Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
Arriving at KUA



"Mas Al?" call Cia.


Both corners of his lips are pulled up perfectly, when he saw the husband was chatting casually in the office yard KUA.


"Cici, Mother?" muttered Alkan slowly.


The Father of Penghulu said goodbye to his partner, he immediately approached the wife and Mother Marwah, who were getting closer to him.


"Mas Al, have you rested?" ask Cia to the point.


The casually dressed and covered woman immediately grabbed Alkan's right hand, then kissed him gently. After Alkan saluted the reverence of the Mother, even without hesitation, Alkan gave a brief kiss at the top of Cia's head.


"What are you riding on?" ask Alkan gently.


The gaze continued to be directed at Cia's slightly reddened face, Alkan sure that the wife is trying to adjust to ride the city transportation, not a taxi that air-conditioned.


"Angkot," said Cia.


There was no face of annoyance or compulsion, the beautiful face just continued to display a happy aura. Although earlier, Cia and Mother Marwah had to cram in the city transportation.


Alkan stared guiltily at the two women, the most valuable in his life.


'Did I just buy that land?' whisper quietly Alkan in the heart.


His mind just kept floating, I don't know what's inside Alkan's brain right now. The Father of Penghulu looks busy with his own world, when Cia called even Alkan did not reply.


"Mass? Mas Al?" call Cia, the woman even shook Alkan's arm quite hard.


Alkan looked excited himself, but after that cleverly Alkan put on a calm face.


"Mas Al, why daydream?" ask Cia curiously.


Even Mother Marwah also looked in wonder at the son, Alkan seemed to be thinking of something.


"It's okay, let's go inside. Mas is hungry, inside is also Jihan his wife Fathur." invite Alkan gently.


The man dimpled the cheeks, herding his two wingless angels from behind. Both corners of Alkan's lips continued to lift, when he saw the closeness of Cia and the Mother.


The Mother who used to oppose her relationship with Cia, is now so loving Cia than her own son.


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"Well there is Mother Mar here, how are you? Mommy's healthy, right? sorry Fathur rarely play, understand that the pregnant woman likes to growl if Fathur kel-," said the man in a maroon shirt stopped, when he saw the sharp gaze of the wife.


"Aamiin," Fathur and the others agreed.


"Oh yes, this is Cia. Mother's daughter-in-law, if Alkan has not known Mother's daughter-in-law, let Mother know." said Mother Marwah again.


One of her hands clasped Cia's shoulders, the middle-aged woman smiled happily as she introduced Cia to her co-worker.


"Mas Alkan doesn't know yet, Bun. But he said it when he got married. I did not expect that his new bride was directly here, sending food again." seduced one of Alkan's colleagues, who was two years younger than Mr. Penghulu.


Mother Marwah smiled faintly hearing it, while Alkan and Cia were more silent. They both do not make a sound, but the movement of the body and the eyes both can not lie, if the current between the two are making inner contact, not physical or sound.


"It's like a bule mix yeah, it's really pretty." jihan chirped.


Bumil one just keep staring in awe, on a smooth plain face without makeup belongs to Cia. Even the pores of the skin were not visible at all, the pregnant woman thought, what treatment has been done by the wife of her husband's co-worker.


Even just wearing a long shirt and pants loose material, the aura is still charming, without making up again.


"My fire is indeed of Spanish blood, Brother." said Cia calmly.


Even Madam Alkan continued to display her friendly smile. One of Cia's hands, kept holding Alkan's free hand.


"Pantesan, very pretty. Our son can be sure not his face, if Jihan stares at Dek Cia every day." chirped the pregnant woman again.


Now his speech is able to make the husband lay face on the table, Fathur was resigned, even all night the prospective father continued to stay up late, to accompany the pregnant woman watching Turkish dramas.


And now when he saw the face of his partner's wife, Jihan wanted her son's face to look like Cia's.


"Ripuh Siti." lamented Fathur frustrated.



**THE BEETLE PLEASE INTUH MAS, DO NOT MAKE ME FAT EVERY DAY😭😭😭



I ALSO RIPUH SEE YOU MAS😍😍😍


HOLLA MET MORNING EPRIBADEH


HOW ARE YOU GUYS DOING TODAY? BE HEALTHY?


DON'T FORGET LIKE VOTE COMMENTS GIFTS AND FAVORITES YES


SEE YOU NEXT PART MUUUAAACCHH**