FIRST NIGHT (Season 1, 2, And 3)

[Season 2] Chapter.15 - Plan Accorded

Jino looked at Nisa with a serious look. His forehead was deeply wrinkled and his nose looked tense. The man then nodded twice to his lady. Nisa bit her lower lip agitated. In the woman's hands there is already a super advanced rectangular object that displays search engine images.

“You sure you want to cheat your mom like a gini?” Jino was still worried and somewhat worried.

Nisa sighs resignedly. “I'm not a problem. You're just gonna be surprised, aren't you?" Nisa weigh.

“ Hopefully Nothing, Yank.” Jino said slowly. “In the meantime we follow the advice of Brother Nevan first. The important thing is we get married" he continued, half frustrated. Jino is still in doubt about their plans.

“Sister Nevan is also sure of this plan. He said this is the only ultimate move for naklukin blessing mamah at this time.” Nisa tried to convince herself.

"I follow how good it is, Yank. I know we're in a difficult position now. It's my fault that the ballom was successful." Jino said softly. She loves Nisa so much, maybe it's the only way to get a little dirty. But, isn't dirty daring good? It seems that advertising is useful also for reckless capital.

They look at each other. Nisa wants to immediately launch her plan so that she can quickly step with Jino to the guarantee, at least to KUA. However, Nisa still seemed unsure. Because Diana is the type of super fierce mothers, not at all still not. Could it be that this way would work, or would Jino have to actually fertilize their new Nisa be able to ijab qabul? The girl started to stretch into the distance. His head shook, amused himself to think of twenty-one plus things.

“Yank, you don't want to marry me, do you?” Jino finally asked that stupid question. Questions that will definitely be answered Nisa, “You are, Yank! How is that, anyway?”

Jino scratched his head, but just shampooed this morning. “After you were not sure how to fight with me. But, actually I myself was worried anyway.”

“Lho, this is me fighting again, Yank.” Nisa protest.

“But you haven't agreed.” Jino won't lose and retaliates. “Kat Nevan's plan isn't entirely bad, Nis. Bayangin, if successful we can marry.”

“Yank, do not forget, also imagine if mamah rampage and throw kamh using a cutting board if caught lying.” Nisa is fantasizing more and more. “You haven't forgotten ‘kan, if I've been tied up on the flagpole in front of the post RW time boy?”

Jino shuddered in horror at the thought. "How do you think dong?"

Nisa just grinned a horse. “Yes, try it first. If successful marriage, if failed .. yes tetep nikah.”

“Lho?”

“Married run, Yank!” Nisa laughed loudly.

“Aren't you tired?!” the guy is absurd. “Capek you know, ijab qabul while running, especially if you use kebaya.”

“So you want to go through the plan of Kak Nevan, or not?” Nisa made sure once again. “Quite phone mamah and say one sentence to her.” Nisa is getting hotter. Also cried if he managed to prank the super authoritarian mother.

“Mah .. Nisa .. ha-pregnant.” Nisa was practicing her sentence. “But, ba-new two weeks, kok.”

Jino held back a smile. He wanted to laugh at Nisa's strange expression. “Continuously?”

“Restui me and Jino get married, yes, mah?” Nisa continued acting. He looks like a new scrolling board artist riding a tree.

Jino was unable to stem her kekehannya. Her boyfriend's style is very funny and strange according to her.

However, Jino sighed, she did not really understand Nisa's thoughts and Nevan's evil plans. They are delicious just behind the guy. Well, Nisa? Obviously, he was the victim. The person who will contact you directly is himself. The rest is just figurines, enlivening but useless. Basic Them! Not to mention the pure and white Jino, having to accept the reality of being involved with such a heavy lie. Since childhood he was anti-lying, until arguably the most honest man caged chicken. You see his hobby is rooster noodles and chicken horn.

“Where? I'm calling you now?! Lagian mamah will definitely not be upset with her son who again ‘hamil’, ‘kan?” Nisa is deceiving herself. He quickly grabbed his cell phone and took a deep breath.

Before starting the action. Nisa seemed to think for a moment. Phone is indeed a tokcer, he can certainly immediately know how his mother's response. However, the phone is also vulnerable to being caught. What else Nisa is shrewd and good at lying.

While if Jino were to call, her voice must be trembling. Can be bothered also if later the guy even keceplosan. Their holy wedding plans. Instead of blessing, it could even fail to mate who harvested Jino and Nisa later.

“Chat how, Yank?” Jino suddenly proposed an idea. He is not sure if the call is immediately raised.

Nisa's eyes immediately sparkled as soon as she heard the idea. He breathed a distance with Jino, then gently grasped the boy's hand. Nisa then went down the fingers of her girl, then took the smartphone that had been in the hands of the man.

