Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong
Chapters 118. Preparation
Maryati, the middle-aged woman seemed busy with the clothes she put in a Navi-colored travel bag. A smile full of happiness was unceasingly on his lips as a sign of his heart was rejoicing. How unhappy if in the end, lovers who have been separated due to a misunderstanding, will soon be united under the sacred bond of marriage. And even more moving, he and all who live in this village are invited to attend the wedding later. As for the cost of accommodation? Hmmmm... don't think too much, everything is all furious, without having to disburse a penny. 😂😂😂
"Finally, Lingga is also married to Banyu sir?" maryati said with a sparkling face. He closed the travel bag zipper which he felt was enough change clothes that he would bring to Jogja.
"In fact, since the first time you saw the concern of Lingga when seeking help for Banyu when found, you already have a hunch that they will mate Bu. At that time Lingga looked so panicked and tried to help Banyu who was lying under the waterfall. From there, you can pick up on the signal that they are destined to live together."
"Even though you know that Lingga already has a husband?"
Prasojo could only waste a slightly rough breath. "Someone who has the title of husband and wife is not necessarily forever they live with Mom. We do hope that being our companion is the last dock for us. But there are times when someone who is beside us just present to give a lesson in life. And it turns out that the destiny of the Linga is not with Heru but with Banyu. Even though they live together."
"Mom agrees Sir. I can only pray that Banyu is indeed the last dock for Lingga. Poor him, his life has always suffered."
"Aamiin Ma'am, I hope so too." Prasojo grabbed the travel bag that was in front of him. "This bag let you take it to the front of Mom, so later we can immediately leave if the bus invitation has come."
"Good Sir. I'm gonna take a shower, because the plan is for another hour we're leaving."
Maryati grabbed the white towel that was behind the door. The middle-aged woman rushed to the bathroom to clean herself up. Get ready to go to Jogja to attend Lingga's wedding.
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"I really did not expect if my sister who had always been a trivial and I humbled would marry one of the sons of a conglomerate from Jakarta, Mas. I thought Banyu was a mediocre young man but it turns out that he is one of the heirs in Herlambang Corp whose wealth will never run out of seven derivatives, five climbs, and three twists."
Heru exhaled through his mouth, until the puff of cigarette smoke he inhaled filled the room. "Hmmmm. You don't need to be envious, Ning. The treasure we have is far more than that of the young capital. So you don't feel like you're being rivalled."
Ningrum's lips ripped apart as if to underestimate everything Heru said. "Issshhh .. ishhh... There are many Mas, but if you continue to relax like that, yes, our wealth will not increase. More work dong. Remember Mas, I'm pregnant and need more savings for our son's future savings."
"Look how the hell is Ning? I have been mobilizing my energy to the maximum to work on our rice fields that are hectares. And there are a lot of results, right?"
"Ckkkkk ... ckkkkk .. ckkkkk ... In fact, our crops are always declining Mas, the maximum from where to try?" Ningrum swung his legs to get out of the room after he finished with his make-up ritual. "I don't want to know, anyway next month our crops should be more than before."
"Hhhhmmmm .. Yes Ning .. yes .. you are a really chatty girl."
"Yes, you get ready. We're going to Jogja with our own private car. I was not used to gathering with the poor people who were in the bus provided by Lingga. I can, I will be a poor follower later," joroh Ningrum while heading to the front room.
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For the insyaallah wedding part in the next chapter huh Kak.. Hopefully later in the afternoon can update 🥰🥰🥰🥰
