Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
On the Road Home



Along the way home Cia continued to hold Alkan's body from behind, after the morning prayers Alkan and Cia decided to leave the village immediately..


Even they both had to subtly refuse the request of Mr. RT and his wife, when asking them both to have breakfast first. Alkan felt bad if it was too troublesome, he and Cia would look for breakfast on the trip later.


"What breakfast do you want?" ask Alkan.


Because the pace of their trail motor is slow, so Cia can still hear clearly the voice of the husband. What's more, Cia is not wearing a helmet at the moment, so her ears and head can still be synchronized.


"So much Mas aja, want to eat breakfast with porridge, nasi uduk, chicken soto, which is important Cici's stomach full." said Cia slowly.


One of her cheeks was already stuck on her husband's back, Cia so enjoyed their ride home. Although the mountain air still feels cold piercing the skin, but for Cia his body still feels warm when close to Alkan.


While the man dimpled his cheeks, slightly tilted his lips to hear the wife's answer. What's more when he felt Cia's embrace getting tighter, Alkan's one hand clasped both of Cia's hands coiled around his stomach.


The smooth and pliable hand felt cold, Alkan rubbed it slowly to give a warm feeling there. The morning sun slowly rose, looking so beautiful in both eyes Alkan, only this time he saw the sun emerging from behind the hill.


"There's a sheriff, you want to?" ask Alkan.


Cia who had just closed both eyes, was so lazy to look at the surrounding area. The woman enjoyed the warmth of her husband's body more than breakfast.


"Mas Al wants to?" Cia asked back.


Her faint smile expanded when she saw Alkan nod, Cia also agreed with her husband's will.


"Cici wants to, but salty ones will." - Pinta Cia.


Alkan further reduced the speed of his motorbike, when the serabi shop was no longer far from their reach. Looks like this store is so popular, still in the morning the buyers are queuing up.


"You sit here, I want a message first." Alkan said.


Mr. Penghulu dimpled the cheek sat Cia in a bamboo bale, while Alkan himself entered the shop.


She took a deep breath, feeling the air this morning so fresh. Both of his eyes continued to stare into the tavern, even Cia slightly tilted her body to be able to see Alkan clearly.


His thin lips were attracted, when he saw Alkan talking to his sheriff's merchant. But his smile faded when he saw the other buyers staring at Alkan full of puja, especially the women.


Cia sighed violently, no matter where Alkan was there must be itchy eyes that asked Cia plug.


"Mas has ordered, let's wait." Cia immediately opened both eyes, when she heard Alkan's voice nearby.


Cia's wide smile re-emerged, even shamelessly Cia immediately embraced Alkan's arms tightly. As if confirming that this cheeked man already has a handler, has a patent, and has been on the state seal.


"This is Mas's warm tea" a mother brought a large glass of warm sweet tea to Alkan and Cia.


"Thank you Ma'am" said Alkan mannered.


After the mother left, Alkan grabbed the glass and spilled the tea on the small plate that became his saucer. Slowly Alkan blew his tea water away from overheating, Cia who saw that was just staring.


Why didn't Alkan blow it right out of his glass? why spill it onto a small plate first.


"Kok spilled on Mas's plate? why don't you just blow it right out of the glass." asked Cia astonished.


Meanwhile, Alkan, the dimpled man just smiled thinly and then gave the tea water to Cia.


"Let's have a drink" Alkan gave the small plate to Cia.


Of course Cia accepted it happily, slowly sipping her tea.


"Blowing hot water from the glass directly is not allowed, so it must be spilled first on a small plate like this. You must have often seen people serving a cup of coffee or tea, directly with a small plate as a placemat?" said slowly Alkan, and only nodded slowly by his wife.


"That's the main function of the little plate, now you understand?" he continued, while again pouring tea water on a small plate that Cia held.



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