My Ex-President My Husband 3

Season 2: By Nasgor

It looks like a white boy who still uses a full school uniform, is sitting in the garden while bowed staring at a bowl of meatballs and devouring the contents.

The sound of tongue is so clearly heard. The boy is hungry. Because usually when he reached home, he must immediately run to the dining table to devour whatever is there. This afternoon made him so hungry that he did not realize that he had spent two meatballs, and was now enjoying the third meatball.

Trouble at school, made him stop coming home. He was afraid that Mama and his Papa would scold him for a problem that was purely not his fault. The plan is that he will go to his Grandfather's house after finishing the meatballs.

"Bang kecap dong." he asked.

The meatball brother nodded and gave a bottle of soy sauce on the table.

"Thank you, Bang." said Ammar with sweat that had flooded his face. But before he actually poured soy sauce into his meat sauce. His hand was restrained, Ammar looked up and found a group of children in gray white clothes taller than him.

"What do you want?" ask Ammar. He was a little nervous and scared.

"For money!" say one of them. Ammar shook his head, not because he was unable to give. But he does not want to just give to those who use this kind of coercive way.

Ammar shook off the hands of those who were still loyal to clutch his arms.

"Eh, dare lo, yes!" a fat man grabbed the collar of an Ammar shirt.

Ck, how dare the child SD.

"Please!" shouted Ammar.

"Eh, uh what's the matter?" Bakso's brother approaches.

"Don't interfere, Bang. I kick the wagon, lo!" point at one of them with a finger.

Bakso's brother who intends to help Ammar can only be fixated, he is old, let alone the threat that will make him lose. So he could only be quiet.

"For money! I know you're a rich kid!"

"No, Bang. I am a poor man." replied Ammar.

"Not lie, Lo!" then the man lowered his hand and turned to hold Ammar's hand.

"Gue know this is an expensive watch! If you don't want to give us money, let this hour we take!" the man forcibly opened the circular watch in Ammar's hands.

"Ja-don't, Bang. This watch is a gift from my Mama." said Ammar in a sad tone.

Alika bought the watch while they were on holiday in Sweden.

Ammar tried to grab the watch they were shaking in the air. "Bang, Bang." Ammar looked up, and extended his hand upward.

Her tears dripped, the shadow of her face made her bitter. Because it feels threatened, and certainly does not want the item lost. Ammar became upset, he turned to punch the man in the stomach.

BUGS.

"Arkh .. puppy!" exclaimed the man, holding his stomach.

Ammar. He should have been happy because he had managed to hit the man, but he even retreated while away. Because some friends of the man were preparing to beat him up.

"Catch her! And beat it up!!" the man shouted to his friends when Ammar managed to escape.

"Come, Deck. Escape, meatballs brother not paid is also okay. The important thing is that you survived." cried Brother Bakso to Ammar.

The boy who was still sitting on the SD bench just kept running. But it seems like misfortune continues to accompany him. He stumbled over a rock and finally lay on the ground.

Unable to run, and finally the body was exhausted in the rocking by four High School boys earlier.

"Oh Allah, the Adek."

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Thanks to the cry of his wife and the panic in him that was so passionate, Bilmar had to intervene to find Ammar with his own hands.

Although at this time the man is not really alone to find his favorite son. He asked Randy to accompany him.

Rendi who also loves Ammar, ready to accompany Bilmar to find. And Bilmar has to drive the car as long as they do their living.

Earphones are still attached to his earlobe, to wait for information from the men he is sending to find Ammar.

"We searched for four hours, but no sign of my son was found yet." - Sighed Bilmar, holding his chin with his palm. Her face is bitter. "I'm afraid Ammar was kidnapped." a long sigh came after him.

"Prophe, Ammar must have been found. How are your men?" asked Rendi without turning her head, she focused on twirling the steering wheel.

"Dumb they all! I lost paying him, to look for a little boy just isn't a dick!" Bilmar wrath.

Kruyuk.

