My Mr's. Virgin

Chapter LXXII

Mama wiped her tears with the end of her sleeve. Seeing Mariana's temperament reminded her of her husband's alm., father to her children. In the past her husband was so, absorbed in visiting the house, persuading, teasing her with his funny behavior, even though at that time her father-in-law did not approve of their relationship.

However, after dating for several months, her mother-in-law came to bring her entourage to ask her. Said Grandma Barek, her mother-in-law, her son was not able to wait. A day without seeing, as if it had been centuries. People who are kasmaran, coconut falling on the head do not know, feels like cotton sugar hit the head. Ha-ha-ha.

Mariana likes to tease Andreas, unlike when she was dating Daniel. With Daniel, Mariana was more polite and gentle. However, when she was with Andreas, she saw that her son was more aggressive.

There were-there were his actions that made Andreas furious, engrossed in seducing and teasing Andreas. Mama noticed that for two days Andreas stayed at his house, Mariana was engrossed in a head with him, unable to separate even if only an inch. Mariana was engrossed wherever Andreas went, except to the bathroom and while sleeping.

My mom smiled pleasantly at that. It is true where the proverbs to the point of spilling, if not to the rice. Mariana inherited her father's temperament. Not only are their temperament the same, their hobbies and physique are the same. Curly hair, brown skin color, love to hunt. When they sing, they like duets.

The beautiful and bitter memories of living with the husband will never forget even though the more days eroded by time due to age. Let it be stored neatly in the recesses of his heart, making history that can no longer be repeated.

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The sound of music played by DJs is quite ear-pounding, but not for nightclub fans. A sweet girl called the Kribo by Andreas, was sitting in front of Hugo, shaking his head.

"alone?" Hugo offered a glass of orange juice.

"Yes" he answered briefly.

"Andreas?"

"He came home this afternoon."

"Hey, Caten. Beaming at his face, e." Mariana blushed in shame. Brother Budi put his body to the left of Mariana. He came with Fitri and a few other club friends.

"What will I do?" Fitri stroked Mariana's back before sitting on her right.

Hugo's been providing drinks for them.

"Ana, let's help!"

"Leni!" Brother Budi signaled to his workers.

Leni stood up, helping Hugo circulate the drink. Mariana smiled. He was no longer a worker there, had quit a month ago, only visited the club at the end of the week. Last night he came with Andreas, but today he came alone because Andreas had returned to Maumere this afternoon after the Canonical Inquiry at the church.

"Sister-in-law's job is to do the dishes, huh?" Mariana laughed at Fitri's face.

"Ai .. don't! So cameraman or guest greeter e, tell me to do the dishes." Mariana laughed again.

"What's wrong with washing dishes. If everyone's in front, nobody's in the kitchen." Leni.

"Then you'll be e, Leni."

"OK, as long as the night bounces the tent up the sun's gouge."

"So it must be," the other replied simultaneously. Mariana just laughed at them.

Brother Budi grabbed his arm. "Come brother for a minute!"

He nodded, then woke up following the footsteps of Abang Budi who had left him first, towards a room that was not familiar to him. That's the workers' rest room as well as the Abang Budi's workroom which is limited by a barrier. Wild child's eyes look at the place. Still unchanged, just like the last time he left the room when he decided to stop working there.

"How are the wedding preparations?" Brother Budi made a sound, telling him to sit on the sofa.

"Current, Bang. It's almost eighty percent. Now his son, Mias, is looking for pigs and goats."

Brother Budi nodded his head. "If there's anything, don't forget to tell Brother."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Besok Abang came home to my mother's house," said Abang Budi while standing up.

He walked to his desk, took something from the desk drawer. Then again sat down next to Mariana.

"Take this!"

"For what?" ask Mariana. His forehead was furrowed at the piece of credit card proffered at him.

"This is for your wedding. Brother set up a long time ago, his PIN number dated on the day we met for the first time. You remember?"

Mariana nodded. "Abang doesn't need to make it this far. I've had a lot since working here."

"That's your salary. Results of your sweat point. This is my brother's duty, for you are his brother." Her hands were stretched out, gently stroking Mariana's head lovingly.

"Get it!"

"Thank you, Brother."

"If it's less, tell brother."

Mariana shook her head. "It's more than enough."

They smiled when the eyes met.

"Brother's favorite brother is already big, yes. It feels like just yesterday I saw you, the little girl who is only nineteen years old."

"Ha-ha-ha! It's been a long time, brother. Now I've almost three heads."

"How long have we met?"

"Nearly eight years," answered Mariana.

"Goodbye to new life! Brother's prayer, good luck to the grandchildren," said Abang Budi, hugging and kissing the top of Mariana's head.

Brother Budi secretly filled with tears. 'If Laila was alive, she would have had a life partner. Nothing, God loves him more. God loves me too, for sending Laila's replacement. Thank you, Lord.'

"Bags should be happy too. Don't fend off Fitri anymore. He's been waiting too long, that's."

Brother Budi chuckled, then nodded his head, while divorcing their embrace. "Yes, after you see you're riding pelamin. Brother will follow your trail."

That night Mariana spent her time in the Red Rose Club, where Mariana spent her first fortune with friends, brother, sister fighters rupiah. A warrior of life to achieve better dignity. He also sang some songs at the request of the club's visitors. Maybe that night, the last night Mariana visited the club. If God allows them to regroup, it will take a long time because he will live a new life with the person who was destined for him.