My Beloved Husband

Important Day

"Yoga's wife, right?"

Hush, Pian glared so much, it was clear the status of the wife was a woman, there was no way he called the man a wife, where would Yoga sword fighting.

They were still hiding, while the sound of Yoga out there slowly disappeared and he could not hear clearly anymore, surely his position was far away.

Wipe the chest, feel relieved.

"Heh, don't you say weird, invitation time?" Wira doesn't believe, just one he hasn't received. "Don't it's a private family event, so I'm like Nando's escaped, you guys are famous, you're his uncle!"

"Uncle your head!" Pian jitak wira's head. "Soften, the yes period that comes is only family, during this time if there is an event, two-sided families appear, but the closest relatives and coworkers are added!"

"Well, who am I close to? Saka, Shafi'iyah? Kan, I'm just like Bas, Yan!"

Damn, talking to his friend this one does require extra patience, he lost every time trying to argue Wira, not to mention if Nando exists, can choke Pian.

"A good gardener should buy a nice and expensive wedding gift, not a set of pots that are only 250,000, shame, Yan!"

"You wanna fall?"

The hero raises both hands, he still has responsibilities, including buying food for friends or acquaintances who often come home.

Crazy, Pian clumsily here, the other one confesses, but he makes sure it will be the same with Wira too, the man becomes a biduan.

Tap, tap, tap ...

"Racula?" muttered Pian accused softly, like seeing Nakula's face across there, walking quickly while carrying a pink laptop.

Secretly following his future son-in-law, Pian settles alone, his eyes look to the side where Nakula is going, it is impossible if Baskara wants to work with a feminine laptop just like that, which is true.

Brak!

"Bas room so true that the pregnant father wanted a pink laptop, what after this there was a thanksgiving Bas so soft?" muttered.

While in his room.

Nakula handed the laptop to Baskara's desk, the man folded his hands, looking at the bright laptop alternately, from one color to another.

"What do you mean?"

"Shafiyah asked me to bring this to the office, to ask for a bus, she said.." replied Nakula, there is no expression of a smile here, this morning is still tense about the wedding day and all the preparations.

"Who, something broken? "

"It has to be open, it keeps on being serviced!"

"Well, that's what I mean, he's asking not just to be seen, there's an addition, anyways I make what a pink laptop is so, can shock all in the meeting room.

Nakula just chuckled, she also just listened to that without even wanting to ask Shafiyah further.

As soon as Baskara opened and checked his sister's laptop, the smile widened where the background screen was none other than a photo when they were children, Shafiyah was in Baskara's arms and Saka was standing right beside Baskara, looking like they are afraid of losing.

Hi, sister .. That year I first met you who was all day at the training barracks, every minute I waited and all the photos that you took were my fondest childhood memories.

The long sentence that Shafiyah deliberately wanted to show Baskara, today, was more than 10 years from their meeting.

"Yes, Brother?"

"Later, I'll pick up Ais's sister, we'll eat together, I'll bring a friend here with your future husband!"

"Yeah, you know what I want!"

***

Eating together before marriage, Baskara deliberately held for his beloved sister who will soon be the wife of the person, who was none other than the person in front of him, while Shafiyah was beside him with Aisyah and Saka.

In front of that three loyal followers of Baskara and uncle Yoga, ahahah, just say he was so old.

"Know there's free food, I'll take my wife!" Yoga joking.

"Indeed, who wants to take your wife, rice will run out a lot!" baskara reply surprisingly, usually will not reply with a nosy sentence so, where there are women spend one, even more small in stature.

Nakula is nudged repeatedly by Pian and Nando, "Cie who wants to split duren!"

"Whose durennya?" Nakula replied innocently.

Puuurrfttt,

Milk coffee that Yoga sesap sumput sprayed, there are humans today do not know what duren part is.

"Ask Saka if you don't know!" titah Yoga.

"What, me, why me?" Saka pointed at himself confused, it could be considered strange if he replied, it could be considered the same as his two brother's friends. "I don't know what duren is, don't ask me!" shaking his hands away, he would be unlucky to answer.

Yoga clucked, "Ask Bas only then, it's been the durennnya fruit in the stomach of Ais, understand not?"

Baskara nodded, she rubbed Aisyah's stomach while puffing her chest, her shot successfully right on target. The newlywed Yoga daily had imagined his wife carrying a baby, wanting him to giggle his young uncle.

"What indeed?" ask Shafiyah and Nakula at the same time.

Loh,

Pian and the other three suddenly closed their eyes, how could people who want to get married do not understand such tropes, they make sure once again, in fact Nakula really does not know, he is more aware of the types of duren fruit sold in the market.

"I've heard, but to me it's not funny and it has nothing to do with marriage, jad-"

"Ak, that's what after marriage, the first night of the day, I mean, make baby grandpa like ice!" cut off pregnant women more surprisingly.

Her husband turned his head while shaking his head, all the answers were defeated by this one pregnant mother.

Glucose, glucose,

"Why is everyone looking at me, Yanda?"

"Ndaaaa, what are you talking about?" Baskara wants to bite his wife's cheek, why not he told her to wear a mask or veil, if this is so the anxiety added.

"I'm not saying anything weird, am I?" stuck to Baskara's shoulder, embarrassed in the air, especially in front of him there are men who suddenly widen their eyes because of the answer.

Where's wrong, wasn't he just asked, so what's wrong?

"Yanda, Yanda .. I'm scared!" whispered.

"I'm more afraid of you, you know what a strange answer!"

"What a strange answer, will I answer the truth Yanda who said it first right, it's Yanda who told me, the time I am now wronged anyway!" rubbing on Baskara's arm, protesting as he pleased, between crying and sky-level embarrassment.

Yoga could not bear and as the holder of the oldest position, he asked Baskara to understand.

"Bas, it's, it's true, it's fine, let Ais say!" flickering on Baskara.