Late Wedding?

Go Home to Semarang

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I squirm while trying to collect my life that feels not yet gathered all. After I guess it started to collect a little, I then grabbed my phone which had been sounding. I swear by anything, if it's Reynand the perp who made my pretty sleep disturbed, I'm not reluctant to kick his shins later, seriously. I'm not kidding around.

I'm a little sorry, because the name on my phone screen isn't Reynand's. Yeah, well, how am I not feeling if my chance to kick Reynand's shins isn't open.

Not the name Reynand listed, but the name Mas Adi. While scratching my slightly itchy hair, I ended up directly answering a voice call from her with a hint of ogah-ogahan.

"Yes, assalamualaikum, Mom! Why the hell, early-morning nelfon?"

"Sorry, yes, La. I want to ask for help."

"Solicit what?"

"Later at dawn you go to Semarang, huh?"

"Well? Is Lusi going to be born?" chirknku.

Be aware. Kan, still half sleepy. So, the talk still likes ngaco.

"Yes, your mother wants to be born. You go home, yeah, take care of Kafka."

"Well?!" spontaneous response.

"Normally, don't yell!" sukul Mas Adi from across.

I'm speechless. Huh, my nephew is going to see you again?

"Qilla!" call Mas Adi, who finally awakened me from daydreaming.

"Yes? How about, Mom?"

I could hear a faint snort from across, before Mas Adi finally made a sound.

"Later you get the Kafka guard ration, don't go to the hospital."

"Well, what is it?" my protest disagreed. Although Kafta wasn't a fussy kid and was smart enough, in fact. But, if you have to keep Kafka all day or even more, the feeling is not exciting.

"Why really? Kafka is not hard to say this or that, La."

"But I want to see Ms. Susi with my nephew" my whine disagreed with her request.

"Kafka is also your nephew, La, if you forget," said Mas Adi reminded in a taut tone.

"But it's different, Mom."

"Yes, it's different. Uda, ah, Mas closed. Don't forget to go home."

Without letting me back protest, Mas Adi instantly turned off his phone connection. The most can yes, if making people sprained. Huh, bummer.

Finally, with a feeling of unwillingness I got off the bed and headed for the bathroom. After I finished the bath, I chose to take care of my clothes first, rather than change clothes. After all the things I needed went into the bag, I changed clothes and dressed. Once I'm ready and tidy, I just called Reynand.

"Yes, why, who?" welcome Reynand, when the connection is connected.

"No. Just want to tell you, if I want to go back to Semarang."

I chatted while making a glass of warm chocolate for the stomach.

"When?"

"This morning too."

"Good?"

"Car is."

"Picked up?"

I laughed at Reynand's question.

"Who's picked up anyway, Rey? Yes, drive yourself. You have no questions."

"Yes, who knows who your brother picked up or who did it, right?"

"Nothing. People usually I also drive myself."

"If I'm anther, will you?" haggard Reynand suddenly.

I'm speechless. In the past, if when I was still dating Kenzo, never did, the story I was escorted home. So, it feels a bit strange, if you want to be delivered all.

"Emmm..."

"I don't feel happy, let you drive alone. I'm anther, huh?"

"Oh, what a shame you are. I'm used to driving myself, Rey. I'm not going to do a why-"

"I'm worried, you know. I'm just antherin, huh? I'll pick you up later, too," persuaded Reynand still determined to deliver me.

"Keep your work?"

"Mildly, business later. I can work out of you. My working hours are somewhat flaxible, besides not too many projects. Safe if only left nganter you doang."

"Yes, it's up to you. I'm almost ready, but if you come an hour later, I'll go by myself" I said at last.

"OKAY. Deal. I'm getting ready to keep otewe, yeah."

"Yes, it can't take long but."

"Ready, boss!"

Without replying, or asking permission, I turned off my phone and finished my glass of warm chocolate and a piece of plain bread and went down to open the boutique and waited for my employees to come in. Which turns out I've been first with Sandra as it turns out.

"Morning, Ma'am!" greet Sandra while carrying a glass of coffee that is still steaming.

"The crafts are very, very" I quipped half-jokingly.

Why do I tell you to joke around, yes, because I'm not really joking, alias, because Sandra usually comes early because she has a habit of coffee first. Yes, in order to save expenses that is the story. Can if coffee here is free, if at the boarding must buy first.

