CALL ME MAS! SEASON 2
Just a Little Story There Is
...☘**Night with moon charm,...
...a sweet story will adorn☘**...
Happy reading yes, loyal reader Mas Pras. Sorry, there is no drama in this chapter. Just a story with the charm of Mas Pras.
The night sky looks dark blue, the moon appears perfectly. Beautiful figure, and standing on the balcony of his room. It's like love never existed, but he's human too.
Man who simply refuses, to a bitter reality, but he cannot prevent that feeling.
"Him?"
Limar by looking away at a building, they live in the city area, and see a distant high building. The skyscraper, which looks towering.
"Huh, am I in love? Where possible!" His his hiss, and holding a drink in his glass. Drinks are alcoholic, and be a friend tonight.
The sound of knocking on the door of the room, made Limar turn his head and rush to open it.
"Mother..."
"Limar, you've been locked up in your room all day!"
"Mother could."
Limar leaning on the door leaf, slowly the Mother entered her room.
"You're partying?"
The look in his eyes was very sharp, and Limar smiled quite sweetly, as the finger of his left hand rubbed his hair, then approached towards the Mother.
The Mother stood on the balcony, and stared into the night of the metropolis.
"You got a boyfriend?"
Limar turned his head towards the Mother, and said "Ems, not Mother. Limar doesn't have a girlfriend."
The Mother who stood on the left, and finally turned to the right, right on the face of Limar.
"Yes, Mother understands. If you don't have a boyfriend. But, there must be something that adorns your feelings."
The lowered limar and the embarrassed smile were still clearly visible, not knowing why his feelings were there and for him.
"Who?"
"not nobody. It doesn't matter."
Mother approached and grabbed Limar in her arms. Limar who still holds the alcoholic drink, and still smiles.
"Mother should know him. Don't let you be like a phallus."
Limar bit his right thumb nail, and there was a very different taste.
"Here is Mother, it doesn't matter. Limar is also very happy to live alone, and can accompany Mother. If Limar gets married, there's definitely no accompanying Mother later."
"What are you doing to accompany Mother? Mother is old, baby. You are young and that is more important for your happiness. Clearly, you must know her."
"Mother knows him."
Hesti who was still hugging her daughter, and became even more curious. Taking off his embrace, looked at Limar's face. Both hands are on the shoulders of the limar. But, again Limar just looked down embarrassed.
Jakarta, it's 10 p.m.
...At Pras and Britney's house....
Tonight Alishba is not home, she is invited by Ghea to Abah Ferdi's house.
Pras and Britney in the living room were watching an action movie together. Britney is currently leaning on the chest of her husband's right side. Both of his hands held the void sofa. Pras quite enjoyed the movie with the actor who is famous by the name of The Rock.
"Darling, how am I going to get so heavy?"
"I don't like you!"
"So seriously you don't like it?"
"The Mas Pras I know is just like this, how much I like it so much."
"But that's cool, baby."
Britney looked at her husband, and held Pras' chin which slightly grew the fur of his beard.
"I like this. Not too macho, but pretty thin-haired."
Pras with a rancid, then said "If I become a brewokan how?"
"But I like Mas Pras like this. The point!!" Turned her face away, and Britney hissed "The more days Mas Pras got weird."
Pras who was still holding her right hand, but Britney did not lean back, the two eyes stared at each other sharply.
"I'm confused too. Lately, I have always wanted fitness and sports. I used to love it too, but it's weird, baby. Yesterday I was out of the gym. I went to the gym again this afternoon."
Britney squeezed her husband's hand and said, "Because you have our son, you're getting shy. Maybe you're the only time Mas, who thinks too much, makes yourself macho. Remember, I don't want you to be that burly."
Slowly Britney looked at her phone, and it was already 22:20 WIB. Britney saw the picture on her phone screen. Then he thought about his little princess.
Alishba is asleep? Is he fussy? Who's Alishba sleeping with tonight? The thought of the mother who missed the child.
Although Britney has gone abroad, and left Alishba, but still with the Papa. But this time, there were no Mama and Papa. What happens if it's late at night.
"Mas, I'm thinking of Alishba."
"Alishba is big. Ghea said that Alishba was fussy about the phone. Then there, there's Abah Ferdi and Mamah Sarah, just leave the same Opa and Omanya, baby."
"But Mas."
Pras turned his head towards his wife and said "You should get used to it, just believe it. Alishba's grown up, it's time she adjusted, let alone want to have a sister."
