I'm Not a Shit Carrier

I'm Not a Shit Carrier
Emil's Request



After they all come in and gather for dinner. Alisa and the flow mama rushed to prepare everything to serve in front of them.


''Waduh Mbak.. This wants a celebration or want a party? Is the food a lot?'' ask Aunt Irma.


''Hooh. How do you cook this much? Are you the same as Alisa? Is his wife the Omani sir who helped?'' tanya Aunty Official.


''Yes, the wife of the Omani sir who helped Ma'am, this afternoon until this afternoon. Since getting word from Alisa, we rushed to go shopping. Mbak said he had to do a lot of shopping, your brother was buying gini very! I'm the one who wants a party! even if some of them keep it in the refrigerator.''


''Oo... So anyway?? Oh yes Ma'am, where's the story? Why not come? Wasn't it said by Yoga?'' ask Irma.


''There was, but he said a little bit deeper when it came. I had to wait for my husband to come home from work first. Just calm! the house is close by from here!'' rasmi.


Aunt Irma nodded, as did Mama Alina.


''Yes, let's take all this food forward! I think the guest we were waiting for for the evening came. Come on.'' take Mama Alina to her two sisters.


''OK,'' said Aunt Irma.


From the outside there was a boisterous sound, with laughter. Such a familiar voice in the ears of Mama Alina.


Arriving there, Mama Alina saw, Emil and his brother-in-law. And another silence breaker. That's Mr Oman.


The sound of laughter in the middle room echoed to the kitchen. Mama Alina smiled at the behavior of Oman.


They all sat down on the floor, they surrounded the food that was there. All of them face towards the appetizing dishes.


The Omani sir who saw Mama Alina carrying dinner dishes, spoke.


''This is the one we are waiting for! come on let's eat! I am hungry for my stomach! from that moment onward rumbling. Since my wife's return home, he said that the family's Yoga Pak would come and also me as a representative of Nak Emil, invite us to dinner together. I became impatient, when I heard that Ms. Alina, cooked the chicken sauce plus the chili that made it! Hmm very delicious!'' celtuk sir Oman. He inhaled the aroma of sambal carried by mama Alina.


''My drool Ih..!'' smith again.


Everyone there laughed. After all the food is ready. They all ate with it.


Emil was looking for his heart. When he wanted to look down, Alisa walked towards him and sat next to Aunt Irma. Right in front of Emil.


They sit facing. Emil smiles at Alisa, as well as Alisa. He smiled back at Emil, then looked down. Because there are eagle eyes, watching them there.


Who else if not Yoga. At first glance he sees if Emil throws a smile at Alisa. Makes his chest rumble. Pak Yoga held him back with all his might.


'Why does my heart always say that the young man is not right for Alisa?? Yes Robb... What's wrong with me?? Huh! maybe this is just my feeling for not liking the young man.' Yoga in the Heart.


They eat together while laughing. Pak Oman can always turn a quiet atmosphere into a rowdy. As a result of his clumsiness, everything there laughed.


''Ouch! numb my euuy lips! this is hot mouth! Miss Alina purposely made my lips jontor! the kewer dower! Aduhh.. must be stuffed with what lips? let it not be hot again??''


''For Oman sir! the name is sambal ya spicy! if it's sweet, yes sugar... I get sugar want ??'' ask Aunt Irma.


''Hi hi hi hi, thank you for my love! you know what your mas wants??'' he said while blinking one eye.


''Ishh... Why are those blinking eyes? flickering??'' ask Aunt Irma.


''Yes dear..please be blown oruh.pain nih eye.. yak? blown yak?'' he said again teasing Aunt Irma.


''Don't assort Oman sir. pawangnang garang loh.. would the Omani sir be mentioned by him??'' hilman paklek fashion.


Everyone there chuckles. Except Alisa. He looked at Emil without a blink.


Handsome!


Alisa smiled faintly looking at Emil chuckling softly. For a moment he stared at Pak Yoga, who was also staring at Emil.


For some reason, Alisa feels if Pak Yoga is like less srek with Emil. When Pak Yoga stared at her, Alisa lowered her head.


Mr. Oman as the representative of Emil opened his voice.


''Alright, because the stomach is full. then the friendly event between the brothers Emil and Alisa will soon be started!


''Create silence. begin!''


''Uh ''eh? What the hell is Oman?! time' silence anyway?!'' sumput Aunt Risma.


Everyone there chuckles.


''Oh yeah?? hehehe.. maapkheun. Because my stomach is full, so the cadaver is sleepy! hehe.. maap yak?'' funny again.


''Ish... digress! the sun is full to sleep! basic kejan!'' sumput Aunt Irma.


''Kejan??'' beo sir Oman.


''Hooh, Kebo is male!''


''Buhahaha.'' Everyone there laughed.


''Ok-okay enough! now we talk about Alisa and Emil. Come on Emil boy, please what are your wishes! we are ready to listen!'' yoke pakde Tarman.


Emil sighed.


''Thank you in advance for hosting me and my brother here? Sorry in advance if my arrival here is a little disturbing to your family. Sorry for the news I gave you through Alisa. I just want to collect a promise, which I used to deliver when I asked Alisa once. Still reminding me, sir??'' ask her about Yoga.


Pakde Tarman nodded while Pak Yoga made his heart start to fidget. His heart began to be uncomfortable with the existence of Emil.


''Yes. Please say what you want said Mr. Tarman.


''Hasn't Alisa finished school? Only diplomas are left, right??'' ask everyone who is there.


''Yes.'' said Alisa.


''Therefore, I want to convey my wish, before I leave for Medan in two months, I want to formalize our relationship, I want to marry Alisa a month from now!" coined.


The deg!


Papa Yoga sculpted, as well as Alisa. While the others are silent. Only Mr. Tarman says hamdalah.


"Alhamdulillah, if that is your wish! We accept it with pleasure." added Pakde Tarman.


"What about Yoga? Did you allow me to marry your daughter??" ask Emil.


Pak Yoga looked at Emil with a flat face. A difficult look to interpret. This is what he fears.


"If you allow me, I have a request!" exclaimed Emil again, making everyone there take a deep breath.


Pak Yoga did not answer, he kept looking at her with a flat face. Emil doesn't care about that. He continued his words again.


"After I marry Alisa a month from now, I will take Alisa with me to Medan."


Dduabayarr..


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