"Hehe, for the sake of a glass of spirit-generating coffee, Ma'am," Sandra chirped before sipping her coffee. "Mbak Qilla himself, tumben already beautiful and plus fragrant?" tanyanya.

"You're back to it."

"Huh?" Sandra turned towards me with her surprised look. "meaning?"

"Go back to Semarang."

"Suddenly kok?" peekik Sandra splashy. "How do I want to?"

"Yes, just told to go home earlier, San. The name of the person cannot be predicted correctly. Well, continue if you, yes keep here dong. Time yes, come with me. No, ah, you'll eat a lot."

"Keep the fittings of Hernawati's clothes?"

I grimaced with guilt. "You handle first, yeah."

It just so happened that Ms. Hernawati included our rather fussy customer. It takes a lot of patience to serve him. Usually, in addition to many wishes, suddenly he likes to suddenly change models. It sounds a bit messy, but how else, customer satisfaction should still be number one right.

"No way!" whinek Sandra, while shaking her head in disapproval.

"Let's add a bonus, then" I asked.

"No want. Qilla's mom is coming home tomorrow," whined Sandra still trying to persuade me. The show was suddenly no longer interesting.

"No way, San, I have to take care of Kafka."

"Ah, Madam Qilla is evil!"

"Seriously, I'll add a bonus, San. Yeah, yeah, huh?"

"Sandra doesn't need a bonus!"

"Yes, the bonus is off" I said later.

"Keep the nemenin fittings clothes Mother-"

"Yes, keep you."

"Mbak Qilla is the evil queen," whined Sandra as she cried dramatically.

"Yes, I'm evil. But you've got a handle on the fittings by Ms. Hernawati, okay?"

"Tau, ah," Sandra pouted.

"OK, that means you agree, yes," I said.

Then Sandra screamed in annoyance. "Sir Qilla!!"

Making Reynand, who happened to enter the boutique stupefied in shock. Sandra was also shocked to realize the existence of Reynand suddenly. While I laughed at the shocked expressions of the two.

"What the hell is it?" reynand asked with a confused face.

I shook my head and stood up. "Wait a minute, yeah, I'll get my bag first" I said, then went upstairs.

"So is that?" reynand asked as I went back down while carrying my travel bag. Quickly, he then grabbed my travel bag. "Here I bring it," he said later.

"Yes, in Semarang my clothes are a lot. After all, this includes a lot if I think. You see, I rarely bring clothes from here."

"Why do you want this to bring?"

"Yes, that's what it takes."

Reynand looked at me in surprise, intending to ask for an explanation. However, I just smiled and shook my head. Only then told him to put my travel bag in his car. After Reynand came out, I went straight to Sandra and hugged her.

"Boutique items, yes, welcome to Sister Husna same Jihan as well. Say sorry, for not being able to tell them."

"No way," Sandra refused.

I chuckled amusedly and nodded. "Okay, rather than you being more so, mending me immediately leave deh."

"Evil," grumbled Sandra as she glanced at me cynically.

"Yes, yes, I'm evil. Okay well? Go straight, yes, you're careful" I ordered and left the boutique.

"Don't stay in Semarangnya for long" cried Sandra.

I smiled, then replied, "No promise" I said and then got into Reynand's car.

"That's Sandra why?" welcome Reynand when I get in the car.

"Regular. Dramaism. Sandra is that way if I want to go back to Semarang," I said while wearing my seatbelt.

"Well, why is that?"

"And he's responsible for this. Well, coincidentally today there are fittings clothes office wife that. The guy is actually friendly, just a bit fussy about the model problem. It's usually hard to 'click, okay, I like this'. That's so hard."

Reynand nodded while turning his car. "Pay it as soon as possible, yes."

"Yes. But basically he likes it more if I go back to Semarang anyway," I said.

Reynand nodded once more. "By the way, there is an apan event to go back to Semarang, what an impromptu feeling. What am I that you haven't told me before?"

"No. Immediately, just told to go home earlier. You see, Sister Lusi wants to be born."

"Bak Lusi is your brother or sister-in-law?"

"Ipar. This is the birth of the second child. That's why I was sent to Semarang to take care of her first child."

