Hugging Lover in Prayer

The nosy Mecca

Holy wow!!!

Agam exclaimed, but quickly closed his mouth. He was leading the meeting, and there were many people in front of him. How not, while talking business under the table his hand opened the message sent by the wife. The dresses in Mr. Hanan's boutique are very attractive, Jena wants to wear them for a moment. Sending a picture of her who was wearing the wedding dress, of course, made Agam amazed, Jenaira was very beautiful.

"Sorry sir, is there a problem?" ask one of the people present.

"No. I just want to get married again." He looked at the photo of Jena with a big smile.

HUH!!!! Abian glared at Agam, how brazen this daughter-in-law is. Already on a simple job, with a schedule not every day, ehhh even want to get married again.

"Agam!!, what do you mean" hardik Abian.

"Huh??" Agam looks cengo. Why did her in-laws talk like they were angry.

The eyes of everyone present also horrified him, like he was about to skin himself. Lifting up her phone with a picture of Jena"This is you know, look at my beautiful Jenaira in a wedding dress. I want to marry her again."

"Haduhh Mr. Agam! just be surprised" said his co-worker.

Abian took Agam's phone and looked at Jenaira"Hemm, indeed beautiful. Just be careful if you intend to mess around. I hung it on your chili tree."

Mimik face can frown, soon after Abian laughs in the wake of the laughter of those who are there.

After laughing, they continued the meeting. After the meeting Abian and Agam announced the wedding plan Syailendra, although not blood but already like children and grandchildren for them.

"The invitation will be distributed after lunch. Don't forget to come" Abian said.

"Ready boss" said all of them.

In other places, as well as Agam who smiled when he saw the photo of Jena's submission, Syailendra was also so. Photos of Fateena in a wedding dress, now makes her smile incessantly.

"Thank God, soon we will be officially married" do not forget to express gratitude for all the goodness of the creator.

Still undergoing daily life in the restaurant kitchen, Syailendra did not undergo pingit rituals like what Fateena experienced. Just three days before her wedding day, she was forced to take the day off.

"How's it??" Mecca was giving the girlfriend a leaf in the brother's hand. The wedding party will be held in a boarding house, and the two brothers have been there. Wanting to feel the sensation of being a santriwati, Mecca occupied the room that was once inhabited by Fateena with Nida. The room has been occupied by Hani, and since meeting Mecca has been seen familiar with him.

"How is what?."

"You married? how's it feel?."

Turning his eyeballs to and fro, Syailendra smiled slightly afterwards.

"Diddeliver!! even a smile. You answer dong!." This girl stopped polishing the girlfriend leaf that had been smoothed before, now her hand was hanging in the air.

"You don't see your face glow like this, you should already know what it's like."

A little tilting his head"Yes, Brother lately often smiled to himself. It turns out that people who want to get married are as thin as crazy people."

"Meccaaaa!!."

"Hihihihi see Brother is happy that Mecca is so anxious."

"Yes not on ledekin dong!."

"Your face if you sulk again it's funny!. I'm like a meerkat."

"Yeah!! Mecca!!" syailendra.

Not wanting to enjoy the naughtiness of Syailendra's naughty hands, when Mecca also ran from the middle room of Kyai Bahi's residence. Only wearing knee-length shorts, Syailendra stopped chasing the steps of a thousand sisters. Cursed teeth, that's all it sounds from Syailendra's mouth.

"Review you!!" peeking at Mecca from the inside, through the black windowpanes.

"Bweekkk!!" as if I do not know fear, Mecca is getting more literate Syailendra.

It was already evening then, the santri putra began to step towards the Mosque. There were some son santri who saw Mecca mocked Enda, they laughed while still in the distance. As it got closer to Mecca, they quickly turned their faces away. Before the men passed behind her, Mecca headed straight for the first gate of the female dormitory, feeling very embarrassed to cross paths with them.

Leaving Enda irritated, Mecca entered the second gate, down the hallway to her temporary room.

"Assalamualaikum" said his greetings when he wanted to enter the room.

"Waalaikumsalam" Hani's voice came from inside the room.

"Mecca, I'm done cooking. You want to have dinner with me?."

"In the dorm kitchen?."

"Can. What's it like cooking in a dorm kitchen??."

He?? hani's forehead is made to grin"The cooking as usual, it must be different, yes it feels?."

Again, chuckle"And cooking time with other friends. How's it feel?."

"It's normal."

"Why the hell, you seem very curious about the cooking activities in the kitchen dormitory." Pull up a chair and sit there. Hani opened the notebook he had used to copy some answers to Nahwu.

"The client knows. Most of you will cook your own food, you must be good at cooking."

"Especially not. It's just fitting again cook us free to create, so cooking activities are like play events."

"Well!!! this is what I mean!" sambar Mecca's.

Staring at Mecca with both eyes flickering.

Mecca also began to tell stories about himself who likes to cook but rarely given the opportunity to cook. Considering Abi and her brother are cooks, Mecca is always spoiled for stomach affairs. Seeing the dishes that she often enjoyed, Mecca also wanted to make such dishes. Unfortunately, the Umma is still not convinced by the ability to cook Mecca, not without reason Zafirah forbid him to be creative in the kitchen, this is for his safety.

"Why is it forbidden to cook by yourself?."

"Umma said I was forgetful."

"Oh yeah? what kind of forgetful?."

"I once cooked soup while watching television. I forgot that soup until Umma's pot."

Plaque!!. Hani patted her own forehead.

"I once helped Bang Enda burn Chicken, but...." Mecca hung the words.

"The charred?."

Mecca shakes.

"Continue?."

"The chicken I've cooked has eaten a little."

"End dong finally??."

Yep"yes." His word.

Hani scratches the cheek that does not itch"Empah Mecca, right what do ustadzah Zafirah, you do not need to go down to the kitchen."

"Huh!! you're just like Umma."

"When are you going to shower?. The queue is long."

Mecca knows very well if you want to take a shower must queue first here. Not wanting to do that he intended to bathe in the Grandpa's residence alone.

"Eh I saw you running from inside Mr. Kyai's house, what's wrong?."

Hani's question reminded Mecca of Syailendra"Yaaahh I forgot again made Abang upset" took a towel from the top of the iron clothesline.

"I was going to take a bath at Grandpa's, but I was pissed off by you."

"Hahahah" Hani laughed.

"Let's take a bath" she asked with a soft face.

"Yes, than to Grandpa's house in Bang Enda's pinch."

Hani laughs again, Pak Kyai's grandson this one is random once his behavior.

To be continued...

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