Bilmar's forehead grinned, he turned his head towards Rendi. "Hungry?"

Rendi nodded with a thin smile. "Sorry, Ren. Because of Ammar, you missed dinner."

"No problem, Bill. I can hold it." replied Rendi.

"really? Don't you have a sinus? Later if late eating continues to be sick, Binar will protest." decak Bilmar.

Rendi just laughed in response. "Maag, stupid, really sinus."

"Saking nervous, so the deafness of stupid is like you" he said, making Rendi hold her laughter. How dare Bilmar insult Vice President Acorp.

"Let's see there's some stir-fried rice. Stop, eat there." Bilmar pointed to a fried rice wagon that stood on the side of the highway, near a deserted park. With a distance still about a hundred meters from their car.

"Nothing?" Rendi asked back. Because, he knew once the man next to him never wanted to eat food on the side of the road like that.

Bilmar is a man who always upholds cleanliness, although not all traders on the side of the road, like what is in his shadow.

"Why?" billmar's eyeballs squinted as he felt Rendi doubted his kindness.

Rendi shook her head, not answering the question. He would rather ask again. "You want to eat too?"

This time it was Bilmar who nodded. "I had no appetite, before Ammar met. After all, you have to eat a lot to increase your energy."

"I mean--"

Bilmar. "Kan driving a car without time limits requires power. You listen to Alika's threats before we leave? I can't go home before I bring Ammar home."

"Yes but right, we can replace it, Bil." Rendi's whistle.

"My head feels like it's about to break, Ren. Think Ammar ran away somewhere, still have you told me to drive?"

Rendi snorted with a lazy delicacy. "Monkey, it is." he murmured softly.

The joints can only stroke the chest. The behavior and nature of the man who had been his President never changed.

Moments later, their luxurious car parked right next to the front of the fried rice cart.

"You're going down?" asked Rendi while she was taking off her seat belt. Bilmar. "I'm in the car, just get down and order."

"okay."

Bilmar closed his eyes for a moment. Drowsiness seems to start to hit. Since he came home from work he had not rested at all. Very light his head.

It's 20:00, but he hasn't found Ammar yet. His chest movements looked up and down. Even though his heart kept beating. He believed that God would take care of Ammar wherever he was.

"Eat here, wrap, Mas?"

"Eat here, I wait in the car." The car pointed towards the car. Rendi passed when Abang nasi goreng already nodded his head.

"Didn't want to eat? You'll be sick later, Bil."

It felt like Rendi's speech was right, Bilmar felt his stomach ache a little. But still he has no taste of dinner tonight.

"No." Bilmar answered without opening his eyes, focusing on a short nap.

Soon a plate of fried rice with eggs ceplok already in the hands of Rendi. His scent so pierced Bilmar's nostrils accidentally.

Grunting, trying to focus on enjoying the smell that was so appetizing. Not knowing it, if his stomach sounds.

"Message there, I know you're hungry."

Bilmar opened his eyes. He lyrics fried rice that is being eaten by Rendi. "His son, would you like to, Bil? I'm bribe." Rendi offers with laughter.

Bilmar. "I'm crazy, what does the world say, if I bribe the same men!"

Rendi laughs. "There's a message, I won't hold you strong, if you faint because you're hungry."

Bilmar was silent for a moment. He again noticed the look of the fried rice seller. "Clean clean." he murmured. Without waiting any longer, he opened the door and went down to approach the seller.

"Bang one yes, sweet but her. The eggs should not be put together in rice. Made by omelette."

Just want to nod steadily, the two eyebrows of the seller immediately linked.

"Melet, Mom?"

"Not a blow, but omelette. Eggs in a shuffle into a glass of sprinkled leeks."

"Can't be me, Mom. Omelette I don't know."

While fighting, Rendi came to ask for water.

"Where's the water? I drag it to eat no water." said Rendi while rubbing his neck.

"Aren't you a snake if you don't need to drink?"

Screeched. Rendi twisting jenga eyeballs. "Thank you, Bang" he said when the glass of water was in hand.

