Late Wedding?

Conditional

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"She had a boyfriend, who was alone? It's been cut, huh?"

I was only able to respond to Lina's innuendo with a wry smile. Then snorted when this pregnant woman raised her husband's hand that held his hand. If only she was not pregnant so big, I would definitely pull her short hair that is carried this small.

Ck. The nuts forget the skin. She thought that anyone who could make her, could marry her husband who is now the editor-in-chief of this fashion magazine. If it wasn't for my hard work to fight them, they could have united and waited for their baby. There, they wait for fate to be met soon.

"Please, Mr. Editor, his wife's mouth is often given attention. Let's not have to find entertainment with sin," I said to Mas Fauzan, Lina's husband.

Mas Fauzan's forehead immediately shriveled when he heard my words, even innocently he asked how. Makes me smile small and really want to pat my own forehead so anxious. While Lina immediately threw her husband's hand in annoyance.

"Good, Mom! Qilla it's just our temptation, kidding you, yes don't you take it so much why the hell?" lina was upset.

While I just laughed a little.

"Yes, how do I know that Aqilla is joking," said Mas Fauzan without burden.

"Astaghfirullah, La, whose man is this?" sighed Lina while clenching her hands.

I just giggled as I shrugged my shoulders pretending not to know.

"So, I'm not admitted? Okay. Means this month doesn't have to be transferred, huh?" said Mas Fauzan with his flat face, there is no look of upset or angry face. But it still made Lina panic.

"Well, I'm just kidding."

"I'm also joking," Mas Fauzan replied still with his flat expression earlier.

Lina poked her false eyelashes a few times, holding her breath for a few seconds then nodded slowly. And whispered to me.

"The ant! Joking around makes almost a hanger, La. What if it really is?" whisper Lina while tugging at the end of my polar kebaya.

I smiled and whispered, "Maybe it's really a hanger attack anyway" I said, giving me a slight blow to my left shoulder.

"Astagfireullah, La! His mouth was, mbokyo ra butohe mangap ngono! Amit-amit baby," said Lina while stroking her big belly.

I just laughed happily then chose to invite him to immediately enter the house of the owner of the wish. Heat is also the time, if standing in the parking lot during the day. Not even photos, the make up period has faded. It's not funny.

"The meeting continued in Dalem aja, yuk! It's hot in here," asked me who was immediately embraced by Lina.

I felt the vibration of my phone that was in my clutch bag, when we had just stepped up. With a spontaneous movement I stopped my footsteps, then reached into my clutch bag to get my phone out of there.

"Who?" asked Lina who had now stopped her footsteps.

"Monik" I replied short.

Monik.A.H:

Waitamin!

Killa's father is in service.

I'm myself😢

Monik.A.H:

Otewe.

Monik.A.H:

Not an hour until that.

Promises.

Monik.A.H:

Trapped jammed😭😭

Monik.A.H:

Send a pict

"Well, instead left chatting alone. Feet are pegel, La. Astagfirullah!"

"Mas, your wife entered first there, rather than here mouthing mulu."

"Hey!" lina shouted in protest.

I chuckled as I showed my phone screen which featured Monik's chat room.

"Mother auditor asks awaited. You guys go first! I'm waiting for the Monik."

"Just like, La, grin with us. You don't have to wait."

I frowned not understanding. "meaning?"

"Yes, the point is that you want to come in now with me or later with Monik, there is no partner, right?"

"Sok knows! Mas Hasan people again served as a monik came alone. Right there, mending you first! He said this abis wants to get pregnant?"

While pursing her lips in annoyance, Lina held Mas Fauzan's arm, "Yes already, we first," he said before leaving me.

I just nodded to allow both. Then choose to find a shelter. And luckily not far from where I parked the car, I could see a comfortable looking patrol post waiting for the monik.

"Duh! Very hot weather today, the Monik also where this, he said already otewe, kok no nyampe-nyampe. It could be this faded make-up," I grumbled as I fanned my face using my palm. If you know the old gini will mending I wait in the car. Adems.

"Now! It's good for ngadem dikit."

I immediately turned my head when I heard the voice of a little familiar man in my ear, his face was also not foreign, he was thrusting a bottle of cold mineral water for me. With my eyebrows raised, I tried to remember who this man was.

"Sorry, have we met before?" many doubt.

The man smiled and then nodded. Makes my forehead wrinkle more. In my heart I can only wonder and try to remember, but the results are nil.

"Pram's Bakkery & Mini Cafe" said the man casually.

But able to make both my eyeballs perfectly round. Waitaminute! Pram's Bakkery & Mini Cafe? That means he....

"You!" point at me while standing up spontaneously.

"Yes, it's me. We meet again" he said in a nosy tone. Even he stood up and one of his eyes winked flirtatiously at me, making me want to throw up.

"By the way you are much prettier if you wear kebaya gini. More gracefully," he whispered right in my ear, making my hair suddenly bristle.

Gosh darn. Why is he suddenly in front of me like this. How could that be?

"This," he said later. Back to the mineral water for me. "Take it!" he continued when I found my response that was just silent. He even put the bottle of mineral water in my right hand. "Silent. The water is safe, without pellets or liquid or cyanide. And free to drink at any time."

I'm dumbfounded.

"Ah, looks like I should go in first. I'll see you again" he said, leaving me for granted.

Crazy fellow!

Who would want to meet such a strange man.

Ck. The face can be handsome, but the behavior. Bizarrely.

"Who was that?" asked the Monik who inappropriately grabbed my mineral water and gulped it in half, "Ah, seger," his sigh was relieved. Then return the bottle to me. "Who was that?" repeated later.

"I don't know. Don't know."

I choose to lie because I am lazy to explain. I also don't know Arisha's sister. It is not important to be known either.

"Inget, there's Kenzo, don't give anyone hope."

I raise my eyebrows not understanding.

"What does that mean, Ibuk? Please explain! Can you?"

"Males. Come on, just get in!" bring Monik later. Which I immediately nodded in agreement.

Tbc,