Jino glanced with no interest, while Nisa was fiddling with something with passion. Not long after that the girl threw the phone carelessly into the bag. Jino's eyes suddenly glared. How not, just in the short message application Nisa sends a chat to her prospective in-laws. It contains only 3 words: Mah, Nisa is pregnant. Then his heart immediately pounded, like a thief had spent shoplifting sandals in a mushola.

“But a minute, Yank!” Nisa looked at the young man fixedly.

“Iya, why Yank?”

“It looks like we forgot to send pictures, yes?” Nisa quickly retrieved the phone and opened her mobile browser, and headed for the search engine. “Mamah definitely do not believe that without pictures.” The girl continued, “No pict \= hoax!”

Jino shook her head resignedly, you mother-mommy of the times now!

After they finished sending the picture, they both placed their phones on the table. Waiting for an answer from Diana, the mother who is a craftsman as well as a super scary prospective in-law.

Meanwhile in other places, in other positions, and in other conditions .. Diana just finished holding an arisan event with complex mothers. The fashionably dressed woman clad in a pink blazer got off the taxi online, and was about to break into the house. Nahas, his phone suddenly went off briefly. A notification just came in. The middle-aged woman who had intended to give five stars to online taxi drivers, accidentally read the excerpt of the message that appeared on the screen.

Damn, the text quote is gone, closed the notification of the arisan group that discusses the foot soup of Betawi Bu Sumanti goat that is matchless. Diana entered the house, and there happened to be a maid watching TV sitting under the carpet.

“Lho, you know!” Nevan fuss himself, “Mistress, why?”

“This visa, you know, sent WA.”

Mbok Irah helped Diana sit on the sofa.

The woman held the phone for a while, then her face suddenly turned deathly pale. Mbok Irah turned his head and his employer had gawked like a possessed man.

“Father!” Mbok Irah shook Diana's body slowly, “Money why? Mistress?” Mbok Irah is panicking.

Diana was stunned, half-dead in shock. His body went limp all of a sudden, it was fortunate that he was sitting on the sofa. All his energy was sucked out of nowhere. His mind was empty, and it seemed like this was all happening because he was not good at guarding Nisa.

“Mistress?” Mbok Irah stared worriedly, but Diana even glared angrily like an idolatrous person.

The housekeeper was shocked, then blinked in confusion and Diana looked back blankly. He also thought, maybe his employer was possessed. “Mbah, please get out of the madam's body, Mbah. He's not a tiger, Mbah!” racau Mbok Irah thought Diana was possessed by her ancestors.

“Durhaka you Nisa!” Diana suddenly shouted. “Mamah shock know not?!”

Mbok Irah relented a little backwards, at least he was grateful his employer was not possessed by the spirit of the tiger papandayan. “Syok why, Nyah?”

“Nisa ... Nisa ...” Diana stammered, reading a chat from Nisa that was only three words. “Nisa pregnant!”

Mbok Irah.

Diana's cell phone notification rang again. From Nisa. This time it is not three magic sentences, but a photo set in the bathroom with a blue two-line perspective. Diana's retina widened, I don't know how many times. His breathing suddenly tightened, and his gaze darkened instantly. The mother of two was unconscious.

Turn Mbok Irah who spot the heart when Diana fell unconscious.

“Mrs! Awake, madam!" Mbok Irah.

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The ringing of the house phone rang loudly, Mbok Irah was confused to take care of which one used to be. But finally he decided to pick up the phone, then would call the doctor Irawan - the doctor of the Main family.

"Hello? The Main Residence is here."

"Hello, Mbok huh? This is Nevan, Mbok. Mama exists?"

"Oh Den Nevan, it's Den, Madam passed out!" mbok Irah's voice panicked.

"Fainted?! How can?! What's up, Mbok?!"

"No idea, Den. But she said, 'Non Nisa's pregnant."

Nevan was heard breathing heavily. "Yaudah Mbok hunted phone doctor Irawan huh? Nevan will be told again how mamah condition."

"Good, Den."

Call terminated immediately. Mbok Irah was trembling looking for a phone book and squeezed one of the contact numbers listed on behalf of the doctor Irawan.

"Miss .... "

"Pregnant .... "

Mbok Irah spoke to the doctor while looking at the delirious Diana. It was seen how depressed a Diana Kartika Utama was. Socialites who like to manage their children but rarely digubris it looks very depressed.

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By : Depa & Bluessberry

Uwoow halow my readers. Hopefully still faithfully waiting for the story of FN season 2 is likely to be longer than season 1. Oh yes, for a few chapters. In the future I will be helped my partner loh. So don't be surprised. Hehe.

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