My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapters 116. [One request ]

I forced to wear a thick lipstick and a beautiful dress that Kaysan prepared on the bed, not to mention the high heels of ten centimeters in the same color Kaysan prepared. Ah, husband! But why did you leave first, leaving me with Nanang and Nakula.

It's finished! I said to myself as the last touch landed on my lips. I put ten birthday presents in Nakula's car.

I swept my sling bag and rushed out of the room. The sound of these high heels caught Nakula and Nanang's attention, until they turned to look at me. His eyes sharpened and looked at my appearance from top to bottom, "Any huh? Or is the powder thickness?" I felt my face and looked for glass.

Nanang shook his head and approached me, "My former lover" he said.

"Nang, you..." I was fixated when Nanang was behind me, this was a very close distance. I labored to swallow my saliva as Nanang remained silent with his hands outstretched, tidying my hair.

"Nang, I'm somebody's wife!" Nanang's hands suddenly clenched, a rough gust of breath making him turn around, "Sorry."

Nanang came out first, leaving me and Nakula. "Pretty dear is already Kaysan's wife."

"Nakul, why? Is it beautiful that I'm a bully?" I was curious, it feels like I just dress up, not excessive.

"Every woman has her own beauty, what else..." Nakula looked at me for a moment, "For Mas Nanang, Madam Jani is part of her story that has not been lost."

"Do you need Nanang to also be a patient of your psychiatrist? There will be you who are jealous, my sister-in-law." I nudged Nakula's arm and lowered my eyebrows.

"Mas Nanang just needs time. Remember Ma'am, later there is also Mbak Nurmala Sari. You have to keep your attitude." Nakula's advice that I'm a nod to, though,

"Indeed, Kaysan's birthday was celebrated massively, yes, what was it then?"

"Sometimes."

Arriving at the parking lot, Nanang was ready with the steering wheel of the car in his hand. His face was suddenly sour like nothing just now.

"If yes?" ask her after I close the car door. Nakula, foolishly told me to sit in front accompanying Nanang.

"I'm sorry I didn't make you as special as you are now" Nanang said softly.

"Why?"

"Because I know, the more you take care of your face, you will be more beautiful and many people admire you." Nanang continued without looking at me, "More and more people will be willing to open their hearts even though you used to be who you are."

"I'm giving you one wish." If Nanang does not mention the request, I will grant one request that I have never fulfilled in the past. Like a genie in a magic lamp rubbed slowly, maybe this is what I can do for Nanang as a form of my apology.

"I didn't follow your plan!" Sergey Nakula from the passenger bench.

"Just be quiet, don't interfere. It's a matter of the heart, so be careful." I said as I put my index finger in front of my mouth.

"Nang.." call me.

"You know what I want."

I grumbled, I was right.

"Alright, but after that you have to promise me and Kaysan, to continue to be on our side and begin to wet your arid heart with the new seed of love."

"Good."

The car sped quickly towards the cafe that Kaysan had booked in person.

*

Brick Cafe.

The clock has shown at half-eight in the evening. Yep! the right time to start the party. There are many vehicles parked in the cafe.

"Help bring the presents." My door was after Nanang opened the trunk of the car.

"Yes, Ma'am! It's been given at home."

"Can't, it's a surprise for Kaysan!"

"Truly want to be the center of attention!" knock Nakula while getting out of the car. While Nanang without me told him to take some gifts that I had wrapped last night and I gave a white ribbon.

"Yesterday it was Dimas who helped me find gifts for Kaysan's mas." I said as the three of us walked towards the entrance.

"Dimas?" ask Nanang.

"Yes Dimas, why?"

"You know, he's ba-ha-ya" Nanang said without changing his facial expression."

Arriving in the cafe, I was amazed by the decorations Kaysan prepared.

"Sir, very nice, funny." I whispered to his earlobe.

"Why is it always the cow that is among you, not romantic!" chirp Nakula after the three of us put the gift on the prepared table. How not, this cafe decoration decorated with straw and stuffed cows, plus classical music makes us like being in the Nevada desert.

