we've gone as well. Want me to snack again???!" Ask Britney.


"Emmss... The end of that was observed by the flowers doang." Pras Reply.


"Yes, we were in the office. So it has to be professional dong." Britney said in response to her husband.


"Okay, but later at home you pijitin me yes, I'm tired of it." Pras Say.


"Yes, I'll be incandescent. But..." Britney said no further.


"But what, baby?" Ask Pras.


"But lie." Britney said and smiled.


"I'm serious too.... I'm really tired baby!!" Pras.


Britney approached her husband, and Pras turned his head at the right moment.


cupp!!


"Chiyhhh... It's true now." Ketus Britney's.


"I've memorized the way you move if you want to kiss my cheek. So it doesn't matter what my cheek is." Pras with a rancid.


Britney turned her head and said "But I like cheeks, emms.repeat.m."


Mmmmuahachh!


Pras according to his wife, and Britney with anxiety also bit her husband's cheek.


"Sick baby...." Pras said, stroking his cheek but smiling.


"Eat him don't be naughty." Britney.


Pras was relieved, and thought. Sometimes words and heart are very different. Say no, but you want to, say you want to but you have to.


That's the woman, every asked to eat what the answer is up to, the turn is in place, here many girls I don't want. And as it continues, but the husband must be patient and his patience will be avenged by the love of the wife.



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Hello loyal readers "CALL ME MAS!"


Sorry if the story slowly gets crisp.


He's.. Hee.. πŸ˜…πŸ˜‚


Hope you like the story in this chapter. πŸ€—πŸ₯°


~ Garwo


"Sigarane Nyowo."


Garwo itself in Javanese means husband/wife.


If the word Garwo itself stands for Sigarene Nyowo which means half life (soul division).


Therefore, the couple is unique, there is a balance in his life**.


*Like Mas Pras and Britney.😍


Not knowing each other but getting married. πŸ€΅πŸ‘°


Initially only Employees and Deputy Directors.


Then united by destiny, because of the soul mate.


From different social lives, from different characters and traits, but they come together.


Complement each other*.


Anger, jealousy, hurt, love and romance are all in it.


*Like cooking if less salt, must be tasteless taste*.


It's just a story, take the positive side and throw away the negative side. May you remain faithful in reading this author's work. Because the author also only likes to make up stories from his genitals. He's... He's..


Thank you all. πŸ™πŸ™


Look forward to the continuation of the story. πŸ€—πŸ˜˜