Pras stroked his wife's stomach, and Britney was anxious to see her husband's face.
"Emmss, I know Mas. But Alishba's father is naughty, I'm afraid of being nakalin." Both cheeks Pras seemed pulled Britney with anxiety.
Pras grabbed his wife's face and looked at her full of male charm, then asked "I? Did I ever want to copy you?"
Pras stood up with his head and hurried away, then turned to his wife who was still hugging the sofa cushion.
"My wife, I'll be waiting for you." With his rancid style, and unceasingly spread his deathly smile.
Britney squeezed the couch cushion, threw her pillow over the sofa, and rushed to follow her husband.
"Basic, Papa's rancid." His frown with a sweet smile.
Pras' smile was truly alluring, the wife alone was always helpless. How can she refuse, if she is fascinated by the death appeal of her husband.
The mantra of the night is intertwined with the moon, with love and romance. Blanket knitted warmth, which can make him sweat, and more passionate.
Skips!
...The Golden Mansion....
The girl with narrow eyes had not closed her eyes. It felt so strange, somehow the night was cold. After 3 days in home care, and she is back to health.
"I can't sleep."
Looking towards the husband who is already happy. Lingga worked all day in the factory, to control all the work of his employees, and saw the new bottle-printing machines coming.
The herbal products factory, managed by Mahatma Corporation, is located in West Java.
The factory that stood, on a very large land, was even more than thousands of acres. And that, belongs to the Mahatma Linga.
"Mas Linga."
Call her in a soft voice, and Vava sleeps sideways facing her husband. Both of his hands hugged the bolster, and his eyes still could not be sharpened.
"Mas Linga."
Vava's voice slowly woke the husband.
Linga with drowsiness, facing the face of the wife, then stroking her hair.
"Vava, what's wrong?"
With his eyes dimmed, because last night he was also sleep deprived, the wife every night restless and unsettled his sleep.
"Mas Linga. I'm hard to break."
Vava with a manyun and Lingga opened his eyes wide, his hands gently stroking the wife's hair.
"I'm elus-elus. Quickly crumple."
"Difficult!"
Slowly Lingga grabbed his wife's face, and hugged her.
"Come bobok. I'm so sleepy."
"Yes, I want to sleep too. But it's hard to feel."
Linga held his wife warmly, and Vava felt her husband's affection.
3 Days after fainting, and he still had to get a doctor's hand.
"What do you want my Christmas present for?" Tanya Lingga who still hugged his wife.
"Yes, it's Christmas soon." Answer Vava in a soft voice.
"What do you want?" Ask Linga, and kiss his wife's hair.
"I don't know." The answer.
"Tomorrow we're going to Grandpa's, and then we're celebrating Christmas at Dad's."
"Ems, I know. Nat told me. He told me he also arranged all my schedules."
"Well, if you get used to it."
Slowly Vava's hand reached on her husband's back and hugged him tightly. Slowly closed his eyes, and Linga seemed to be smiling sweetly, they ended up sleeping.
Hello everyone, because the holidays have arrived.
Mas Pras holiday first.
During the Christmas holidays and ahead of the new year, the author Mas Pras also wants a vacation at the home of in-laws. So, for you loyal readers, you must be patient. 🤗😘
Later after the holidays, there will be a continuation of the story of "CALL ME MAS! Season 2."
For those of you who are celebrating Christmas, merry Christmas yes, happy family gathering, and celebrate Christmas 🙏🥰😘
For those of you on vacation,
happy year-end holiday and happy new year.
Greetings to all of you.
Loppe seabrek yes 🥰😘
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"Make loyal readers Mas Pras. Mas Pras wants a vacation first. Mas Pras pamit first yes friends. See you next time. Bye bye." Say Mas Pras with its style of tengilnya ✌😎
"Britney said goodbye too, guys. Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to those of you who celebrate. Sorry, but we stayed first." Said Britney with a special smile on her face.
"Om, Aunt, Pakde, Budhe and friends. Alishba wants to join Papa and Mama on vacation. Alishba will be back later, bye bye." Alishba said cheerfully and adorable.
"Vava and Lingga, would also like to thank you. Happy Christmas and New Year. May we all have God's blessings." Say Vava and Lingga in a compact manner.
"Othor is also saying goodbye to friends." Said Othor gesrek with his sweet smile 🤭.
Love you, bye bye 🤗😘