My eyes circled around looking for Kaysan, of course he was among his co-workers including Nurmala Sari.

I only gave a smile as my eyes and Kaysan's eyes met. He moved from his seat, making friends around him set their sights on me.

"Sir, Kaysan's mas is here."

"I want to eat, Ma'am." Nakula left me, while Nanang had already joined Kaysan's other sisters. Seen that Dimas was also there, he only pulled one corner of his lips when he saw me.

"You're so pretty, Rinjani." Kaysan pulled my hand and kissed her.

"Mas, shame on ya." I tried to pull my hand, but the clapping made me and Kaysan the center of attention.

"As per my promise to you yesterday, I will introduce you to my co-workers, but previously accompany me to blow out the candles first."

"Mas sure? Isn't this too much, what if someone makes bad news about our closeness."

"I know who I invite, so if there's bad news going around, it's certainly one of them. So, let me enjoy tonight." I'm nodding.

After all the invited guests were present, the MCs asked us all to gather at a round table with a cow-shaped tart on it. There was also yellow rice and other pastries, my eyes fixed on the tiramisu cake and strawberry cake with grated cheese on top.

My existence made Nurmala Sari a little shaken. The reason is, before the event blew the candle together, Kaysan had introduced me as his girlfriend. Many of his co-workers called Kaysan lucky to get a young girl like me, beautiful again. Ha-ha-ha.

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday to you."

"Happy birthday dear Kaysan, happy birthday to you."

"Blow the candle, blow the candle, blow the candle right now, right now, right now."

My heart really wants to chuckle when this candle-blown song is sung by us-we are old. Bak is celebrating the birthday of a Kindergarten child, we also wear a cow-patterned cone hat.

"Let's blow out the candles together." Take Kaysan.

"Make a request first." Kaysan's eyes closed for a moment, then his head nodded.

"May good prayers be answered." We both blew out the candles at the same time, followed by a standing ovation among the invited guests.

Kaysan started cutting the cake, because all I knew was that Kaysan could not eat it, then the cake would be mine.

"Thank you, but Rinjani is not enough for just a piece" I said as Kaysan had told the rest of his friends to enjoy the party last night.

"Take a lot, let your body become fuller." I didn't waste this opportunity, I had brought a few pieces of cake to the end of the sofa.

"This is a birthday party but only drink water right, if you know that the birthday celebration was held at home alone, both." I said after sitting in front of Kaysan. We chose the last seat, while Nurmala Sari joined the other Kaysan sisters. Nanang, no longer able to remain silent. He was already on the mini stage to sing a heartbroken song.

Sadewa, he. Jesus, the guy who was wearing the cow costume and was carrying a colorful balloon was himself. I chuckled as he sat down on the straw accompanied by Nakula who fed him.

"Rinjani bring 10 gifts with white ribbon, later Kaysan mas open ya."

"Later we open the gift together" said Kaysan, "Many people who already know you as my lover, I hope in the future you can take care of yourself when outside the house. Understood?"

"Thank you for making my confession, Rinjani will do well." I smiled, until Kaysan's hand was stretched out while cleaning my lips.

"Hmm.. eating is still a mess, this is how to eat a future Queen."

"Sweet this stove cake. Rinjani wants more."

"That's special by Nurmala Sari." My throat is choking, suddenly this strawberry cake is bitter taste.

"Luckily mas fasting, otherwise, surely mas will also feel the love pellets in this cake stove." My lips pursed.

"Ha-ha-ha, have fun. I have to see another friend. Okay." Okay." Kaysan kissed me on the forehead, before he finally rejoined the other friends. As for me, still fun to enjoy the other cakes, until Dimas came to bring a glass of soft drink for me.

"How are you, Ma'am?"

"good. Tumben once greeted me first. Long again huh? How intent." I smiled wittyly. From a distance Nakula looked at me sharply, as if hinting to be careful.

"Drink, I see you've only eaten cake."

"Ah, yes. Thanks, but I'm not thirsty." Dimas seemed to harden his jaw, "This is just a form of thanks to me last night you've bought me dinner."

Because I was not feeling well, I ended up downing him too.

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