I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 22

"Are we really just traveling alone?" I asked the nyebelin om when we were going to his black Fortuner car parked in the basement of Abraham's residence.

"Heums"

"Don't invite bik Ijah and others om to join the tour together we will be exciting om," My advice is enthusiastic about traveling the more exciting rame-rame.

How do you know my advice will be asserted by the om nyebelin, so that I am also not alone as nyebelin creature seontera universe.

"No Alena." Idih advice I should not be considered just not at all, well ntu directly in the word unclear it was rejected yekan.

Basic om nyebelin, om freezer, om triplex, mannequin statue, astral creature is complete my swear to this om nyebelin. But only in my heart did I throw it.

While my lips pursed manyun-manyun not clear serah dah ni om nyebelin want to consider me paan bodo very.

"Ih the om stingy aamirr. Do not stingy om especially those who work for us plus the work is always good and trustworthy. Ntar rezeky about drag new loh nyaho." My lips, my eyes look at him annoyed.

Now we have entered and are in the car sitting side by side in the front cabin of the black fortune car owned by this om nyebelin. With the position of the om nyebelin is clearly sitting on the steering wheel as the driver and I as the sole passenger who sits right to his left.

"Why do you want me or swear me Alena?"

This nyebelin om immediately turned towards me with a sharp look from his eagle eyes.

Deggs..

Looks like my words made him angry?

Duh I do not mean begito loh om, anyways if om stingy and drag rezekynya I am also bothered not to be able to make the maximum material living from him.

I am not materialistic but realistic. Would pay for college and others would use money instead of using banana leaves let alone use lime leaves.

"Idih si om souzon aja Alena. Who does not want to let alone swear, Alena is just a chrysanthemum tie (criticism and advice) is lo om." My elak, yes that was not what I meant like the om nyebelin said and thought.

"It's not you who's been souzon with me Alena." Said telak.

"Yach the end of the om's behavior more often makes Alena so think so well consciously or unconsciously." Obviously I do not want to lose what this nyebelin om said to me.

"Basar boy." taunted the babes.

"Based on om-om." My ridicule won't lose.

"Let my om-om stay handsome really." Pongah.

Ih I know om times if it is handsome but do not have to be arrogant that too times.

"Songong is so much the om." I turned my face towards the car window.

The nyebelin om also started his car and started to drive his car. This morning at exactly 07:45 we have started to leave for Mangrove Wonorejo located on Jl. Raya Wonorejo, Surabaya City, East Java. Open daily at 08:00 am until 18:00 pm.

I did not bring anything because said the om will go home later alias later in the afternoon. So I thought I was just bringing a mukena, though, my wallet and smart phone and powerbank alone are enough in addition to some powder and lip balm and hand body in my sling bag that is medium-sized black.

This time the om nyebelin mamakai casual stelan that makes him look younger and cool is a jacket made of blackish jeans so that it is combined with plain white shirts in it and jeans faded blue with the use of white men's sneakers.

While I wear a long-sleeved top made of soft sweeter pink combined with blue jeans do not forget I wear sneakers my white color is also the same as the color of sneakers shoes the om nyebelin these. But inget we did not make a deal, let alone pretentious couple-lan something no.

"Om how many hours are we traveling from here to there?" I was curious because I had never been there.

Yes boro-boro to Mangrove Wonorejo, to Surabaya just this is the first time for me.

I still sit comfortably leaning on the front passenger bench to the left of this nyebelin om

driving his car while my eyes occasionally look towards the front of the glass and to my left is the car window.

"About 30-45minutes" he answered briefly without turning to me to stay focused on looking at the road while driving the car.

"Oo, kirain Alena we will take hours to get there. Is the place good?" I asked again than diem I thought I was trying to wonder because I was quite kepo with a place that would be this nyebelin om treats me.

Want to find and see on the go*gle tab I was lazy from last night for me to open the go*gle until now, I have been lazy, I prefer to open the app to read a novel and then read a novel that I like and is about to be interesting to me.

"You'll see when we get to our destination." Again the short answer, precise and dense with flat mode is always the mainstay of this nyebelin om.

I just turned the lazy eyeball and returned to my left car window to see the streets we were going through while going to Mongrove Wonorejo.

Silence without conversation and also without the sound of music chanting from the audio of this car. We were just focusing on each of these activities: the driver was driving and I was clearly looking at the street around through the car window.

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Entering the mangrove forest we will be greeted with a lot of mangrove trees and it looks beautiful and refreshing eyes for those of us who usually see highways and skyscrapers that are often seen many in Jakarta.

