Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 78: Just Five More Months!

When Datul set foot off the bike, Mas Hamam's mother came out of the house. The woman was already impatient, wanting to see who the girl brought her son.

"Eh... You Datul his son Mr. Farkhan who sells crackers right?"

Datul was attacked awkwardly not playing. Want to shake hands but kog is not a distant guest. While want to instantly familiarize yourself kog afraid in thought look for face. Datul can only throw a stupid smile. Nglenyer!

Just entering the house, Datul was immediately herded into the dining room. On the table has been arranged biodiversity food. Datul almost tripped the leg of his chair by the food that all looked good.

"Where's Father?" It was Mas Hamam who asked.

"Your father can follow the manaqiban in the mushola, whose voice if not your Father"

"Sit Datul, do not hesitate" continued Mas Hamam's mother.

Mas Hamam with the understanding of dragging a chair for Datul to sit down. Sweat emang's. The dining table in the house was round, so the position of Datul sitting in the middle, between Mas Hamam and his mother. Their distance is not far either.

Datul's nervousness returned in the next second. His mouth feels stiff, even confused do not know how to mince words. Maybe if there is still a figure of his mother who teaches. How customs and manners come to the home of the prospective in-laws. Also Datul did not think to bring the hand. Basic Datul sucks!

"We're talking while eating is okay, aren't you?"

"Khem, yes Budhe, hehe..."

"I did not think that you have a close relationship" said his mother Mas Hamam while putting rice on their plates.

"Are you sure about my son? do you really like him?"

Datul's esophagus feels dry. Who does not like Mas Hamam, so many women who queue, it is actually Datul who feels inappropriate.

"Mother, in tawari first dong Datulannya want to eat what, cook directly so asked,"

"Ck! that's because you, too, never talk to mom, if you know your boyfriend is a village, right mom does not think,"

"Huh, what the hell was I thinking? What according to Hamam's mother does not sell, asked Datul gih how the football of Hamam's downfall"

What a lunge, handsome but can not captivate my best friend! uh so I'm the smitten dong...

"Where try Datul you tell me, my son is old, graduated from college if not threatened to be married and still at home he became an eternal student"

Datul smiled again. It is impossible to voice his heart. The point is that Datul from earlier could only show off his teeth. The teeth dry.

"Oh, what side dish do you want, rawon or grilled fish?"

"Euummmm..."

"Hmm. don't be shy, like who"

"Let Hamam take for Datul. You use sambel yes, do not use side dishes,"

"PREGNANT!" Mas Hamam's mother glared at her son who was ignorant.

"Hahaha. Usually also shy"

"Yes, you, you son of a bitch! Here's the plate let mom get it. Rawon just let you eat it easily" Datul nodded his head.

The next second they focused on each other's food. Datul did not say much, indeed before the interaction with Mas Hamam's mother was limited to greeting or only communicating when buying cut chickens in his lap.

"Where is mother's cooking good?"

"Eumm, good budhe"

"Hey, from now on get used to calling mom"

"Yes Budh-, uh she means mother"

"That's it. Add the food"

"Hehe.. Mom, full"

"You also have to play here often, I'm often lonely if Hamam lives playing"

"Hehe. yes Ma'am"

After the meal Datul intended to help wash the dishes. But Mas Hamam's mother, whose gold bracelet was as big as a chain of sheets, forbade him.

"Just wash your hands, let Hamam be holy. Let's move sit in the living room, mom's got a nice snack"

Hihihi.. freedom! batin Datul's. "Eh, it's okay for Datul to wash first"

"Heei.. Come here someone wants obrolin's mother "

Datul's chest pounded again. If this continues, Datul can be hungry again. The feeling of eating was also talking.

Batin Datul's.

In the middle room Mas Hamam already dlosoran in front of the tv. Very nice so Mas Hamam, no need to follow deg-degan. Datul to wonder himself. Is the self-proclaimed man so his girlfriend is not afraid that his mother is less sreg same Datul?

