Jaka Rasa Duda's

Jaka Rasa Duda's
Wedding preparation 1



Breakfast ambience


looking so calm, it seemed like the divta was still very angry with Ersya because


the woman continued to make her legs an easy target.


“daddy departs


baby!” as usual Divta would kiss her daughter's forehead first before leaving.


“Daddy did not pay a cama


Mom Eca?”


“Not like mom


you have another toothache!”


“Mom don't have teeth


dad, mom lajin toothbrush, yes mom!”


“Dear, no pa


pa darling maybe daddy Iyya who has a toothache so lazy to talk!”


“Ohhh so, maybe


daddy ******toothbrush, mom!”


“Issstttt ...!” Div


just clucking, he immediately got into the car leaving Ersya and


Divias.


***


“Tadi big mistress


contact me, he wants to meet you this morning!” secretary


Revan when Divta gets to the office.


“That means at home


or here?” ask Divta as she continues walking.


“Here sir, around


in an hour, the big lady asked me to clear your schedule for a few hours


forward!”


“well!”


Divta already knows if


everything will be like this, when the news of the wedding rolls around it is certain that Madam Ratih will act.


He obviously could not dodge anymore, let alone this concerning their extended family.


Tok tok tok tok


Someone knocked on the door of his room, breaking Divta's daydream.


“login!”


Turns out secretary


Revan, but he's not alone. After opening the door so wide, it appeared


from behind that door, Madam Ratih. Divta immediately stood up to greet him.


“good morning mom!”


“Good morning Div,


sit down!”


They were finally


sitting on that big sofa, someone had already picked up a drink for them.


“Mother has breakfast?”


“Already at home.”


“Minum first bu!”


The woman stared


the son of her husband's first wife, she saw a lot of changes in him.


It used to be so emotional and overflowing now it is much better.


Grown-up


someone, perhaps more and more consideration in acting. He can't


again direct according to what he wants. Mrs Ratih knows who Ersya is, the woman who will be married by her husband's first son.


Recently divorced women have not even one year, do not have a proud achievement, he said,


having skewed gossip about her inability to be a mother.


“Mom has heard


everyone!”


“Then what do you think mom?”


“you've had enough


mature to determine your own life Div, the age of three heads is not the time in


where you are unstable to make decisions, I know you do that by


really mature consideration!”


“Thanks mom!”


“Alright, contact the candidate


your wife and I will be waiting for her at the boutique before lunch, Iyya said


also!”


“Good ma'am!”


Mrs Ratih


drink the tea before you leave. At least he got the green light.


After the visit


madam Ratih, Divta immediately looked for her phone. He sent a message to


Ersiah.


^^^^/prepared ...,^^^


^^^ One more hour Rangga will pick you up and Divia//^^^


//where?//


^^^/To the boutique//^^^


//woven?//


^^^^/Buy cattle//^^^


^^^^/Already know in boutiques^^^


^^^ada what is still nanya ngapain, yes obviously we want fitting bridal clothes//^^^


//Ohhhhhh//


Divta also keeps


cellphone again. He also needs to get ready soon. Before going to the store, he still


must attend a meeting. Still in the hunt if he comes in an hour.


Ersya and Divia are already


getting ready to leave for the boutique due to the insistence of Div, he still does not


believing so quickly he let go of his widow and started to build


a relationship again. Ersya and Divia were already standing in front of the house when the car


Rangga. As always, the man with his handsome face and his calmness would


immediately got out and ran around the car approaching them, his smile always


scrawled.


“Siang ga!” greet Ersya


with a hand holding Iyya's hand. That woman looks so beautiful


with white sleeveless top with brown suit outfit


bright combined with nude highwaist leather trousers.


“Siang Yes! You're compact


bang.” Rangga again smiled, seeing how cute two different women were


that generation with matching clothes. The Divia also wears a white top of the arm


above the elbows and short skirts above the knees are bright brown in color exactly like


the color of the suit worn by Ersya.


“We are hayus


ceyayu kompak om langga! Is it mom?” said Divia while raising her head


asking for approval from Ersya.


“Iya dong .., mom


agree.”


Again Rangga


smiling, he admired the figure of the woman in front of him. Tough woman


according to his version. Even if he is in the same position as


Ersya is not necessarily able to deal with it that easily.


“We leave now?” ask Rangga.


“Can!”


Rangga immediately opened the rear car door.


“Come on!”


Ersya frowned, “Why behind? You are not a driver.”


“Based on command


div sir, I have to keep a safe distance with his future wife!”


“Means?”


“Yes I can't


close to you, jealous times Mr. Div, let's go in ...!”


Ersya could not refuse anymore, she obeyed Rangga's orders. Iyya smiled to see Rangga obeying her daddy orders, she jiga did not like if her mom was close to others.


Is it possible that Divta is jealous ..., who is jealous? It means that you can't


whip-deak with others ….? Inner Ersya, he tried


digesting Rangga's speech. If jealousy towards him is obvious it is impossible because


indeed they have no special relationship, only a relationship between babies


sitter and the CEO, nothing more than they're getting married.


After Rangga returned


get in, the car starts to go. Ersya did not know if they would meet later


with a woman who according to people who know her can make


the people who faced him lost their guts.


What he knew later


will only meet with boutique owners and also Div matching clothes.


bride and go.


Until finally the car


what they were riding in front of a fairly large boutique, visible from the building alone we can guess if all the dresses in the boutique were priced above average.


“Wahhhh ..., the place is becal mom!” Iyya until he had to raise his head out before Rangga


opening the door to his car, he admired the place.


“Iya darling, mom so


hesitate to sign in!” somehow it feels reluctant to enter the boutique, Ersya


indeed often come to the store just to buy his daily clothes, but he


have never been inside a boutique that big, even the owner of that boutique often


hero wiri in front of the glass screen, it is certain that the customers are not


random people.


Seriate


NB :


You must be wondering, why suddenly the title changed? Or how did the cover suddenly change too?


Purpose ......🤭🤭😁😁


Wh why?


Because I think the title that yesterday was less commercial, maybe if in exchange can break the popularity bang Div yes, hopefully, just keep asking for support and prayer, I am in the main you ....


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