Charm Duda Ganteng But Jutek
Chapter 196
Billy was on standby in Alby's yard at about seven in the morning. Alby, astonished, decides to meet Billy.
"Bill?"
"Good morning sir!", said Billy politely.
"Morning! What's in front of my house so early? We accompany Azmi to Bandung later in the afternoon."
"Sorry Mr. Alby, there's something important I want to say!", Billy replied but his eyes turned to the door. There was Amara standing there. Alby turned to his wife who was staring at him and also the leader of the bodyguard.
"What's wrong?", asked Alby.
"Doesn't it matter if you hear it?", asked Billy. Alby nodded.
"Today Frans will fly to London. And the legal process in his country will also continue!", Billy said.
(Sorry for othor's ignorance in this field)
"Owh. Thanks for the info Bill!"
"Together sir!"
"Today I'm not going to the office, Azmi will leave with us."
"Well Sir!"
"Your men are on standby, aren't they Bil?"
"certain sir. I've also spread them to some point not far from here."
"Good job Bill! You see.my mind my wife is less fit so maybe she is better at home!"
"Mrs Amara is sick sir?"
"Yes, the stomach acid went up last night vomiting. That's why it's still pale!"
"Gastric acid sir? Could be.Mrs pregnant sir! Pregnant people are also signs of vomiting!", replied Billy.
Alby furrowed his brows and smiled.
"We just got married bi-weekly Bill, there-there's just! Mara was just exhausted and had a relapse!", Alby patted Billy's arm.
"Yes, right. Maybe I know when I am inexperienced. Then, excuse me sir. I was waiting in front of Mrs Hartama's house!", Billy said.
"Yes Bill, thank you very much!"
Billy leaves Alby's house. The handsome man who was still wearing knee-length pants went back inside the house. Amara herself sat on her bench. I was enjoying lemon tea.
"Honey, you're going to relapse instead of drinking gini-rich acid?", Alby took Amara's still-warm lemon tea.
"Ngga acid A. That's a lot of sugar. My mouth doesn't taste good, so I want lemon tea to make it good. If you don't believe it, it's sweet!" said Amara.
Alby handed the glass back to his wife.
"Later, you're at home with Mak and Nabil?! Aa same Mang Sapto who will accompany Azmi, the same Billy as well. There's Billy's men standing guard around here."
"Why can't I come?"
"You're not fit anymore baby!", Alby clasped Amara's hand.
"But I also want to watch Azmi and Nur's wedding! I was wondering whose dowry was what letter was it?"
"A Rahman's Letter?!", replied Alby.
"Yes, I was suggling yesterday. Long enough letter. Again and again there is the same word. Emang Azmi can memorize, not confused?"
Alby smiling.
"Azmi former santri ponpes Zzz in Bandung babe. He's also hafidz Qur'an! Let alone Surat Ar Rahman, from Al Baqarah to three kul at the end of the Koran sheet he had memorized!"
Amara gaped, almost in disbelief. Apparently oh it turns out, behind his absurd attitude all this time, there are advantages Azmi that Amara does not know. He thought, Azmi is only the type of man who follows the sunah does not touch the opposite sex which is not mahram. Turns out he's more than that.
Amara chuckled softly. Alby could think that way.
"Do you think that?", asked Amara still a little laugh.
"Yes, Azmi had a lot of pluses!", replied Alby.
"You know, I'm interested in Azmi, why not from the past, when you rejected me blatantly. Aren't you?"
"Ishh.!" said Alby.
"Hehehe, remember that. Let alone your jargon A, ahem.'we're not that close'. Oath A, if that inget my heart pokes a lot!", said Amara in a made-up melancholy style.
Alby grabbed Amara's shoulder.
"Yes sorry, but that was it! It was you who made me chase you!", replied Alby.
"Yes, but I also long to get no certainty. Though we often hmmmppttt....!"
Amara did not continue her sentence anymore because she was silenced by her husband!
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At the Azmi boarding house, he was already preparing to wear casual clothes. Because the departure will still be a little afternoon, he can still relax first.
Relaxed? Actually no! He was just trying to seem okay. In fact, a sense of groggy still hit his heart.
He played his cell phone while descending from his room on the third floor to the car park. He had prepared a change of clothes and all his documents had been at Nur's house since morning so that they could be registered that day. Their marriage is legitimate. Moreover, tomorrow it has started fasting. The government agency also took an early fasting holiday, as well as its offices.
Nur sent a picture in which the living room of his brother's house had been conjured into a simple guarantee with white shades. Not a real guarantee, rather a beautiful decoration with shades of white and fresh flowers.
Azmi only replies 'good' to Nur's drawings. Nur who understood what her future husband was like just a short sigh understood the cry of Azmi's speech.
About half an hour, Azmi had arrived at Mak Titin's house. There is Billy and Mang Sapto who seems to be busy moving things into Alp**** belong to Nabil.
"Assalamualaikum!", Azmi greeted everyone.
"Goddessalam! Uh, incumbent tos dugi!", ledek mang Sapto.
"Mang sapto can be!", said Azmi shyly.
"Definitely deg-degan nih!", ledek mang Sapto again.
"Muhun mang!", Azmi said still blushing.
"Oh yeah Mang, that's what?"
"All right dong for the bride!", replied Mang Sapto.
"Huh? Do I not buy anything?", asked Azmi.
"Yes, but this is Mara's acc tea. From dawn it's been anterin to here."
"Huh?!", Azmi ngelag. Shortly after, Mak Titin came out to say hello to Azmi.
"Alhamdulillah, you finally want to get married too Mi!" said Mak.
"Yes Mak. Alhamdulillah!", said Azmi.
"Hampura ya Mi's. Mak same Nabil can not nemenin you. Amara tea is sick, Kasian or if she's alone at home. Are you Sapto and Alby? Just think of us as your family!", said Mr. Titin. Azmi felt very moved. He who is only his son's employee in the office, already considered his own family by his boss' family.
O Allah, what practice I have done until I am so lucky to meet good people like them, inner Azmi was moved.
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is there anyone waiting for Azmi's wedding party huh???? 🤭🤭🤭🤭
