
At night at Puja and Sofyan's house, they were gathered at the dinner table to enjoy dinner together, Puja did not cook because there were already side dishes from Alya, fish pesson and chicken rendang, and there was no cooking, he just boiled the shoots of sweet potato leaves as lalapan and made the goang sambel (sambel matches/bawang) Sofyan's favorite. Because Sofyan can't eat if there's no sauce.
"Well, this is the good stuff, the mama who cooks?" ask Vino.
"This is from his future wife Bagja, Alya" said Puja.
Uhuukk Uhuukk
Bagja suddenly choked.
"Drink first casep, ordinary or just don't be surprised" said Puja while smiling at Bagja.
"Yes, seduced by that aja baper. How if so Vino dikerikutin girls one campus." said Vino prides himself.
"Masa? does one college really like you? wahhh mama kereeen's son!!" said Puja while giving her thumbs up.
"Eat first, don't talk much about eating" said Sofyan.
"Yes dear." replied Puja.
"Where'd the sponge come from, mah?" ask Vino.
"From Dila, your future wife" said Puja.
Uhuukk Uhuukk
This time it was Vino's turn to cough.
"The cough is nular ya hehe.." Puja quipped.
"The balls are definitely not good" said Vino.
"Ish, it can't be. Do not insult the food. This he will buy, it must be good" said Puja.
"Yes, if he makes it, he will not be able to cook. Different from Alya all can." said Vino.
"Udah-alah if you do not want not to be eaten, let's make mamah aja with father." said Puja.
"Yes" said Vino quickly.
After finishing the meal they regretted the sponge, and the sponge was finally almost exhausted, only one piece remained and at that time Bagja and Vino took it simultaneously. Bagja relented and preferred to hand over that final piece to Vino.
"Oh yes, how are you doing? smoothly?" ask Puja. Bagja now works in the fisheries office as the head of aquaculture in the district.
"Alhamdulillah mah smoothly, all thanks do'a mamah same father." said Bagja.
"You're a really Vin college, look at your brother has succeeded" said Sofyan.
"Yeah, I'm calm. Father's son is a candidate for the minister." said Vino did not want to lose.
"But I'm not sure you can be a minister. his work is pounding the charm of women continue" said Sofyan underestimated.
"Yes reasonable dong well, good-looking mubadzir if not used as well as possible. For a handsome guy like Vino, many girlfriends are a duty and a pride. Aren't mah?" Vino seeks Puja's support. Puja just shook his head, while Bagja had already entered his room because there was still work to be done.
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Morning
Clamps!
"Hello Aa handsome? want to go to work?" sapa Dila who was suddenly in front of the door. Bagja flinched in shock but then continued his steps to take the shoes.
"No answer, replied A...!" said Dila merajuk. Again, the chuckle was silent. Dila did not run out of ideas, he took one of Bagja's shoes and hid it behind his body.
"Reverse!" said Bagja who finally made a sound.
"Ohh.. neng melted Aa.. eventually the golden voice came out as well." said Dila while boasting a smile of joy.
"What the hell, here behind his shoes." said Bagja coldly.
"Take it if you can" said Dila defiantly. Bagja tried to reach for the shoe, but Dila was even more agile to hide it. Bagja growled he kept trying to reach his shoes but again Dila the naughty managed to avoid until finally his body was hit by the wall. He then hid the shoes behind his body. Bagja was getting closer, but Bagja suddenly hesitated because the position of the shoe that Dila was hiding behind his body would be very difficult to take it without touching Dila. Bagja was afraid to touch something that popped from behind Dila's clothes.
"Let's take it" challenged Dila. Bagja did not want to waste time because the day was getting noon then he was forced to close his body to Dila's body and take the shoes and then...
'Damn it! why it's so soft, it tastes...' Bagja was speechless when his chest accidentally touched two mounds belonging to Dila that felt soft and savory enjoying.
While Dila himself closed his eyes and inhaled the fragrance of Bagja's body up close, he brushed. What a fragrance that emanates from Bagja's body is very indulgent to his sense of smell. If Bagja thought he would be happy and kissed him, his mind was already omes first. But in fact, after successfully taking his shoes, Bagja again distanced his body and even wondered why Dila closed his eyes. Until Bagja finished wearing his shoes, Dila was still closed with a nasty smile.
'Cambet the child!' inner Bagja. After that he hurriedly got into his car and left for the office leaving Dila who had just realized after hearing the roar of Bagja's car.
"Aa...why is neng inhabitediiiin...!!!" said Dila upset.
"Cirain wants to be kissed, even left alone again unfortunately." grumbled Dila.
"Who wants to be kissed?" suddenly Vino appeared from behind the door.
"Eh, budug frog!" said Dila latah.
"What's? budug toad?" vino said, Not Accept.
"Eh, that's it, 'cause you're a bud frog!" said Dila.
"Look, you're a wart child!" said Vino.
"Udah ah, look out I want to see your mother" said Dila barged inside without excuse.
"Heii. who is polite dong enter the house of people, excuse me first the same cake that has a house. It's not polite!" vino was upset.
"Just uweeekk!!" said Dila who immediately looked for Puja kedapur. And it turns out true, the mother was cleaning up the leftovers in the kitchen.
"The good morning mother...!" hello Dila.
"Loh, early in the morning already come." said Puja who immediately washed his hands and kissed Dila's left and right cheeks.
"Only?" ask Puja.
"Yes bun. What is Mother cooking?" ask Dila.
"Just cook fried rice, wake up late." said Puja.
"Where's bun, off?" ask Dila.
"still shower. Why mother?" ask Puja.
"The father of the pensioner said he wanted to ***** first, uwa aching bun, so later it came too late" said Dila.
"Ooh, why don't you call?" ask Puja.
"Not to miss the bun, yes Dila all just play here" said Dila.
"Yes, have you had breakfast?" ask Puja.
"Udah bun's. Oh yes bun, today so to aunt Risma's house, make a couple dress?" ask Dila.
"God willing so, all of you go to the salon we stop by there, you come along right?" ask Puja.
"Follow dong bun. Oh yeah bun, how the hell do you do cold men?" ask Dila.
"Chills? just give me medicine." joked Puja.
"It's not buun, but men who are cold, cuek duck, kayak kanebo dry. Kan said the mother father used to be the same mother, cold, indifferent, how do you continue to melt into the mother?" ask Dila.
"Emh.. Who do you want to do it again? vino's feelings are petatilan, naughty, kok said cold." said Puja.
"Not Vino bun...!" said Dila.
"Keep who?" ask Puja.
"Eum..."
"Recorder!" chirps Vino who suddenly came.
"Iihh aer nyebeliiin tick!!!" said Dila while chasing Vino to pinch her. Puja just shook his head slowly, then looked at them from a distance. Puja thinks Vino and Dila look a great fit.
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