Love Angel

Night market

Fitri just laughed, looking

Gita is misbehaved and ashamed.

Fitri is not offended by Gita's remarks like that, because she knows Gita is just shy about being ledekin like that. Mangkanya Gita pura annoyed in order to avoid him.

After entering Gita's room, she saw her son and her husband sleeping very fast. Gita smiled looking at those who were comfortable sleeping in her room, whose mattress was still on the floor.

Then Gilang's eyes opened, and woke up from his sleep.

" Ko's up, man.?"

"Yes Git, I want magrib. I accompanied Jessy to tell her that she was asleep." Refine to change his position to sit." Gita tomorrow we go home yes, my sister she'll come. Maybe in the afternoon he'll get to Git, it's okay we go home. Later if I want to play here again I deliver."

"What a dong mas, your sister my sister too. Yes tomorrow we go home yes, today can come look at father and mother only I am happy .

"Thank you Git". Gilang said with a smile, Gita also returned her husband's smile.

Then Jessy woke up, smiling to see that there were two people she loved." Thank you God for granting my prayer. I finally have a complete family, I have a good mother, and love me".

Jessy said in a heart that looked at her two complete parents at this moment.

" Hello little girl, she's awake. Wake up already want magrib, we pray together." Gita said by stroking Jessy's head, Jessy smiled and got up from her seat.

" Git, I'm going to musholah same as your father." Gita nodded, Gilang came out of Gita's room.

The voice of Adzan Magrib.

" Lang do you want to pray in mushollah, or at home.?" Ask the father-in-law who is wearing Koko and skullcap.

" Prayer in muslims only yah". Jaka sir nodded. Then Gilang went out to open the car door, took Koko's shirt, and a skullcap inside the dashboard of his car. Then put the car keys on his desk.

Mr. Jak smiled to see his son-in-law who took Koko's clothes from inside his car." You did bring Koko Lang's clothes in your car.?"

He nodded." Sometimes my clothes are dirty too. I like to bring a copy of a shirt in the car."

Jaka nodded, and they walked towards the mushollah. And the new Samapi page, Dimas Fitri's husband also followed them both to pray in prayer at the mushollah.

While the women of Bu Siti Gita and Jessy they also pray at home together.

After the magrib prayer was over, Gita helped her mother cook for dinner.

While Jessy he was busy playing with Chika, accompanied by Fitri.

Until the Adhan isya, their cooking is in a short stay, to perform the isya prayer. After they finished praying, they continued cooking. Until the men came home from prayer. And smelling them smelled the aroma of cooking.

" What's so good cooking are you two.?" Ask Mr. Jaka, make Bu Siti and Gita smile.

" This is well, Gita cooks capcay and teriyaki chicken. The Gita says it's our grandson's favorite food". Said Ms. Siti, making Jessy smile, Gilang also smiled.

"Ow so granddad loves that cuisine, smart on you.". Said Mr. Jaka who pinched Jessy's cheek, until Jessy chuckled.

" Ow ya Fitri, you guys eat together here. I cook a lot, take Dimas to eat here.." Take Bu Siti, and be nodded by Fitri.

After cooking, they ate together. Pak Jaka and Gilang put a mat on the floor, then all the side dishes were placed on the mat. Everyone sat down on a mat, enjoying the food.

Now Mr. Jaka has a big family, this is what he wants to have a complete family, and get along well. Likewise, Gilang enjoyed the simplicity of the family Pak Jaka, eating by sitting on a mat. Gathering together, the warm feeling that Gilang can be from his wife's family.

After they had dinner together. Mr. Jaka and Ms. Siti kept their promise, to take Jessy to the play comedy venue. Where the comedy swivel it in a night market, its location is not far only 6 minutes walk from the house Gita.

Gilang, Gita , Fitri, Dimas and their son, they go to the night market with Jessy and her grandparents. Walking through the village residents, many residents who argue with Pak Jaka, and Bu Siti.

"Well, Jaka sir, where are you going, this group.?" Someone greeted Jaka.

"Ow yes troupe, ngajak play grandson." Answer Jaka sir who joined hands with Jessy in the middle of Bu siti and Jaka sir.

"Aaaah yes sir, it's good to have a grandson who's not lonely anymore".

"Yuk sir, I'm saying it first."

"Let's go, Jaka sir". Mr. Jaka, Siti's mom joined hands to lead Jessy who was in the middle of them.

While Gilang and Gita followed behind him in the follow-up with Fitri Chika and Dimas.

After arriving at the crowd at the place they were headed. Jessy was so happy to see so many Carousels .

" The cake sounds like a racing bike.?"

" That's called the Tong Stand." Jessy wants to see it go up.?" Take Jaka sir, and Jessy shakes her head.

" No cake, that's me afraid of cake". Hearing that, Mr. Jaka and Ms. Siti also chuckled.

Jessy asked for a horse ride, and a plane. And finally Jessy took a ride on a windmill. And everything went up, Jessy sat with Jaka and Bu Siti, Fitri Chika and Dimas, while Gita and her husband.

Actually Gita refused to ride the mill, but her husband forced. Along the wheel was spinning the Gita just closed his eyes, as well as reciting the verse of the chair. Gilang who saw his wife's cute demeanor just chuckled.

" Gita baby, we're riding a windmill. Not the guts test, or seeing ghosts. Until you read the verse of the chair of all you tuh". Said Gilang with a smile.

" I'm afraid mas, it's high, look down the drum. Being invited by Reni I never want to, eeh you even invite me to ride this". Gita said with a frown, and eyes closed.

Gilang who saw chuckled.

" Dear open your eyes, look at me here try". Gita opened her left eye, to see her husband." Next time doang open his eyes, let's dong see me here." Finally Gita complied by looking at Gilang with both eyes, Gilang smiled.

" You see I don't look down, and look that way later, just as the windmill's on top."Gita also nodded.

And when the windmill that Gita sat on was at the top, suddenly his diesel engine died. Gita also shouted and heard Jessy's voice also shouted, but Jessy still heard laughter because Jaka sir could comfort her. Not with Gita who still looks panicked.

"This is how I don't like this ride.? Like to die alone, you use the maksa to ride this" said Gita with his lash.

"Don't panic Git, it'll be on again. Now look that way". Gita follows her husband's direction, and Gita tries not to panic.

And Gita followed the direction of her husband's hand. There was a smile on Gita's lips, Gita saw the bright lights on the street, and the light of the passing lights illuminated the road.

" Iiiihh nice mas, it turns out that from above here the street lamp looks beautiful ya." Gita said with a look at Gilang and Gilang nodded.

Then the windmill turned back." Is it a flame again, not afraid of the same height.?"

" little". Answer Gita briefly, making Gilang smile.

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