MY HALAL IS WITH YOU

My fiance

"Low umi spoiled ea mas...?" what is nita nanyain.. Still remembered clearly the question nita ringing in his ears.. Hayrul Sensi is very low in touch with his family...

"mas uh.. How malak bengong..? He said he'd go home?"

"oiyas.. I'm going back to the deck,"

"don't stop by? pamit ma ibuk first?"

"no thanks deck... Greetings to ea.. Pamitin go home and hunt it...?"

"Ck... Do not forget...?"

"what the fuck? Want salim ea?"

"pd.... That's loh... He said he wanted to make my mother.. Don't know anymore.. Low is not.."

"hehehe... No really... Thanks for ingetin mas..!!oyya.. Is it via ea's phone?" giving crisps to nita.

" that's the mode let me call my ma.. I am ogah... U're sleepy.. Bobok..!"

"yeah.. Sleep well ea?? I'll go home first..!"

"yes I'm in ea?" nita stepped inside with her fortified groceries and food parcels given to her parents...

"this is ma'am.. A copy of hayrul's mas...!"

"is that another package..?" ask father..

"make nita sir!" he's.. Nita grimacing..

"tadi mah ogah.. Now the mah sparkles the eyes." joked ibuk..

"busy mah keeeeepo." nita ngejahilin his mother and go into his room..

Opening one by one the groceries given hayrul.. Jiatas mattress...

"this isn't really this... Cook me the same persimmon sir hayrul anyway...??" remember everything that happened at the night market.. Where his attention sir hayrul choose clothes, sandals and hoods for nita. Chat on a rotary basket. Patience sir hayrul massaging nita during vomiting.the first dinner with sir hayrul... Nita keeps on bobbing heads.. No.. It can't be this..

"cook I really like it?

" who likes nit?don't be like you.. My fiancee "suddenly entered the room..

" iiibuk.. Ngagetin... Shocked me..! Tegur..

"you also say you are salinjeng ngelinjeng... Alone.ntar malem trance malem not sleeping.."

"what the hell ibuk"nita pissed off at bu anni..

" Sleep fast already malem.anyways you like ma who? Don't tell me you still like ma arif.. Remember now he is engaged.. "

" yes yes I want to sleep, anyways I remember my low fiancee.. I am ma mas arif broke up.. "

"was truuuzzz?"

" collapse buk.....! "

"ma nita's fiance!" answer nita short.

"low that I can't interfere.. You yourself know.." I hear you grin and get out of nita's room and close the door..

"hah ibuk mah koplak.bantuin thought of cake... Tired!"

Suddenly nita's phone reads.tringggggg tring... Trings..

"huh did hayrul call?" surprised nita.

"halllo is too bad?"

"is that still a lot? Didn't hayrul have anther?" nita saut.

"i'd like to say.. Low I want to say, I'm sorry..."

"huh.... May it be my name? How new is nelfol...?"

"just finished the report and the interview..."

"uhuh...? He said hayrul graduated from college?"

"that's right!"

"Trus greeting interview?"

.

"busy" said hayrul sir.

"same kok?" nita saut.

"you were interviewed too?"

"no!... In kepoin... Ckck!"

"dark blon sleeping? Ccc"

"sir teacher prankster nelponin middle malem anyway.."

"do you answer that anyway?"

"yes... Ni in contact hape aja his name is not save former teacher prank.!"

"soon?! Changed ea?"

"maybe, but I'm confused as to what name?" Saut.

"may you advice."

"buuuuleh..mo in what place?" ask nita again

"fiancee"