Mr. Mrs And. Trina

You are not mama?

Along the clothes fitting Name really pursed his lips. No smile appeared on his face, not even the tailor to the confusion with the behavior of the Name that is not clear the direction of the cross.

“Mbak can be upright a little?” ask the tailor to ask for the Name to be slightly upright because it wants to remove the chest of the Name.

“Iya,” answer Ketus name, immediately.

Sewer confusion, why also this bride. As he remembered he had nothing wrong at all, even his clothes were well-stitched and there was really not a single flaw.

“Mbak why? Something wrong with the shirt?” ask the tailor worried that something is wrong with cutting clothes Name.

The name immediately looked at Rozak who from earlier pretended to busied himself in front of him. Whether reading a magazine, playing a cell phone or suddenly filling a crossword puzzle in the newspaper.

“You're not papa!?” exclaiming Nama while opening his eyes at Rozak.

Rozak could only stare at Nama and hide his smile behind the magazine he was looking at. Rozak's eyes twitched mischievously when he heard Nama say.

“No papa I Mbak, even I am confused Mbak why?” say the dress tailor while pulling the shirt meter.

“You're not papa? Choose unclean, no papa, no papa. Cute very,” read Name while turning to Rozak.

The tailor looked at Rozak asking for an explanation of what was really happening, why his client was suddenly enraged.

Rozak immediately got up from his seat and asked the tailor to leave them in the fitting room. “Mbaknya out first well, this is my future wife again hit by a virus you do not papa.”

“There is a virus you are not papa, Mas?” ask the tailor, confused.

“There's Mba, new virus. Deadly,” plays Rozak while keeping the magazine on the nearest sofa.

“Oh ... what virus?” ask the tailor.

“Virus jealous,” kekeh Rozak slowly afraid Name heard the talk of the two of them.

“Oh walah, makah pantes misuh-misuh mulu from earlier. Jealous after him Mas, really serem Mbak if jealous,” kekeh the tailor while walking away from Rozak.

After the tailor left Rozak and Nama. Rozak immediately hugged Nama from behind and kissed her open shoulder.

A startled name immediately turned his face, “What ... hah ... what? Why hugging, sono hugging Kuntilincing there. You are not papa, ih .. ask me to sew your mouth.”

Rozak held back his laughter upon hearing the rambling of the Name. “Nmobile.”

“Clear, don't want to. Sono, sono .. don't bother me. Far away .. Don't you stay here. No papa me, I'm NOT PAPA!?” maki Nama while trying to let go of Rozak's hug.

Rozak tightened his hug, making Nama completely unable to let go of his hug at all. “Least.”

“No, Nyun.”

“Idih ... don't want, are you papa?” say the name again, somehow he is sick of hearing the word you are not papa. Argh ... suddenly Zurra's face flashed through her mind. The name immediately stomped his feet and cried.

The name body that shook slowly made Rozak realize that Nama was crying. “Nyun ..”

“What?” ask the name annoyed. “There you are with Zurra. .. Don't marry me. There's Zurra there.”

Nama pressed both his eyes, for some reason the chest Nama tight. For the rest of his life he had never been this jealous with his life partner. According to him jealousy is a futile act but, with Rozak everything is different. Rozak actually made Nama more aware and more reserved his rights as a future wife, as a lover.

“There, nyebelin.” The name pushing his elbow asking Rozak to leave it.

“Nmobile.”

“Why?” tanya Nama while turning her body with difficulty because this moment her body in a kebaya wrap that actually stifles her body.

Rozak stared into the eyes of the wet Nama, Nama currently using softlens to make Rozak can directly look into the eyes of Nama without a glass barrier.

“Why not go? Wh why? Same to Zurra there ...”

“Ngak want Nyun,” replied Rozak slowly. His thumb rubbed the tears of the Name that came down from the eyes of Nama.

“Nyebelin, you bummer!?”

“Iya I've done my bidding, Sorry. Sorry well,” said Rozak trying to calm the name that is still burning jealous.

“Ih .. I want to break Zurra's face. Is he trying to hit your nabrka. Why don't you too, papa? Soan sooan,” maki Name while banging Rozak's chest annoyed.

“Iya .. sorry, already dong don't cry,” persuade Rozak.

“No, I'm with you.”

“Yes, same with me. I'm not papa.”

“Argh .. don't speak that word. Sick of the horror, ah do not like,” said Nama while moving his body irritated.

“Yes I said anything. Ah ...” Suddenly Rozak got the idea.

“What's why?”

“Apaan anyway, jayus,” kekeh Name while hitting Rozak pissed.

“Well, no papa can't. Yes, no mama. Good right?” rozak.

“Ngaco jayus nyebelin, so pingin kiss,” janda Name while wiping tears that still seem clear in his eyes.

“Cium.”

“Nah .. even demen, even ask in kiss.”

“And you said you want to kiss, have kissed here,” Rozak said as he moved his lips towards Nama.

The name screamed while beating Rozak's shoulder, his face trying to get away from Rozak's face. “Nebelin.”

“Come, kiss cepet,” command Rozak while holding the back head Name to want to be kissed by him.

“No, bummer, bawdy.” The name tried to keep his lips away from Rozak's lips which kept approaching his. “Ngak ma—“

Rozak deftly anchored his lips on Nama's lips. Quickly bitten by the lower lip name swiped it slowly. Then let go of his kiss.

“Eh ... why is it released?” ask the confused name.

“Lah, he said he did not want to be kissed.”

“Nak aja, kiss again. Cepet …. Ah ... cepet kiss again, Kang.” Name draped his arm around Rozak's neck.

“He doesn't want.”

“Ih ... kiss again or you want to nyium Zurra, Hah?”

“Choose, Zurra again. No, I don't want to kiss Zurra. Mending nyium you everywhere Nyun,” said Rozak while peeping rapidly lips Name.

“Why?”

“Your lips are sweet,” said Rozak while peeping again lips Quick name.

“Idih ... gombal you, ask me to be husband,” kekeh Name while peeping again lips Name.

“Good, so when do you want to make me a husband?” rozak asked while wiping the lower lip of the Name.

“When well, well my schedule is full sorry,” joked Name.

“Padet really?” ask Rozak.

“Iya padet very, so the padet is difficult to say.”

“Hmm ... in two weeks?” ask Rozak.

“Aduh .. it's a pity that two more weeks also can not. I have a great job, sorry yah.” The name said as it swiped its nose on Rozak's nose.

“Oh ... what job, you can't send to KUA first.”

“Aduh ... can't, two more weeks I want to marry.”

“Lah ... who's the same?” rozak asked pretending to be shocked.

“Hmm …. The same guy is the most beautiful, awkward, romantic, kind, patient, love me and my family. But ...”

“What? But, what? Less good what else is a guy. Perfect, right?” ask Rozak.

“Hahaha .. yes. But ...”

“But, what?”

The name blinked its eyes at Rozak while smiling. “Cowonya nyebelin if say ..”

“You're not papa?” say Nama and Rozak together while laughing out loud.

•••

Still discuss you are not papa 🤣🤣🤣

Uwu used to be a long time ago well, Gallon was really dizzy to find inspiration for Rozak's wedding and this name. Wkwkwkv ….

Patience with my zhyang-zhayang.

Thank you for not having coffee and not mama flowers. Wkwkwkw ….

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