Reynand's expression turned enthusiastic. "So we're gonna have a new niece, Dong?" the question sounds ambiguous.

I cringe. Huh huh? We were? Got a new nephew? We said, I didn't hear wrong, did I?

"Our kok?" I was wondering, "that's my brother's birth."

"Loh, your brother is my brother too, meaning your nephew, my nephew is also dong."

I looked at him disagreeing. What kind of theory it is, am I the same she's not married yet.

"Non-free," my lips mocked him.

"We're going to get married again."

I laugh. "Who said it?"

"I. Just now. At that time you also said that you were ready to be your wife and daughter-in-law. Now it's changing again. Nyebelin deh," said Reynand while glancing at me cynically and focused on driving.

Almost five minutes of the car without sound. Reynand focused on her steering wheel, while I focused on her pouting face, which looked funny. I giggled amusedly and then remembered Arisha's message some time ago.

"You're the laper, huh, Rey?" I finally broke the silence.

Reynand turned to me with a puzzled expression, coincidentally her car was coming to a stop due to a red light.

"Why is that?" reynand asked him to run his car again, when the lights had turned green.

"Sensitive."

"Yes. Have you had breakfast?"

I shook my head while scowling. "Just have a glass of chocolate."

"If so, then we'll stop at the food stall, huh? What do you want to eat?" her question was attentive while looking at me at a glance.

"What is it, what is important is halal and makes full."

"There's a Padang rice stall, would you like to stop by?"

"Can. Long time also do not eat rendang," my grin later.

Reynand smiled as she shook her head, mocking me. Then he stopped his car right at the Padang rice stall that seemed to have just opened.

"Sir, it's open, right?" reynand asked a mister who was sweeping.

I laugh at him, people have obviously been opened, the tanning has opened.

"Sampun, Mas, but the cuisine is not complete. Some are still processed," replied the Mama-mbaknya.

Reynand turned to me, asking for advice.

"Where?"

"Yes, not papa. No more having to eat anything."

"Yes, no papa, ma'am. What matters is there's something to eat."

The kids put the broom down and let us in.

"Monggo-monggo, Mas, Ma'am, pinarakan riyen. What's the pesen?"

"His drum is there, Ma'am?" reynand asked without looking at the menu book.

"It just so happens not yet, Mas, sepurane," his mother regretted with an unpleasant expression.

Reynand nodded and turned towards me. "What do you want?"

"Balado jerky, Ma'am. Not yet, is there?"

"If the balado jerky is ready, Ma'am. Does it want to be called or what?"

I'm nodding. "Yes, I'm that's it."

"I'm a tamarind fish, Ma'am. I think it's delicious" Reynand said, pointing at the picture.

Hmm, when viewed from the picture it looks good. I just suddenly became tempted.

"Drink?"

"Teh anget aja, Ma'am. Two mineral waters, yes. That's 600ml, Ma'am."

"I repeat yes, Ma'am. It's the same meal as balado jerky, the same as padeh tamarind fish, continue to drink two warm teas and two 600ml bottles of mineral water" Mba said, repeating our order.

Me and Reynand nodded.

"Ready, please wait a moment!" his Mbak said before returning to the back and reporting our order.

"I'm afraid to eat rendang deh," said Reynand while grimacing.

"No papa. Next time you can too, again do not want to really really."

Reynand nodded. "How many days are you planning in Semarang?"

I lifted both my shoulders together. "Not yet to know, run out of aqiqah events is possible."

"When is the aqiqah?"

"Yes, I don't know, it's just the baby's not born yet" I said, showing my room chat with Mas Adi. "New four openings said."

Reynand ber'oh'ria while nodding. "The first one is a girl what guy?"

"Turkey."

"If we get married later, you want a girl what boy?" reynand asked, looking enthusiastic.

"Yes, that's fine."

"How much?"

"Yes, follow the government. Two is enough."

"That's moment. There's no plan to add to that, so four or five, maybe?"

"May I."

Spontaneously, Reynand straightened up and looked at me in disbelief.

"Seriously?"

I nodded, reassuring. "Yes, the one who is pregnant and the one who gave birth is you" I replied then with a laugh.

"Basic bum!"

Tbc,

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