"Hamam sat down first, I want to talk seriously" Mas Hamam just sat down. Datul joined in sitting on the floor, glancing at the contents of the jar that turned out to be cashews. Ughh.

"Mother was serious about her face, making Hamam deg-degan"

Hih, I was Mas. Datul in my heart.

"Seriously, you asked Hamam, your bird can stand yet if Datul?"

Pffttt.... Datul almost did it. Serious questions without censorship that in fact can make Mas Hamam confused. Mas Hamam's shame has not broken up completely. It's natural to be embarrassed to ask so in front of girls.

"MOM!!!"

"What's? I'll just repeat your statement yesterday"

"Where?"

Datul held back a laugh waiting for Mas Hamam's reply.

"Are you smiling!" mas Hamam Sentak to Datul. The girl was even grim.

"He-he-he..., what?"

"Yes, it's already! satisfied mom?"

"Hahaha." From the eyes of his mother Mas Hamam Datul can see that he is happy. Datul's hand was grabbed by him and then held in his lap.

"Flatul, because the baby bird's mother can stand up, you have to accept the mother's proposal for her, okay!"

"Hikkk... hikk!!!"

And it happened again, Datul hiccuped at the wrong time.

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"Did I tell you, my mom would agree with our relationship"

Mas Hamam drove Datul home, and stopped by again. Datul even looks lemes leaning back on his hard chair because it is made of teak wood.

"You why? not happy to get married?"

"Huaaaaaaaa. I'm not ready yet!"

"Well, you're two three, what are you waiting for?"

"Partially you should just dally, when else marry the same handsome person"

"Narcissus!"

"Datul's Statement!"

"Yes..." Datul whining.

"What's? want to be in the hug?"

"Aghhh.... Mas Hamam knows my suffering"

"Makanya! Uh, you don't want to drink to your future husband?"

"Pretttt ah, ice pesen himself there"

"Rame og in mbak minem" Mas Hamam looked up from the window, from his position Mbak Minem stall immediately visible.

"Males, many girls like him, you want your future husband to be seduced"

"Huh, alesan..why drink what?"

"Es orange"

"Wait a moment, after all the night also did not go straight home even use to stop by, nahusahin" dumel Datul.

"Apaan the hell Datul, the same husband-to-be, consider again the practice of being a wife of sholehah, serving the husband with pleasure" said Mas Hamam, Datulnya has disappeared behind the door. A few minutes later Datul returned with two glasses of orange ice and a bowl of boiled noodles.

"I'm still full..."

"Fright PD, this noodle for you, want not to eat alone yes, do not ask"

"Jeez, karett's belly..."

"I'm stressed Mas, need to eat a lot" Datul bribed a spoonful of noodles full, after previously he was blown-blown to be rather cool.

"The love of my girlfriend, the stress of mating" Mas Hamam stroked Datul's head from where he was sitting.

"Mas, tell mommy, what's the wedding to be this year?"

"Sruuuttttpp....!" the sound of Datul's mouth sipping noodles caught Mas Hamam's attention. Looks good when Datul eats.

"You mind?" Datul nodded.

"Because?"

"I haven't had any savings yet Mas, you understand what my position is?"

"Hmm. I guess what"

"You take it easy, if my mom says we're getting married this year, that means I'm ready for funding"

"We stay married and produce cute kids, which is a lot"

"Seriously Mas!"

"You think I'm kidding?"

"For his noodles dong, it was delicious as it was" Mas Haman opened his mouth wide, but Datul was insensitive.

"Aaaaaaa.. bribe! Aaaaaa...." Datul only realized and immediately stuffed a big bribe of noodles into Mas Hamam's mouth with a cocky feeling. Mas Haman if invited seriously to talk like clegekan. Datul is upset himself.

"pkokkknyijj jgvbbhagbah tnghabh"

"What the hell are you!"

Mas Hamam swallowed the noodles that he managed to chew as well. I can only speak really.

"Just get married, five months away"

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No old wear, sat set, wus-wus!

Btw, in front of the camer Datul can only hehe yes. like me first, wkwkwkwkwk.

Otw nikah🥰