My husband's a servant's son
Episode 22
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"Mmmm, I-I ..." Salma paused her speech while turning her face in any direction.
"Okay, I'll take this necklace. But sorry, it does not mean that after I accept it, you will be my girlfriend" Salma said, holding back her tears.
Reza who heard that felt a little disappointed, "Why Sal?"
"Once again I'm sorry Za. I really like Lo, but I can't accept that. I rejected Lo because there is a reason Za, so now we remain friends. And the necklace that Lo gave to me also I just think of it as a friendship necklace," said Salma while looking down her head still holding a cry.
Reza started to stand up from his throat, "Why Sal? What's the reason you rejected me like this? Am I less handsome? Less rich? Or less what? Tell me the same!" reza asked a little annoyed.
"Once again I'm sorry Za, hikss ... I really can't accept Lo" said Salma still lowered her head and this time her tears escaped.
"Okay if this is what Lo wants, now we're still friends. But that doesn't mean I'll just give up!" said Reza who finally gave up too.
"Thank you Za Lo would like to understand me."
"Hmmm, yes already now Lo wear my gift necklace that Lo considers only a friendship necklace," said Reza as he approached Salma intending to put on her necklace.
"Thank you Za, once again I'm sorry well for refusing Lo," Salma said with a smile, she really felt bad for rejecting Reza.
"Daddy gapapa, to be honest at first I was disappointed. But yes, anyway, I will also continue to try to get Lo. Want to reason Lo as heavy as anything I will keep trying to get Lo, until whenever Lo will be mine!" reza.
Salma only smiled fakely, she was currently in a dilemma. He is eager to accept Reza as his girlfriend, but on the other hand he feels sorry for Jaka. Because wherever she wants, Jaka is legal to be her husband, even though she does not love.
"Oh, this time I changed my mind. I'll apologize Lo, but there are conditions," said Reza who made Salma frown in wonder.
"What's the condition?"
"The condition is, today Lo must want to spend time with me. All day, would you?" exclaiming Reza, Salma fell silent for a moment and then she began to nod her head in doubt.
"Yes, come on!"
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Time has shown at half-seven p.m. Jaka just finished work, because his work is piled up in addition to Salma who told him to do his work to make Jaka have to overtime.
The handsome man was walking towards the parking lot intending to pick up his bike. But the bike was not there.
"Well? How come there's no? Was that feeling in the taro here? Missing time anyway?" ask Jaka to himself.
"Duh aing mah, Ujang ... Ujang ... Kamana or sia tea," said Jaka while wandering around looking for Ujang.
"Jiang! Where are you!" yelled Jaka who happened to be in the parking lot was already very quiet.
"Jiang! U-" Jaka's speech came to a halt because he suddenly felt that someone had pulled on his shoulder.
"W-who's that?" jaka asked in fear, slowly he began to turn his body around. And ...
"Yeahaaa! Setannnn! Go you!" yelled Jaka while closing his eyes.
"Eh demon! Eh ex! Where's demon? Uh where's the ex!" talk about people who are considered demons by Jaka.
Hearing her voice like a person, Jaka began to open her eyes, "Huftt ... Apparently people. I guess the devil," he said with a sigh of relief.
"So you think I'm a demon?" ask the guy.
"Hehehe, sorry sir. Abisnya I was shocked, pas squirming the face of the Father using in all flashlight. It becomes serem," said Jaka while grinning.
"I'm sorry, I used a flashlight because it was dark. All you want to check too, Mr why are you still here? Pake yelling all over again? Who's nyari?" said the person who turned out to be the security guard.
"Call me Jaka Pak. Oh myah my tea just finished work, and now want to go home. But the money doesn't exist" replied Jaka.
"Oh know me Jajang, security guard here. Eh darent my feeling of new tea see Aden Jaka here? And who's Ujang? How's characteristics? Who knows, I just saw it" said Mr. Jajang.
"Dad sir, I've only been here two days of work. That's my bike, sir, my favorite bike. Features ... Just different from other motorcycles," said Jaka.
"Different from others? What is it ..." Mr. Jajang tapped his index finger on his chin while thinking, "It's still a motor right?" his question was suddenly answered by Jaka.
"There's a tire?" ask her again and Jaka still nodded.
"There's a seat?" again Jaka just nodded his head.
"There's a handlebars?" ask again.
"Dad sir," Jaka replied while nodding.
"Can it be in taikin?"
"Can you walk in pajuin?"
"There's the brakes?"
"There's gas?"