We will soon arrive at the main door of this place, the om immediately parked his car in a special parking area.

"We've arrived?" I asked to make sure after the uncle turned off his car engine and parked the car properly and correctly.

"Curl down." Tell the om nyebelin while removing his seat belt.

'Ih no other contact who asked the other also answered, basic om nyebelin.' I grunt in my heart with annoyance.

I removed my seat belt and got out of the car immediately.

Any way, but the way when this nyebelin om bring a backpack suddenly has a backpack perched on his back. My feeling earlier that I saw this nyebelin om bring nothing but bring himself, myself and his black Fortuner car.

"You don't stay away from me, you're welcome!" The construction is firm while at a glance this nyebelin om glances at me with his eagle eyes.

"Emang Alena, what kind of boy is afraid of everything," I told the nyebelin om.

"Yes, just a boy who can say adults can also say if not carefully take care of myself and I do not want to be bothered looking for you if until you actually say." Strictly commemorate.

The om nyebelin also walked towards the gate like a welcome gate made of bamboo and I saw the inscription Jogging Track Ecotourism Mangrove Wonorejo, Surabaya at the top clearly.

We also entered Mangrove Jogging Track section.

Jogging track also serves as a cross road for visitors when entering the mangrove forest area. The weather also feels cool even though the sun this time is quite hot in the morning.

"Yes, but that's not the concept either." Ketusku while pursing my lips irritated.

On this Jogging track looks made of wooden boards covered with thick bamboo arranged docked along the bridge and sturdy when stepped.

Me and the om nyebelin stepped along a wooden bridge that was solid with strong and sturdy bamboo. My eyes scrutinize every part glancing wherever the eyes look. Nature is very green and beautiful.

"Om have no camera?" I ask while these eyes still enjoy the scenery around them.

The om directly flipped his backpack towards the front opening his zipper and took out something from inside his backpack.

"It's just this camera I brought." The nyebelin om thrust a pocket camera brand can*n black in silver padu to me.

I immediately accepted "Well, this is more than enough, but Alena can pinjem first, right?" Manya make sure.

"Basic boy if I don't want to use you for what I bother to push the camera to you Alena." He was full of emphasis at the end of the sentence.

Yes also yes I sometimes oon too, but I want to make sure again if I can pinjem or use the camera om nyebelin.

"If you want to drink and snack I have some snacks and bottled mineral water in this backpack. If you'd just tell me." He said while pointing at his backpack as a gesture to tell me.

Oo, apparently in the backpack was snack-snack anyway.

"Yes, thank you. Later if Alena wants to be sure Alena immediately ask the same om." I said with a smile I was looking forward to this nyebelin om.

Less sweet what I tried on him, but he's always been the one that sucks the universe.

"It's only been 3 times the same that I've been here." His answer was brief with his flat expression.

"Who are you and when?" Loh kok I became kepo gini the same om nyebelin this, but than diem it is less exciting also time traveling there is no chatter just watching and photos doang garing dong.

"Your head?" said it.

"Eh...eh the om tau also kepo?" My ejek.

The nyebelin om even diem aja without expression hedeh, instead of answering my question earlier. Bener-bener nyebelin this om who has been titled my husband.

Along this Jogging Track there are all-green mangrove plants. But not only one type of mangrove plants, but various types of mangrove plants are found around the left side and around the right side of the Jogging Track is soothing to the eyes.

Our ears will also be spoiled by the sound of water gurgling and the chirping of birds flying from one branch to another melodious interconnected branches.

Visitors have started to be crowded maybe because today is Saturday whose sign has entered the weekend.

"Om please take a photo of Alena dong there." I pointed towards a joglo house surrounded by green mangroves.

"It's the camera." The om also grabbed the camera that I thrust at him and I immediately darted to the front of the joglo house posing for a photo.

"Let's om , which is good om photoinnya look out for you if ugly." I say accompanied by threats no matter how the response will be, bod* very important I want the photos first.

Czechoslovak...

Czechoslovak...

"Ih the om main check-check without cue Alena is not fully ready, ntar ugly dong photo Alena." I'm upset with this nyebelin om.

"You are calm, it's good, have pinjem my camera in addition you told me to be your photographer. You protest again." The sockets are long.

"Keus deh si om so it's in a sincere calculation is not this?Here is the camera om! Alena want to see really good about Alena?" Kuraih quickly the camera in the hands of this nyebelin om.

I open and I chek the results of the shots of this nyebelin om, I'm a sign of mangosteen yes indeed good results of the shots of the om.

