
"You didn't tell the family, you're getting married tomorrow?" dennis asked while sitting on the living room sofa. He just came from Jakarta.
"No, Om," Katrin said. "They didn't tell me when Nadine got married either."
"Kok soaking anyway?" reprimand Dennis, while taking warm tea at the table and sipping it. "Nadine got married secretly for fear of the news being spread."
"I also got married secretly fearing the news spread. There are times when people know. Thanks for the help, Om."
"No need to call if you need help. I must have helped.
"Yes, Om."
"At least your mother told you."
"Mami agreed I married Dodi, my fiancee. Ribet his business if you're told."
Katrin is used to living a luxurious life. He did not want to live to suffer because he married a plantation foreman whose salary was just enough to eat. Life is not enough with love.
Dennis couldn't blame his nephew, because everyone deserves to live happily.
"There's a reason why none of your family was present?"
"Those who are not told, Om," replied Nadine. "Our extended family has confirmed to attend. Bude the same Bulik is even inside."
"I'm lazy to meet them" Dennis said with a slightly murky face.
Katrin smiles. "Tarlita, huh, Om?"
"The husband of your sister" Dennis grumbled in annoyance. "Any guy should know. He can direct his aunt to whose house it is."
Gerdy didn't tell me about the raid, Katrin thought. Did he start to close because of his wife's insistence?
My sister-in-law is the only family member who tries to be fair. They communicate in a relaxed manner, so there is no tension.
The most difficult to communicate with is Nadine. Just picked up the phone was already provoking war. Katrin's talk went everywhere. Though he never intended to damage his sister's household, although he did not refuse if his sister-in-law wanted to sleep with him.
"You're not menstruating, are you?" ask Dennis.
Katrin was surprised to hear such a question, but it was hidden behind a bashful smile. "Om asking why?"
"Can't get married if you're menstruating."
Kirain wanted to do what, Katrin thought she was careless. He had imagined something romantic and confused to reject it! If Om Dennis asks for such a wage for his willingness to be a guardian, how?
His decision to incest enough with Papi could continue like a soap opera. The omnya is a land crocodile, and is hidden behind a skullcap.
"Again, Om," Katrin replied casually. "At least I don't think about rules. I used to live without rules for bed."
"You should move to Europe then. Living in a house without ties violates the existing order of life."
Dennis was self-admonishing. He lives without ties to Tarlita. But he didn't want his nephew to do the same, even if it was just a small talk.
"You'll soon be the number one wife in the county" Dennis said. "So you have to think about the rules and live by the rules."
"All right, that's enough in the mouth, imaging it," Katrin argued. "If I'm not satisfied with the regent's mas, just pretend to be loyal in public."
"You'll always be thirsty if you live your passion. Well, after being the regent's wife you can't be. Your husband's career could be ruined.
Katrin smiled wryly. Career ruined because it doesn't know the trick. They play with people who dare to dismantle their own disgrace in order to boost followers.
If you play well, everything goes mediocre. The proof of the electability of trust in Datuk Menjinggi increasingly soar as the game soar on the bed.
"Oh yeah, Nadine's guardian time, what's she giving you?" ask Katrin.
"Not given anything."
"But my sister's spy. He's married to the sultan."
"Would have been secretly married by accident. So her husband has no money."
"Lying if there is no money. Two or three hundred million must have been holding."
"It's okay. It's my duty to be a guardian because my brother doesn't qualify."
"Not qualified what do you mean, Om?"
"That's it," Dennis seemed reluctant to tell. "That has happened let it happen."
Katrin doesn't know that Dennis is aware of the scandal going on in this house. Such beautiful and sexy women like Katrin can indeed make men forget the prevailing norms.
Katrin saw his face was so tangled. Must be cold again. Aunt Caroline is hard to ask, her anger has not subsided, her relationship with Tarlita has been destroyed, while she does not like snacking carelessly.
"I didn't ask for anything" replied Dennis, pretending not to know where he was going. He's an asshole, but first if you have to eat a nephew. "What matters is tomorrow's show going well."
Katrin was relieved that there was no need to repeat the cursed act. "But Om take it easy. I'll transfer a hundred million, I'll ask for his account number."
"Oh, don't think about it." Dennis refused, hoping. "But .. if you can't go through the account, it's easy to track."
"So much Om how to." Katrin smiles. Once again threw an offer, even though he himself did not want to. "But really don't want a test drive? Than screeching outside, Om? To the knowledge of netizens, must have spread everywhere, at the end they are happy that Om has fallen poor!"
Bulik emerged from the inner room and looked surprised to see his nephew. "When are you coming, Den?"
"Barusan, Bulik," replied Dennis. And before the many questions that made him sultry, he immediately got up. "My body doesn't feel good. Where can I take a shower?"
"In my bathroom. Om can also rest in my room, let me sleep with Bulik."
"The room in this house is a lot?"
"There are two more rooms empty. But I don't allow men to sleep there, except men who have the right."
"Nadine and Prilly's room?"
"Yes" said Katrin bitterly. "The room was left empty until they came home. I don't expect them to be gone forever."
"Oh yeah, what about your papi?" ask Bulik. "Have you heard of the news?"
"Not yet, Bulik."
"I don't know what else to pray for him." The woman's face turned cloudy.
"Patience to you, Bulik. This must have been his silver."
Katrin herself does not know what the wisdom behind her father's death is? Perhaps the punishment is the most appropriate term. Buried without a headstone.
"Have you eaten, Den?" ask Bulik.
"Already," replied Dennis briefly, but the stomach was rumbling. "Eat on the street."
Dennis knew Bulik was again looking for a loophole to interrogate him. What else do you want to ask? It's all clear. Tarlita asked to break up and her house in Bandung floated. The house was hanged. Until now Caroline has not forgiven, but refused to divorce.
Dennis' schedule is very tight today. His stamina is pretty depleted. He has to prepare the energy for tomorrow. Finished as a marriage guardian, he immediately entered the office, there were guests from the area.
"Where's your room?" ask Dennis.
"Eat him often come here" Katrin smiled. "Nephew's room just doesn't know."
Katrin escorted Dennis to his room, then back again to the living room, sitting relaxed enjoying the atmosphere of the night.
Bude came and asked, "Where's denis?"
"Wake in my room."
Bude. "In your room?"
"Just calm down, Bude. I didn't sleep with him. He also does not want to. I slept with Bulik."
"Well, how's your mom? Can he come tomorrow?"
"Can't, Budek. Fitting with check-up schedule. If it's cancel, I don't know when the doctor will come to Indonesia."
"But Nadine and her husband can be present. Enough of Prilly's sending."
"Nadine can't come. Tomorrow her husband's graduation."
Well, only this information is accurate. Katrin got the word straight from Gerdy. The rest he had to lie.
"Your father hasn't come home yet?"
"Not yet, Budek."
"Yes already then. I'll rest first."
"Yes, Budek."
Katrin usually goes to bed at this hour. He's very nervous tonight. Not because tomorrow is about to get married, suddenly the question arises in him, is what is done to Papi right?
This house is peaceful and peaceful. But seeing the sister-in-law so persistent in looking for Papi, an anxiety was mounting. He doesn't want his household to fall apart because of the garbage man's case!