My best friend my husband

Chapters 107.Mr . Jonathan

"In that section of the fence I have the cable you asked for. But, the cable was fifteen percent if the person was to use shoes to protect his feet would not stumble. But, if he makes thin gloves. He'll feel stifled, but not too severe. Except for the skin of his hands. In the door knob it will feel the heat and also the room window on the outside only. And you can now use it if you push the ON and OFF buttons to die" explained Alazka.

"So how much total?" my question was to pick up my phone and give it to her.

Alazka typed on my phone with her cheerful face, while I was still waiting for my phone to come back to her.

Grep's!

After my phone was in my hand, I saw the value of rupiah he asked for Rp. 500,000,000,00,-

"Boss, I'm going to give it to his exchange about 10 million more and the rest to me and the guy who assembled the remote control. Thank you very much."

After saying this, Alazka walked out of my house. Ah, really once he.

I walked into the room and found Adnan sitting in front of the mirror staring at the window.

"What's wrong?" ask me to sit on the lip of the bed.

"No, just think of the woman with the umbrella and last time I bathed my left eyelid I kept twitching" said Dara

"That's just a myth, don't be too trusting of such a thing."

I picked up Dara's phone lying on the nightstand and searched about her twitching eyes.

"In the medical world, the condition of eye twitching is called myochemistry or orbicular myochemistry. This is a condition in which the eyelids move on their own, repeatedly and unwittingly. For some people, the symptoms of twitching eyes are only limited to ordinary eyelid movements. But in some cases, the symptoms of twitching can be severe to make the eyes close on their own. For its duration, myochemistry can be experienced for a few seconds or minutes and lasts only occasionally. Although the duration is short per occurrence, it can be repeated for several weeks."

I read the article that was written there.

"Well, where are we going tonight?" I'll distract him.

"Eh, what if we go to the exhibition. I think there's a lot of cheap stuff in there" I enthusiastically suggested.

"Well, we'll go."

I smiled happily as Dara accepted my invitation.

After the prayer, I gave Bi Ima a stack of money because today he paid. I gave him 7 million rupiahs, because I heard from Dara that his son had a fever. So, I gave 2 million for the bonus.

Tonight, I'm wearing a black shirt, black jeans, a white hat and a white suit because it's pretty cold tonight.

While Dara wears a brown shirt and wears black toad pants combined with a SUGA-BTS jacket.

It was not Dara who bought it, but it was Love. He also bought it for Dara with the same shape.

I think it's okay, though. But, tonight Dara style looks tomboyish. It doesn't matter to me, unless he's wearing jeans. I'm not suggesting.

Dara wears her black bag branded as GUCCI. I've been buying them for a long time, making some of those luxury items part of our dowry.

But, Dara very rarely used it. I put my wallet, his wallet, my phone and his phone into his small backpack.

Dara was busy in front of the mirror to decorate her eyebrows using eyebrow. Although only natural, but it looks very beautiful in my eyes.

"Oh, yes, brother. We will go home from there to the supermarket. Something to buy."

I ber oh ria responded to his proposal. I kept watching his movements, which looked hard using the eyebrow. Too often he removed using tissue that he moistened with baby oil.

I walked up to him, took over the small brush in his hand and began to string the eyebrows together in such a way.

"Don't ask how your husband is good at business and cooking. This handsome husband of yours is also good at face makeup. Although not all but, if in terms of the basics, be," my cerocos then brush his eyebrows to look neat.

After that I showed my work in front of the mirror to Dara. His face was very enthusiastic when his eyebrows were neatly painted.

"Other times, if you can't use eyebrow pencils. You can wear eyebrow mascara's brother."

"Huh?"

I pulled out the dresser drawer and then showed the eyebrow mascara I often use when I go to the office.

You can call me a sissy who can dress up. But, nowadays appearance is number one.

*If you use eyebrow mascara, your eyebrows will look shaky. Not like an over-filling eyebrow pencil. But, in the eyebrow mascara section is more neatly styled your eyebrows. You can use the usual mascara.*

"Have you?" tanyaku looked at Dara who was wearing a highlighter to her face.

"Just a minute, go to the toilet first."

Dara walked into the toilet, while I came out of the room carrying Dara's bag and my car keys.

It's always like that, if we want to go everywhere the toilet never forget to diabsen. 'You can poop somewhere else. There is also a public toilet.

"Come on."

I held Dara's hand out of the house. Earlier I had sent a message to WhatsApp family group so as not to visit my house because we were away.

"Honey, please remote control it on ON, right," I asked as we exited the yard. Bi Ima was also not home, so home now there was no one.

Dara understood and did what I told her to do and she put the remote control back in her bag.

We went to a food festival. There are so many various foods there, ranging from typical Indonesian, Mandarin, Filipino, South Korean and many more.

I got word from Alazka. Papa, Mama and Cinta also went to the event.

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"Come, get off."

Dara and I got out of the car and asked Dara to give me my phone from her bag.

Pingy!

I just switched airplane mode to regular mode and automatically turned on my mobile data.

Love Bobrok

[누나, 어디야? 도착 했니? 우리는 방금 걷기 시작했습니다.]

(Oppa, eodiya? Sochag haessni? Ulineun bang-geum geodgi sijaghaessseubnida.)

(Sister, where are you? Has it arrived? We just want to walk.)

"Who, brother?" ask Dara who is beside me.

"Love, she said mommy's just like you want to go here. Together with us," I said while embracing his shoulder.

Pingy!

Love Bobrok

(Oppa, akka sinu-i Chaca-egedo socig-eul jeonhaessseubnida. Geuneun ol eobsdago malhaessgo naeil siheom - eulhaessdago malhaessda.)