"Good luck with the results of the shots if not Alena slam aja ne camera." My threats.

"Try to slam most of your monthly rations I cut as compensation." I also bought an eye towards this unclean om, because inexhaustible thought he can still ask for compensation to me who in fact his own legal wife.

"Ih really-really om this calculation is really so people turned out to be yes, maybe that's also what makes om long celibate all this time." Cecarku.

The nyebelin om began to step his feet again along the Jogging Track area without caring about my babble again.

Jogging Track is not only straight in one trip but branching , and almost every few meters there is a trash can to make it easier for every visitor to throw garbage in place.

Many interesting spots that we can use as a photo background that also makes kece. I also asked the om to take pictures of me again and again hehe.

"Om please take another photo of dong." Tell me to end the grin.

He grabbed his camera and started to photograph me again.

Czechoslovak...

Czechoslovak...

"Ih the om will always play a check-check without cue." My bowed while stomping my feet and pursing my bibis.

Eh this nyebelin om even silent without basic expression menekekin profit handsome. He gave me his camera again.

"Om for drinking dong already feel thirsty throat." I said asking for a drink that the man said was in his backpack.

He immediately pulled his backpack to the front and unzipped his backpack reached out and gave the bottled mineral water to me which was still sealed.

"Well, don't you want a snack?" Bargainly.

I gobbled up and said "Let's have Alena still looking at the scenery here and want the photos around here that are good to be a memento." I end with my innocent snort hehe.

It does not feel like the day will enter the dzuhur time and lunch. We also returned to the Jogging Track area until after that, we turned right through this jogging track and it turned out to arrive at Sentra Culinary.

This nyebelin om also entered the Culinary Center followed by me from behind. Right in front when entering is listed on it the words MIC Culinary Center with a little up the stairs made of wood in front of the entrance.

The building is also dominated by wood and MIC Culinary Center is quite spacious and clean.

"We had lunch here after that we went to the mosque to perform dzuhur prayer." Said the om nyebelin is flat as a cutting board, after we sat in one of the chairs on the table of visitors at MIC Culinary Center.

I nodded my head in response and circulated my gaze around this MIC Culinary Center.

"What do you want to order Alena?" Ask me the om.

"What's wrong with you?", I asked back.

"Usually here there are only chicken geprek/penset, grilled gurami fish, pop noodles and squid and crab cooked like sambal on it. What do you want?" The nyebelin explained.

"Excuse me, what would you like to order, mas and mbak?" Ask the waiter after he gets to our table.

"I order a gurami to burn the same white rice as a serving and warm sweet tea one yes mbak." Said the om nyebelin said his order directly to the waiter.

"What is it?"Ask the waiter to be friendly.

"I chicken geprek 2 servings of sambalnya manyin ya mbak and white rice just one serving of mbak added the same warm sweet tea one." My words explained my order to the maidservant.

"Well, please wait." The waiter walked away from our table.

I grinned at the om nyebelin while saying "Not what if Alena order chicken gepreknya 2 servings hehe?"

"Heumm." His dehemence came out in response.

"Have you been to Surabaya before?" wah-wah this om is asking me so, I turned to the right, to the left even to the back with reflexes to ascertain whether it is true that this om nyebelin asked me.

"There's no need to wander so much that I'm obviously asking you Alena." Ticus.

"Oo, Kirain Lena om asked herself. So now it's the same story as Alena?" my son with a mocking expression.

The om also turned to his smart device seemed to divert my mockery earlier, sa bod* teuing earlier I asked also he did not answer even directly why I kepo.

Then our order came, I immediately devoured it because I was already hungry until I ordered 2 servings of beef chicken even though the white rice was still 1 portion.

We had lunch at the MIC Culinary Center with a silent meaning between me and the om nyebelin this does not say just focus on our food and our minds only.

After we ate we also came out of the MIC Culinary Center and paid for it we immediately went to the mosque around Mangrove Wonorejo. To perform the dzuhur prayer after almost 1 era more little passed adzan dzuhur reverberate, mumpung still have time then finished our lunch directly to the mushola.

Now that I have finished praying dzuhur and come out of the mosque, I see the nyebelin om already standing in front around this mushola.

We also walked back along the surrounding Wonorejo Mangrove until we reached a sunggai edge which is also passed by a wooden bridge covered with bamboo evenly and firmly.

"You want to get on a boat?" Tetiba the nyebelin om offers me a boat ride around Mangrove Wonorejo Surabaya.

I circled my gaze and turned to look at the boats that were seen around the edge of this river.

"May om." Answer's short.

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