Me VS Crazy CEO's
Reunion leads to vomiting
Ica stared at a 2-story house not too grand, but complete facilities. Suitable for him and Jihad to build a happy family according to his dreams, in this house will be Ica and Jihad will build a household heresy with all the tests, and purity.
The flashback
No items will be brought, just a suitcase of clothes and personal items.
"Newly also want to knit the rope of love with a ghost ! already gone, "mama Vivi's nagging played Ica's hair, hoping Jihad and Ica changed their minds not to move soon.
"Let's take care of it, tomorrow Ji, promise not a lot of time, make the transfer, "answer Jihad.
"You can often play at home, or Ica who often play here for the same nemenin learn to cook," Ica was not reluctant to wrestle the arms of mamah Vivi.
"Ji, should Ica quit her job, so that her activities are only in college ?" ask mamah Vivi.
Ica looked at each other with Jihad.
"Ntar Ji, who was upset in the mah's office, no one wanted !" kekeh Jihad's.
"Curtain, bucin ! so what kind of work do you want to date ?" ask mamah Vivi.
Ica and Jihad entered the car, leaving the Jihad's parents' second home, to begin building the household tower. Likes and sorrows are knitted together without having to involve anyone's family.
Flashback off
Counted on a month they've been here, "Darling, it's noon so join the reunion ?" ask Jihad. The reunion was supposed to be held 2 weeks ago but due to the school building holding an annual accreditation assessment, the reunion was postponed.
"So dong ! " Ica offered a plate of fried rice, which she was already proficient at making on Vivi's mamah recipe.
A cup of coffee with Jihad's favorite creamer has also been served in front of him. The Jihad breakfast menu is not far from fried rice, sandwiches or sausages and eggs. But Jihad likes it, the man does not choose the article of food, whatever served Ica will he greedy, maybe even if only rice and salt only.
"I'm sorry, I can't go. It turns out that meetings with clients can not be postponed or on a re-schedule, because this client is a little complicated !" Jihad seems to be sorry.
"What ga, can you pick him up right back !"
"Be careful not to be naughty, I will know if you macem macem !" jihad is full of threats, while putting rice in his mouth.
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Ica wore a dusty pink dress, wearing some Jihad-created jewelry, though not conspicuous, because Ica was not happy with anything excessive. Yup ! the position of Jihad made Ica at least change her appearance, it is impossible for a CEO's wife to dress like a bum, can be ashamed of 7 derivatives.
With ushered Pak Wahyu, the driver who always accompanied Ica wherever she went, Ica down the road to the school building smp her first.
"Sir, I will go down at the front stall. You go home, let my husband pick you up, " replied Ica.
"Okay ma'am, "answer to Wahyu.
Ica came down, she saw an old face that looked a lot of changes.
"Came on ?!!" show Meli.
"Mell !!"
"It's really loose isn't it Ca ?" a veiled woman who looked fatter than last seen.
"Ica, how different loe ! beautiful vows !!! successful now ?" tanya Meli rubbed Ica's arm from shoulder to finger, researching Ica as if Ica an antique in the museum.
"Still, you touch touch gini bought ngga? glassware, hold it means buy ?! " alloh Ica makes Meli laugh.
"Btw the other kids have been collecting ?" ask Ica.
"There's Jali and Ulfa !" take Meli to school.
"Li, this is !!" the other two friends until pangling saw the change Ica.
"Geez Ca, zero to hero ! don't don't this rent or kw ya Ca ?!" seloroh Jali as before.
"Heh peakkk ! good if you say, rent..gue gush in laundry same jewelry store ! " answered Ica, the four laughed. These three people were the ones who accompanied Ica after Kara moved. Starting from sharing snacks, or sharing suffering.
"For me dong Ca, tips and tricks so beautiful gini !" gangbol Ulfa.
"You know what ? I'll take you to Mount Gede, will you ?" ask Ica.
"Pesugihan or susuk mean loe ? Najiss !" ask Jali to steal.
" Want me, ga what is it that I grew Jali !" answer Ulfa.
"Sue anj44yyyy !" jali Cibir.
"Btw where do you now loe Li ?" ask Ica.
"Li tuh Jali what is Meli ?" ask Meli. The four of them sit among the crowd of the same alumni are giving up longing.
"Loe both, miss me same loe on !" answer Ica.
"Ca rubber factory working gue, "Jali replied.
"Suit ! loe mouth elastic if bully person !" answer Ica.
"Gue at the hotel, " replied Ulfa.
"Gue housewife, ", Meli replied.
"Pantes loe melarr body, if most housewives are guilty of eating bangk4iii sudara herself, aka ghibah, so loe wide !" seloroh Jali who was suddenly given a huge blow to his shoulder from Meli.
"Njirr ! less aj4rr, ga tau kalo mamak dah ngamuk, the same mouth idung pesek loe dijadain rujak cingur !" meli Sarkas.
"Kamvreeett !" jali's Umpat.
"Loe alone where's Ca ?" ask Ulfa.
"Gue went to college, while working. "Ica replied briefly, not wanting to mention that her boss was her own husband, she did not want to be called arrogant, let them know by themselves if it was time for stupidity.