(Sister, I also told my sister-in-law, Chaca. He said he couldn't come tomorrow for the exam he said.)

"Said he sent a message to Chaca to come with them. But, he said he couldn't because tomorrow there's a school exam," I explained reading a message from Love.

Grep's!

Somehow Dara suddenly pulled my body closer to her. My eyes were wide when both hands were on my waist.

The dim light of the festival was bouncing onto his face that looked sparkling. Those dark knight eyes made my heart beat very tight.

Moreover, the night wind that hit the hijab so that it makes it look very soft.

"Ah, that was a cart passing by."

I could feel her hands slowly coming off my waist. But, to be honest, I refused to move near him. Dara is so beautiful tonight.

His eyelids blink indicating he was very nervous and misbehaved at me. The bead of his eyes was moving in an uncertain direction, I could also feel that his heart was also buzzing loudly.

"You're all right in your heart, aren't you?" I teased him while putting both hands on his side attached to the silver Mercedes-Benz S-Class I once bought for 7.55 billion.

"Sister, many people. It's in a public place."

I smiled as I looked at him who was very frightened. In fact, I wouldn't do more outside of the house. I also don't want them to get free viewing from us.

"Hey, just at home make out!"

I distanced myself when I heard my mother's scream. I looked towards those who were approaching us.

"Sister, if you can't stand it. Mending to go home," snapped Love.

I reached out to her ears to make her feel pain and even her legs also stepped in so that her tiny ears could not be separated from her head.

Pluck up!

I let go of my hand that grabbed her when it got a blow from Dara on my wrist.

While Love complained of pain to papa.

"Followly, let's enjoy this festival. Luckily, we got an invitation from him. They must be waiting for us inside."

Papa first walked waltzing into a luxurious and very large restaurant.

Dara and I followed them from behind. Some people offered us drinks, but I refused because the drinks they were displaying were twenty-three percent alcoholic beverages.

"Hope," murmured Dara. We sat at the table and I looked for a drink that didn't smell like alcohol for me and Dara.

"Drink," I said, giving her a glass of green syrup. Dara took a slow sip and then she placed the gold glass on him.

They made an event right in the middle of this restaurant, out door. So that guests can enjoy the cool night breeze and see how bright the night is decorated with tumbler lights with various motifs.

"Eh, there's a photo spot. Want some photos?" I'm bargaining with Dara.

"Got ah, shame."

"Ngapain's ashamed, anyway. Everyone knows that you're my wife. Come on, Love please take us there," point me where there's an interesting photo spot.

Love nodded her head in agreement and then we turned to the pink flowers on display plus the various lights there. It looks very romantic.

I opened the mask that covered my face and then we took a smiling pose towards the camera of my mobile phone held by Love.

Czechoslovakia!

"Again."

I clenched Dara's waist to get closer to my body, eroding the distance between us. Dara took the pose of keeping a smile towards the camera while her left hand she raised and her tiny index finger and thumb formed the symbol of love or sarathae.

While I stared at her very pretty and glowing face.

Czechoslovakia!

I took a standing position behind Dara's body hugging her possessive waist and smiling towards the camera phone.

In this section, there are not too many visitors who are in our place. Suddenly Love gave my phone to a man carrying a tray.

"Please take a picture of us, yes," the man's Love request.

Love stood next to Dara and we took a cheerful laughing pose as we enjoyed this event very well.

Czechoslovakia!

After feeling enough, we ended the photo session and returned to the table occupied by mom and dad. There was already accompanied by a middle-aged man who had a distended stomach with his stocky body.

"Azlan knows this papa's friend Jonathan. Jonathan, this is my son and this is my son-in-law."

Papa introduced me, Love and Adnan. I smiled at him and when Mr. Jonathan gave his hand to Dara, I immediately welcomed his hand.

"She is my wife" I said and let her sit in her chair as well as Dara.

"Thank you Mr. Seok, Mrs. Silvia and family are pleased to come here. I am very happy, especially to be able to meet your child. He is completely different now, I was very surprised to see Azlan who is already tall and has a fit body. In the past, when I visited Seoul, he was a cute little boy," said Mr. Jonathan looking at me with a crisp laugh.

Yeah, he's one of papa's friends. But, he is the CEO of plastic surgery and now he is opening this restaurant for his wife.

(Thank you, Mr. Seok, Mrs Silvia and the family are here to come. I'm so happy, let alone being able to meet your son. He is completely different now, I was very surprised to see Azlan who is already tall and has a fit body. Back then, when I visited Seoul, she was an adorable little girl.)

"Everyone needs a change for the better than the past, Mr. Jonathan. In the past, I didn't know a woman and now I'm finding her and marrying her in the near future" I replied as I clasped Dara's hand and placed it on my thigh.

(Everyone needs change to be better than they were, Mr. Jonathan. In the past, I had not known a woman and now I found her and married her in the near future.)

Long ago, when I was a kid. I've been betrothed by her only daughter. But I just kept quiet and didn't heed what he said.

Before long, I transferred my mother to Indonesia and lived here. Mr. Jonathan no longer visits our second home.

I asked my mom to move to the country and happened to be Indonesian mom. So, we parted ways with the self-fighting papa in Seoul.

"Now Rara is a big girl and she has also received her second degree. She is currently working in a well-known advertising model in South Korea. But, unfortunately she wasn't looking for a man who filled her heart. He is very persistent in pursuing his current career, even forgotten his rest time. I, as a present, also cannot prohibit him because this is the world and its time to enjoy his youth and let him pursue his career which is increasingly soaring."