Of all those questions Jaka just nodded. While Mr. Jajang still thinks. But suddenly ...
"Oh .... I know!" it made Jaka curious.
"What Sir?" asked Jaka while frowning.
"No, I just want to say I don't know" replied Mr. Jajang santuy.
"Hmm, Kirain I know. If so, let me find you, excuse me sir. Assalamu'alaikum" said Jaka looks disappointed.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," replied Mr. Jajang who was still thinking about something because he felt something was stuck, "Eh brag, was there a different motorbike itself? And now ..."
"Aden wait!" shouted Mr. Jajang immediately ran after Jaka who was pretty far away.
"Gosh ... Hosh ..." Mr. Jajang had arrived before Jaka with gasps.
"That's Den, I saw a different bike than the others. That motorbike is right? Which village?" said Mr. Jajang.
"Dad sir, it's the Ujang. Many say the bike is butut, but I think it is very valuable. My only favorite bike, where is it now, sir?" jaka said and asked.
"So I saw in the car carrying the wreckage Den, at first I wanted to prevent. But not so because the bike is already butut anyway, hehehe .." replied Mr. Jajang while grinning.
"WHAT?! REALLY SIR?!" yelled Jaka in disbelief.
"Dad Den."
"Jiang! Hicks ... Hicks ... Why did you stay here so soon? Hicks ... Hicks ... Ujang .." said Jaka while crying.
"It turns out there is also well GGG," murman Pak Jajang who is still heard by Jaka.
"GGG what sir?" ask Jaka who stopped crying.
"Eh i-it's Den, Crazy Bulls!" answer Mr. Jajang.
"It's not GGS, is it?" jaka.
"What is the GGS?" ask Mr. Jajang.
"The Bulls Setres!" sahut Jaka who made Pak Jajang immediately laughed.
"Goddessa ... It was the same Den! Kirain I'm The Bulls of Somplak!"
"Emang Somplak what sir?" ask Jaka.
"Social, Media, Plakor," replied Mr. Jajang not connected.
"meaning? How can't you keep up?"
"I mean, on social media a lot of plaques. Well today must be careful, you know Den, never heard a song like gini ..."
"VOLUNTEERS ARE EVERYWHERE ...
MOTHERS SHOULD BE VIGILANT ...
HUSBAND IN PADLOCK, HOME IN PADLOCK ..."
"Stopp! This sir is late at night, scaly!" jaka said while covering his ears because Mr. Jajang sang while screaming.
"Whisper Den, noisier! Not scaling!" mr. Jajang who has stopped singing.
"Dad-iyah, Pabak why the night even screaming?" jaka said annoyed.
"Father Den, Father. Not Pabak," said Mr. Jajang justifying Jaka's words are wrong.
"Yah-iyah said, Pabak ngeselin's abisnya even screaming at night!" jaka.
"Hadeh, already from his mouth sprain continues to mending horrin I sing. The promise this time is addictive, will not make budeg," said Mr. Jajang.
"God, sir, I don't want to hear you sing anymore. Pain in my ears," reject Jaka who was not in the rubric by Mr. Jajang.
He began to make his golden voice.
"Oh nana oh nana ...
Violent actors are everywhere ...
The culprit, the chili is short of funds ...
Men people out there, don't let languish ...
Nana na oh nana ...
Everywhere to use expensive goods (Oh time anyway?)
That's the result of self-esteem sold (Oh pantes anyway)
Binal and naughty girls (Ih shameful huh)
Caper mulu same man ...
Don't be so uuu uuu ...
Remember the fate of it ...
Karma remains valid ..."
Jaka who heard that even sang along while dancing is unclear. And so did Mr. Jajang who took part in the jog like crazy.
"Rubay ... Pull sissssss .. " shouted Mr. Jajang.
"You're ambon!" exclaim Jaka who is still jogetting.
"Eh jerk .." said Mr. Jajang stopped his jog.
"Why Sir?" asked Jaka who also stopped.
"Kok was Aden saying it was cau Ambon anyway? Shouldn't it be semongko?"
"Oh that, yes because I think it's more of a cau ambon than a watermelon" replied Jaka.
"Emang canu ambon what is Den?" ask Mr. Jajang again.
When Jaka wanted to answer, he suddenly remembered something, "Astagfirullah azim thing!"
"What's Den?"
"I'm sorry first well, I'm in a hurry again. I will answer it later! See you tomorrow too, assalammu'alaikum!" said Jaka who immediately rushed to leave Pak Jajang alone.
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