"Ca, Revan is still single ! karmic karmas are already diseakin loe deh Ca, so each has no relationship ever lasting !" Meli laughed pointing to a man in a shirt who was busy being a committee.
"Honey, I'm a kind mother, the fairy version of that mother !" meli answered raising her eyebrows.
"Preeet ain't my caya !" answer Ulfa.
"The same belief Meli mah musyriik Fa, believe in the same God, " timpal Ica.
"So, it's been bertaun taun mouth loe threesome is still the same ! pedes, bar bar !" decih Melis.
"Same !!!!" the sarcasm laughed.
The event began with a speech from the alumnus representative, then the school representative and then halal bi halal.
They reminisce, when the old school band used to enliven the event, and invite singing together.
"Mel, I'm going to the toilet first !" Ica's permission, is possessed by Meli who is still fun singing in memory of the past.
"Do I need anther and not Ca ?" ask Jali.
"Gue not nene nene nursing must loe bopong Jal, "push Ica.
"You want me to teach you how to do it ?!" his head was pushed by Ulfa and Meli.
Step Ica down the hallway of the school building, remember forget.
"It's not wrong to go to the toilet !" Ica Mummings.
"To the toilet turn right Ca, "Ica cackled in shock, turning her head towards her back. The man he was most reluctant to meet, was now even walking closer to him.
"Hay Ca, how are you ?" ask Revan. His face is still the same as before, only covered with mints around his face.
"Well, " answered Ica briefly, he turned back to his destination to the toilet, but unexpectedly after returning from the toilet Revan was still waiting for Ica at that place.
Ica was initially surprised but he considered it as if Revan did not exist, it could have been just a pity if Revan was waiting for him.
"Ca, you're here by yourself ?" tanya Revan opened the chat.
"According to loe ?" Ica asked cynically, Revan grunted, "loe is still as sweet as Ca, still cynical rich Ica that used to be, fiercely tempestuous," I nya, made Ica make a movement as if she wanted to vomit.
What do you mean, want to woo or what, Ica thought.
"Loe is also still just as rich as it used to be, likes the dreadlocks ga clear, is loe still a rich playboy first ?" ask Ica to the point, Ica's mouth is always without a filter if the radar is against people annoying sounds.
Unexpectedly Revan even laughs, "loe expensive Ca, my nyia nyia nyia in loe, loe faithful ga easy approached with other guys. "
"Re, I'm sorry this is a reunion but it's not the time for nostalgia in the past. The bitter past exists to be a reminder, but not to be kept. "
"OK okay.sorry, I still feel guilty about you Ca, "revan replied.
"Let me be forgiving, "Ica replied wanting to leave, before Revan's question stopped.
"Loe's still alone Ca ?"
"Alone or already have a partner is not your business, but just information for you, I am married, "answer Ica continued her steps.
"Lucky guy who dapetin loe Ca, " muttered Revan staring at the departure of Ica.
The event is over, but Jihad has not shown the trunk of his nose. Ica had to wait at the stall where she had come down. Regretting the Revelation sir he told me to go home. Jali has gone home with her lover, Meli and Ulfa have been picked up by her husband and boyfriend. Ica is now on her own. Plus his feet were scuffed earlier because of his high heels.
Somebody get off the bike, "Ca, wait for an invitation ?" tanyakanya.
"Yes, "Ica replied rotating her eyeballs.
"Gue Temenin yes, here deserted, the shop also closed, fearing there are bad people ! here crime-prone Ca, "he explained.
Ica thought and fondled nimang, he did not know when Jihad until earlier his cellphone could not be contacted.
Revan sat down beside Ica, who was suddenly distancing himself. He just smiled.
"Do you want me anter ?" revan asked, obviously Ica shook her head.
"You need to be careful, and my man is also nyampe !" answer the ketus Ica.
"Yes I've already done aja loe here deh," he replied, Ica shuddered his shoulder no matter what. Not this moment that Ica wants to pass, especially if Jihad knows.
"Ca, inget ga first.moment this we ever alamin too ! at the time of the accident, Danu sir, we truant even stuck because my motorcycle tires are leaking ?!" kekeh Revan's.
"Ga know, forget !" really Ica did not want to hear anything Revan said especially about the past of the two. Plus the dizziness and nausea that suddenly whack makes Ica lost focus on Revan's speech.
"Huweeekkk !!!" Ica drifted towards the side of the stall regurgitating her stomach contents.
"Eh, Ca ! loe why ?" revan asked frantically, this man's reflexes massaged Ica's nape, helping her to expel her entrails. Ica is seen refusing by scratching her shoulder but Revan kekeh helps her.
"Loe hurts Ca ?!" tanya Revan, holding the tip of Ica's hair so as not to get vomited, Ica shook her head.
"Gue Anter is coming home ?! if it hurts why should it come anyway ?" just saying even his mouth was still wet, a raw bogeman landed smoothly on Revan's jaw.
"Don't touch my wife !!!"
"Ji ! "
"Huweekkk !!" Ica was so tormented by her nausea that she could not break up and mediate in Jihad that attacked Revan blindly.
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