My husband Sad Boy

Refrigerator Man

Puja entered her room and was already awaited by Sofyan.

"Well, I've been waiting for it" said Sofyan.

Puja approached Sofyan and sat next to him with a happy face.

"Why is it like her so much, what's up?" ask Sofyan.

"Well, well, how not to try, soon mama will have a ghost." said Puja.

"How do you mean?" ask Sofyan.

"So it was the same Puja Risma wanted to mate Bagja with Alya, uh it was fitting mama tried to tell Bagja his son immediately wanted to. Mama did not expect Bagja to accept this matchmaking." said Puja.

"You sure Bagja wants to?" ask Sofyan.

"You well, really if you don't believe me you ask yourself" said Puja.

"Mamah doesn't mean Bagja, does it?" ask Sofyan.

"Yes is not well, the time of the child's own making" said Puja.

"Thank God it wasn't forced. Because I feel weird." said Sofyan.

"How weird?" ask Puja.

"The character of Bagja the same father is almost entirely the same, I think his taste is also the same, which is naughty and centiil like mama" said Sofyan.

Deg

"Eh, yes, too... But I used to love Ratna's calm and gentle sister. Everything can happen." said Puja.

"Yes. But don't push too much. Let them get to know each other first, don't rush." said Sofyan.

"But mama has not been impatient to have a ghost, continue to carry grandchildren" said Puja spoiled.

"There is Dila" said Sofyan.

"Yes but want to have a grandson as soon as possible" said Puja.

"Later we will be the same battery-nini dong dear" said Sofyan.

"Yes yes. Yes, but do not accept nini atuh." said Puja.

"Keep what?" ask Sofyan.

"Opa, oma" said Puja.

"From waiting for a grandson who knows when it will be, mending make his own aja yuk." whispered Sofyan.

"Yeahhhh!!" said Puja while pinching Sofyan's stomach. But it all makes Sofyan even more passionate.

"Say I like to be kasariin, can dong tonight daddy play a little rough?" ask Sofyan. Puja just smiled shyly and scooped up Sofyan's lips which never bored her.

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In the morning Iis was surprised by Dila because not as usual Dila clean the house washing clothes and some other work without being told first by him. Plus his silent and indifferent attitude made him feel even more guilty for scolding Dila last night. Dila also drove Iis to the salon without being asked.

And when it arrived at the candidate, there was already a Puja delivered by Bagja. They gathered in front of the salon door waiting for Iis to open the salon door because the key was brought by Iis. Accidentally Bagja and Dila's gaze met. But not as usual Dila was cold and indifferent. In fact, usually Dila always teases Bagja with all his deadly seduction. When the door was open, Puja immediately invited Iis inside. Likewise with Dila who wanted to enter but was blocked by Bagja.

"Where are you going?" ask Bagja.

"Where else are you going?" said Dila cuek.

"Still angry about yesterday?" ask Bagja. Dila did not answer, and chose silence.

"I should be the one who's angry that you stole my first kiss" Bagja said trying to remind Dila.

"On that sorry. It was a mistake." said Dila while brushed aside Bagja's hand. Bagja gasped with Dila's attitude which suddenly turned a thousand degrees.

"Why are you?" tanya Bagja who managed to hold Dila's hand back.

Deg

Bagja was more surprised because now Dila's call to him changed, from 'aa' to me you.

"You got a problem?" ask Bagja. Dila stared intently at Bagja.

'You're the problem a, you're the biggest problem in my life' Dila's inner self.

"Lepasin or Dila shouted!" said Dila with reddened eyes. It felt like she wanted to cry out loud at the moment. Instead of taking off Bagja just pulled Dila's body and took her into the car. Bagja closed the door of his car quickly and quickly locked it so that Dila could not get out.

"What's up?" ask Bagja.

"There's nothing" Dila replied in a raucous voice as she sobbed. Bagja was silent for a moment, in terms of seducing women he knew nothing and had no experience of it. So that he was silent, not hugging or trying to silence Dila like other men. He just kept quiet until Dila was satisfied to cry and went back to silence.

"Well crying?" ask Bagja.

"And it's been diem, it means it's finished." replied Dila upset because as long as he cried Bagja really silent like a statue. There is no warmth or attention like men in general. It's a 50-door refrigerator!

"Yes already if that you can go, because I also have bad luck going to work" said Bagja no romantic-romantic. Dila stared in disbelief at Bagja, who invited him into the car who drove him away. Really sucks.

"Yes already. Thank you for ngizinin Dila cry here. A pride because it can cry in a Bagja car." said Dila with an annoyed face. Bagja smiled a little, but because it was so small that even ants could not see the smile. Especially Dila? dimata Dila Bagja expression is just flat.

"Don't be moody anymore." order Bagja before Dila gets out of her car.

"Why?" ask Dila.

"No panting! because usually you are chatty." said Bagja.

"Babylon!!" said Dila while pursing her lips and it succeeded in making Bagja eggplant child rise. Just lips, what if the others.

Brak!!

Dila slammed Bagja's car door in annoyance. Then entered the salon, while Bagja immediately drove his car to go to his place of work.

When Dila was looking for her mother she overheard a conversation between Puja and Iis.

"Truly Bagja accepted the matchmaking?" tanya Iis can't believe it.

"Yes really Is. Nerima bagja. I also did not know." said Puja.

"Waahh congratulations Puja soon you will be able to ghost" said Iis.

"Yes Is, so I can't wait for Vino to graduate and continue to marry Vino to Dila" said Puja.

"Yes I also can't wait to be made by you" said Iis no less enthusiastic.

Deg

Dila felt all over her body weak.It turns out Bagja received the matchmaking, then extinct was his hope to have Bagja. Dila wiped the tears on her cheeks and left the salon without excuse. He wants to find his father in the pond. Wanting to hug and spill all his pain into the arms of his father Mahmud.

A few moments later...

"Father.." said Dila lirih when he saw Mahmud was arranging fish feed in the warehouse.

"Who, who's here? alone?" ask Mahmud.

"Yes sir." replied Dila.

"Why? how come his eyes are so thick as to cry? getting scolded by mama?" ask Mahmud. Dila shook his head and scattered Mahmud's embrace and poured out all the tightness in his chest.

"Dila kangen mr."

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Beautiful to the pond. Don't want to hear othor hehe...!