Getting Married through Tradition

63. Not Move-On yet

"how are you, baby! I've been waiting for you for a long time, I don't think. You become the wife of a cosmetic entrepreneur. No matter how much you struggle to keep your husband a secret from me, I've finally found out!" bagas said with a mocking look.

"Let go of me, Gas! It's in a public place. Don't act so recklessly!" said Lita with a hate tone and tried to release the trap Bagas.

Lita was scared. What if the employee sees this. Bagas' behavior is very disrespectful.

It is true, they are young parents who at any time can still arise feelings of love. Either in one's own partner, or in another's partner.

"Tell me, if you miss me too, Lita!" said Bagas with his mesra.

"What are you talking about! Remember, Gas! We are old. It is not appropriate for you to behave like this," said Lita growled.

Bagas even laughed mockingly at Lita's words. From the end of the turn there, there was a sound of people chattering. Apparently, these people are going to walk to the toilet. Lita was feeling unusually nervous. What if they are caught in a bad situation. Bagas locks Lita's body in his arms.

"Gas, let me go! There are people who will come here" said Lita afraid.

"Tell me first that you still love me, Lit,"

"You're crazy! You and I have no relationship. Don't talk too much!"

"You see, let your employees see all this" Bagas said with a smile as the steps drew closer.

"Everytime I won't say that. Our relationship was over when Junior High first, aware of you! You and I have no relationship. Quickly let go of me, Bagas! My wife and husband are waiting for us. Don't be crazy!" lita said in a soft voice.

Sweat had soaked Lita's forehead. The footsteps will soon turn. Bagas enjoyed Lita's fear. Bagas finally released his grip from Lita's body, along with the two female works of Bu Darma.

"Good day, Mom, sir!" greet the nuns Bu Darma.

"Yes, good day!" reply Lita smiled.

With quick footsteps, Lita immediately left the toilet. He allowed his clothes and hair to be a little messy. He also wiped the sweat that had soaked his forehead with a handkerchief he always carried in his pocket.

"Truly crazy the Bagas, that's. Deciding on Bagas first, was a very appropriate thing. He's really disgusting!" said Bu Darma in his heart.

Ms. Darma was very upset with Bagas' treatment. He shuddered and felt disgusted when he imagined the treatment of Bagas earlier. Someone who has married courageously touches someone else's wife.

Darmawan noticed his wife's returned face with her face bent. However, he immediately smiled back when he met face to face with Bu Bagas.

***

After changing clothes, Hana accompanied Hasan to lunch at the dining table. He sighed to see Hasan who came still wearing his sausage uniform.

"You should change your clothes first, San! Just come get me," said Hana.

"Because! Abis I'm done eating, we go straight home, yeah,"

"Well, don't you wait for Papah to come home first?"

"What time is he coming home?"

"Em, don't know. Usually, it's noon back. But sometimes evenings, sometimes even malems,"

"Well, not sure! Why were you not the same, Mamah," said Hasan then drank a glass of water.

"I'm calling try,"

"Don't. Who knows if you are busy. We're going home now. Sometimes we play again" Hasan moved from his seat.

"It's just that you're eating here, you!"

"Ye, my goal is to pick you up. Who told me to eat here who's hayo? Go home now. I have a surprise, for you!"

"Well, surprise? Oh, what, San!" hana asked and approached Hasan.

"Go home first if you want to know," said Hasan folded his hands on his chest.

Hana seemed to think. He smiled and asked for permission to go to the room first.

"Okay, let me go to the room firstwell, take my OSIS uniform,"

"Don't be long!" exclaim Hasan.

Hana immediately ran towards her room. He sat on the edge of the bed and sent a message to the King. Hana wanted to confirm the existence of the King because she was still afraid if, the King secretly followed her.

"Ja, where are you?" Send.

The king who was eating meatballs at his subscription place smiling sumringah got the first message from Hana.

"Cie nanyain me. You miss me?" reply the King with a smile.

"Emang is so sweet," muttered Hana while typing a message.

"Where else is the answer?" send.

The king frowned reading a reply from Hana.

"Why is this child, the question makes me suspicious," said the King then sipped his iced tea.

Long time no reply, Hana sent another message.

"Kingaaaaaa! Reply dong!"

The king chuckled reading the chat from Hana. He decided to call Hana.

Hana sighed, "open my chat back, she called!" hana Mumbles.

"Hallo, King! Why don't you answer my chat!" hana said without further ado.

"What's up? Why are you so! You want me to play at your house?" ask the king from across the street.

"No, I just want a mastiin you won't follow me away!"

"Oh, so that's why?" asked the King with a smile.

"Where are you going? Would you like me to anterin?" ask the King again.

"King, answer me now, where are you? You promised to obey me," said Hana a little annoyed.

"Yes yes, that's it. I'm at Pak Min's meatball stall again! You want to follow?"

"Where is the place?"

"Front of the city square to the south. If you want to come here, I wait for you," said the King with a smile.

"Oh, you better take home well, if you have finished eating. Don't stop by anywhere,"

"Em, thanks for the attention. But, I think I'd like to stop by,"

"Where else to go? Just go home, Ja!" hana said annoyed.

Hana was a little nervous. Hasan must have been impatiently waiting for him downstairs.

"I don't want to know anyway. You have to get home!" exclaim Hana.

"Why the hell, Koq insisted on telling me to go home. Go home to me or you?" The king teased Hana who already sounded annoyed.

"King! Don't mess around. I'm serious,"

"I'm serious too honey, hahaha,"

"King?!" Hana emphasized her tone of speech.

"Yes yes, this is why I want to go to the hospital, keep going home," said the King, holding back a laugh.

Hearing the word of the hospital, Hana suddenly changed her expression and became a little soft in tone.

"Koq to the hospital, who's sick, Ja? You?" ask Hana softly.

"I'm doing fine. My grandmother's in the hospital,"

"Oh that. Em, yes greetings to your grandmother well, may the spit be healed. Inget, from there you go straight home well,"

"Yes the licker!" answer King.

Hana actually wanted to answer the statement of the King who called himself a lick-smith. But, if it continues to be treated, the chatter will never be finished.

Hana disconnects her call, and immediately puts her sausage uniform into her rangsel bag. He went down the stairs to the bottom.

Hana dyed to find Hasan. Hasan seems to have perched on his motorcycle with a pouty face.

"Sory, long time?" hana asked with a sweet smile.

Hasan glanced at Hana in annoyance. Her eyeballs continued to follow Hana's movements, making Hana feel bad.

"Don't ngliatin I'm dong, San! I'm afraid to know" said Hana.