My Last Port (You're Not a Shit Carrier)

Henna

Gilang was still having a conversation with Alisa when he realized that his car had not been turned off out there.

''Astaghfirullah! My car's not dead!" pekik Gilang immediately he ran out and turned off two machines that were alive earlier.

Alisa looked at her. After that he chuckled.

He also locked their gates. Because the three salon employees will stay at their homes.

The three of them were deliberately hired by Gilang for the treatment of Alisa's body. Starting from stretching, massage to painting Henna in Alisa's hands later.

Remembering Henna, Gilang immediately he contacted Mama Dewi to ask whether it was ready or not.

Mama Dewi said, If Henna had been. Now on the way to Andi and Pak Kosim.

Turn back inside when you hear the roar of the car engine stopping outside.

While he was inside, he was forced to ask one of the salon employees to take Henna.

After taking Henna from Andi, Mr. Kosim immediately drove his car to return to the Bhaskara family residence.

While in the room of Alisa and Gilang, salon employees named Indah want to carve Henna it right now.

"When Madam, sir, may I come in?"

"Yes, comein!" Gilang Sahut.

Currently Gilang was standing in front of the mirror. Combing hair because you just changed clothes.

Alisa turned her eyes the other way. Gilang chuckles amusedly. He doesn't care. For him, the room was also his room.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir, Madam. I want to carve this Henna in Madam's hands." said the salon employee beautifully.

Alisa looked at Gilang. Glad smiled and nodded. "Thank you! Don't refuse! It was me who told her to."

Alisa squinted her eyes. "What do you mean? Wear henna everything you want to marry!" ketus Alisa's.

He was still upset because he knew Gilang would get married in three days. Gilang chuckled little to see Alisa pouting.

"Please wear it, Ma'am! It's orders!" resolutely Gilang.

Alisa melengos again. His heart was very upset at this moment. "Can we go after Isya? It's been wanted ashar loh. nanggung!"

Beautiful smile, "Good. Then I leave this here, Madam. This is special for you. From your husband and both parents!"

"What do you mean?" Beautiful smile.

"I'm sorry Madam. My wife and I will come back here again. For now we rest first. Can't you sir?" tanya Indah while glancing at Gilang who is focusing on her phone.

"Yes, rest! The guest room is downstairs." Gilang said without looking at the girl.

The girl smiled. Immediately he passed leaving Alisa's room, before leaving, he stared at the large figura that was in the room.

"Very harmonious! And Romantic!" curse her. Soon he leaves Alisa and Gilang's room.

With Alisa still sulking at him. Tell me to know that. Immediately he approached his heart and sat facing him.

He smiled, "I'm sorry, why? Did I make the same mistake as you?"

"Ck! You know it's still! Watch there! Not legal!" ketus again.

Gilang laughs. "You will soon be my wife. And I have every right to do anything to you!" added Gilang seriously.

Alisa looked at Gilang. Gilang smiled. "Prepare yourself! Three days from now we'll be married. Not at home but at a hotel belonging to the Bhaskara Family Group. Mom wanted this. Just get married without anything else." added Gilang with a smile smirk see the face of Alisa who was confused.

"We? Be married? Three more days? So that was yesterday..." Alisa rounded her eyes looking at Gilang.

He laughed again. She is so happy that she seduces Alisa. Upset, he bumped Gilang with a pillow repeatedly.

Satisfied today, he teases Alisa. Tired of the same battle pillow, Alisa fell sprawled due to fatigue.

Gilang could only laugh at the sight of his heart. "I won't marry another woman, while there are you by my side. If you leave me someday, then I will come with you. I don't want to part with you. You're everything to me. Alisa.." lirih Gilang in Alisa's ear

Alisa was silent not to mention Gilang's words. Because he himself is asleep. Due to the drug given by Gilang earlier.

Gilang smiled at the sight of his heart. There was no word of boredom, every time looking at Alisa who was asleep.

After Isya, Gilang had prepared in his room by stretching a thick ambal that he deliberately ordered from Andi this afternoon.

Considering that tonight Alisa will be carved Henna in her hands, surely she will not want to sleep in bed. Fear of getting dirty he said.

Gilang could already guess that. Indah and the other two friends enter the main room belonging to Gilang and Alisa after getting permission from Gilang.

As the host and husband of Alisa. Alisa was already sitting leaning on the edge of the wall upon the arrival of the beautiful and her two other friends.

"Are you ready, ma'am?''

Alisa nodded. Currently he wears a short-sleeved shirt limited to the elbow to make it easier for Indah to carve Henna in both hands.

Gilang sat next to Alisa with her hands busy holding the laptop on her lap.

He did not care about the four people who continued to talk with Alisa. Henna's carving continues to fill Alisa's hands.

Finished by hand, now Alisa's foot will be carved. Gilang take a quick look. But hurriedly he turned his gaze to the laptop again.

"Hadeuhhh.then my feet have been hot cold like this. What if everything? Ck! Five years of fasting, yes this is how it is. What is not rusty my heirloom," muttered Gilang in the heart when he saw the smooth legs Alisa made her blood rust and her body became hot cold.

He occasionally glanced at Alisa who just kept talking to the three young girls. Gilang smiled to see Alisa who was so flexible towards others.

Not arrogant even though it has a lot of wealth. "You are one of a thousand women in this world Lis.it is very difficult to find a dream woman like you! I will not turn to another heart. My heart is only for you. I will ask God to lock my heart for you. My wife's. Yes, even though there will be many temptations that come in our households. Trust me, you're the only place I go home. The last place where I put my heart. Alisa Febriyanti."

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Sorry yesterday othor did not update. Replacing othor with three long chapters.

Until curly nih finger othor.

Can you dong the prize? Let othor get more excited? 😉

Hihah...