Handsome Duda Haus Belai

Handsome Duda Haus Belai
matchmaking plans.



ms. Patma seemed busy preparing food at the table.Today her house will be the arrival of guests so she cooks more than usual.


"sister two is coming home, ma'am?" ask ica to her mother.


"no ca." she replied.


"then why do you cook so much?"


"today we will have guests" said ma'am Patma.


"who's mom?"


"you will know later."


shortly thereafter the long-awaited guest has arrived. Pak mukti warmly welcomes his arrival and immediately invites him to eat together.


"wah so bad, just came already told to eat" said pak ardi chuckled.


"it's okay! I know, if eating is your hobby since childhood." mukti mukti chuckled at his little friend.


"let's please enjoy the dish, mumpung is still warm." said the friendly mother patma to her husband's best friend.


"actually I had breakfast with my wife and child.but because what is said by mukti is true, if my hobby is eating. then I will be happy to taste it" he said chuckling.


after finishing eating, mukti invited pak ardi to sit in the living room.


"didn't you have a daughter, and where is she? I didn't see him."


"now he lives in J city with his grandmother" said mukti.


"so sweet! though I would love to meet him." said Mr. Ardi.


"what about your son?" ask mukti sir while igniting the cigarette in his hand, then suck it.


mr. Ardi was stunned for a moment. "he still can not forget his late wife.even though I want to see her happiness." said lirih pak ardi to his best friend. "does your daughter already have a boyfriend?" tanyakanya.


"it doesn't seem to."


"if possible, I would love to propose to your daughter for my son" he said spontaneously.


"what?" mukti looked very surprised.


"yes, I'd love to tighten the cord between us! actually, I've been wanting to express this desire for a long time, but my son has been chasing to introduce his own woman."


mr. Mukti was stunned for a moment. "if we leave it to each of them. as parents, we can only pray the best for our children." said pak mukti.


"yes, I also will not insist that your son will not marry my son, but on condition that we introduce them first! because I'm sure, your son will not be able to reject the charismatic face that my son has." said pak Ardi chuckled.


**


tet.tet....


sindi kept honking her car horn. "dwi cepetan dong. later I stay nih." he shouted.


"yes, a minute!" dwi appeared to come out in haste while wearing his hakhils.


"very long! just say it." grunts.


"yes, his name is also a girl, it's natural that the dress is old" said the two defend themselves. "alaw, if I go down in the streets again." he threatened.


"today's birthday, I'm confused to give him what gift" said Sindi in the middle of her trip.


dwi was silent not responding.


"stick on? giving advice to. what to." whine to dwi.


dwi immediately put his cellphone, then looked at Sindi. "wait, you just vent?" tanyanya stared in Sindi's face.


sindi snorted in annoyance. "you think?" his jolt.


"hehe.." dwi even grinned. "so you ask for advice?"


sindi nodded as she swung her mouth.


"why don't you just give her a watch?"


"good, good idea.we let's go now" said Sindi as she raised her hand and increased the speed of her car.


**


"sir azka.." call edwin his assistant.


"yes?" azka.


"today we will have a meeting with a client" he said.


"wait five more minutes." pinta azka.


"good sir."


being a hotel general manager is certainly not an easy job.Azka must carry out the task of planning and organizing and arranging all hotel management operational in order to have an efficient performance.


"sir Azka we have arrived" said edwin who drove it.


"you prepared all the files."


"well sir." edwin followed him from behind.


"that guy? I think I've seen it?" said the dwi who did not stop staring at the man who had just passed him.


"of course! almost every night we meet him at the club" Sindi said.


faintly the dual tried to recall the man's face. "yes, you're right! he is a rude man that we often meet at the club." exclaimed dwi.


"rough?"


"yes." yeah."


"know to me he's a cold and ignorant person, unless you first tease him" said Sindi.


"do you know him?" ask dwi.


"no! I only knew the story about him from my male friend and it just so happened that he knew Azka" Sindi explained.


"azka?"


"yes, his name is azka" explained Sindi.


"his attitude and appearance are very different when he is at the club" said dwi.


"of course.you see he is rich in meeting, obviously he must be dressed neatly and politely.because otherwise, all his clients will run away" said Sindi chuckled.


"yes you are right! what else if he shows his rude attitude in front of his client, who there is his client will even run away, rode in fear." said two follow-up chuckled.


unconsciously apparently they laughed hard enough that the visitors at the restaurant were staring at him, not least azka, who stared cynically at the two. because the distance between them was not too far away.


"jep.." instantly Sindi instantly silenced the mouth of the two with her hand.


dwi brushed it off. "what the hell is a sikh?"


"you laugh at the tightness! you see, everybody's staring at us."


dwi stared around, then his gaze locked onto the azka who was staring cynically at him.


"okay, the meeting we finally got here! I say retreat." said azka full of courtesy.and then greet the two men in front of him.


azka walks past the seat of the dwi and the sindi.


"he looks very dignified" said Sindi while propping her face with both hands.


"cihh, don't you already have riko sir?" hiss dwi stared cynically at him.


"once it's okay wi times, make a snack" he said.


"flags? what do you think they're food for?" dwi.


"yes ampyuun wi. so girls don't be so innocent why? we can't depend on one guy! as long as we are not married, we are still free to fly our wings anywhere if we want." said Sindi.


"means I can dong approach riko sir, as long as you're not married?" he said he was joking, but Sindi took it seriously.


"nih... if you dare to mess with riko." said Sindi while raising his fist.