"Yes already, Bang if that's not my message so yes" said Bilmar. "Omelete's time just don't know, suck." he muttered along flipped the body and tailed behind the body Rendi. Upon hearing the words, Rendi stopped her steps, and turned to look at Bilmar.

"Not so?" ask Rendi.

"In fact, I don't know omelette, I can't eat fried rice with eggs mixed or without eggs" said Bilmar.

Rendi again snorted, sighing long. "I mean on the omelette? Omelet right??"

"Well that .. omelette egg" Bilmar's face immediately sparkled.

Raising his eyes towards Bilmar who was still putting on a witty face. He went back to the fried rice seller who was still gawking, finding out what omelette was. Is food? Haha.

"I mean my brother, the omelet, Bang. Understand abis so TKW in Egypt. Forgot the Indonesian food."

"That's it, Mom. If the omelet mah, gampil atuh. Yes, I was waiting for ya."

Bilmar hardened his jaw when he heard Rendi's words just now. "TKW head, lo!" clucked while yelling at Rendi's head.

"Not bring it up." Rendi stepped back into the car, and Bilmar followed her.

Rendi returned to eat his dinner that had paused. Bilmar was still focused on watching the brother who was cooking fried rice for him.

But, something made his heart stir. Then he lowered the car window, and popped his head out.

"Bang, take the fried rice slowly. That's his rice grain on falling all to the ground, baby right--"

Rendi glared her eyes when she heard Bilmar's call to Abang nasi goreng. Crackers were seen hanging on his lips. He jerked Bilmar's shoulder to stop talking.

"Billmard!" exclaiming Rendi. He forced the man to put his head back in.

"What the hell ah." Bilmar wriggled not like.

"That's a big deal!" decak Rendi's. "Not polite, lo!" continued again. Unconscious Rendi to change the greeting call to Bilmar.

"It's not polite, but I'm just telling you how to cook. Alika only if you cook fried rice, really sweet. Not a cowboy like that. There's an abis nanya."

"All sellers of fried rice if cooked yes, Bil. I'm a real chef." Rendi still does not want to lose.

Bilmar lazily quarreled, he chose silence while waiting for his food to be ready for him to eat immediately.

A few moments later, the fried rice with many kinds of requests from him was ready.

"Thank you, Bang." said Bilmar without sin.

The fried rice brother kept smiling then nodded. Bilmar began to enjoy fried rice with delicious concoctions. "It's delicious, but it's still delicious made by Alika." he said proudly.

Then.

"Nrt ..."

"Otherwise, Bil?" Rendi interrupted when Bilmar called the fried rice seller. Like a special king who never runs out for his subordinates. Because for four years, Rendi was very upset about how Bilmar.

"I just want to ask for more crackers, do not want abis." point it into the plate. Though there are still some piles of crackers on the rice. Rendi just shook her head, bodo said very much. The important thing is that he is full of fried rice in his hand now.

"Yes, Mas?" ask the seller politely.

"Seek another cracker plate."

"Oh, fine, Mas."

Bilmar nodded and went back to devouring his fried rice. But accidentally, two eyeballs Rendi and Bilmar looked straight at the fried rice seller. Before executing Bilmar's request. The man first urinated around the tree.

Then back to the wagon. Without washing hands, he immediately scooped crackers from storage. The hand used to hold the tornado trough freely scooped up the cracker barrels.

"Geez!" exclaiming Rendi.

"Turn burungg ngobok-ngobok kok ya directly tancap take crackers!" Bilmar was shocked to death.

And finally they forced to vomit the contents of the food they had swallowed, although the result was impossible. The food still does not want to go out, wants to settle down to be meat.

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Hayy darling. I want a promo, okay? hehe.

There was one novel I just finished. It's called My Sabbatical Wife. The novel tells the story of Maura and her husband. Bilmar and Alika become grandparents there. If there is free time, read it. Maacih.

Staying on my MT profile, there is already a novel at the corner.