MY PRIESTLY CANDIDATE

GRANDPA BRAM'S NAGS

"Enak, Na?" tanya Ustad Hanafi softly while sweeping the fried rice slowly.

Hany also looked at Ustad Hanafi and then turned both his eyeballs lazily.

"It's not good, but Na, laper," said Hany with Origin.

As fast as lightning Hany finished his order fried rice.

Only three mouthfuls of fried rice entered the mouth of Ustad Hanafi, Na had already swept the simple food into his stomach without remaining.

Na deliberately berserdawa very hard so that Ustad Hanafi was ilfil against Hany.

hearing the serdawa quite loud, Hanafi looked at Hany then smiled broadly.

"If it gets any harder, surely your throat will be relieved, Na?" hanafi said without expression.

This is how to advise young girls who are unstable, do not need violence, do not need to be snapped, enough with subtle innuendo, but do not seem insinuating.

Hany stared fixedly, she was only stunned by Hanafi's relaxed reply and as if Hany had done nothing wrong or shameful.

"Mas Hanafi is not ashamed?" hany asked a little rahu by sipping the rest of the drink until it ran out.

"Thy? Wh-wh-what for? Serdwa is a natural thing, isn't it? Of course you also think twice about doing this in front of Aby and Umi or in front of Kake Bram and Grandma Inggit?" said Hanafi who was so relaxed and cold.

"Hemm ..." replied Hany as if he didn't care.

But there's a point, too. Hany will not do anything stupid and silly that embarrasses herself in front of an older person or in front of an important person.

Since then Hanafi has not looked at Hany. Hanafi tries to keep his eyes on her until tomorrow pies. It was late at night, afraid that there would be demons whispering to bring this unstable girl.

"You're done eating it? That fast?" hanafi asked a little astonished when he saw that the plate in front of Hany was clean without any rice left.

Hany nodded with a cry.

"Na, not the solo princess, who eats should be slow and chewed a hundred times so that it is soft as a new pulp can swallow. Mama said so the woman should be fast, as fast as de flash<" cetusHany with origin. Then, chuckling to himself realizing his incredible absurdity made people annoyed.

"If you want to order again is okay?" hanafi asked in a soft voice.

Hany shook her head quickly.

"No. Na, go home. Exhausted, but ..." Hany's words stopped, suddenly Hany shuddered in horror at Grandpa Bram who would surely be angry.

Indra must have been a lot of stories at length. Now Hany must find the right alsan so that Kkaek Bram can easily forgive Hany.

"But what?" hanafi asked quietly and finished his dinner.

"It's okay. No need to kepo yes Mr. Ustad, "said Hany a little ketus.

"Ohh .. Yes already. You came home brave yourself, right? Mas want to go directly to Pondok," said Hanafi a little threatening.

Hany looked up and looked at her. Tonight is late, even soon will enter the early hours. Quiet and no vehicles such as transportation, online taxi or ojek, then just have to go home how, except to ride with Ustad Hanafi.

"Mas Hanafi, really want to leave Na alone here?" hany said slowly. This place is more creepy compared to Grandpa Bram's tantrums that can be ascertained later.

"That's up to you, Na? Mas's job is done to help you get out of the police station. Then, he said hungry, at the dinner treat. He said he can't keep going. Do you mean to finish the task dong?" hanafi said pretending to be serious while laughing.

"Ih ... Not dong either. He said Na, the future wife, yes in living here alone?" hany said in a loud voice. The word escaped from Hany's lips spontaneously from the heart.

Uhuk ... Hanafi spontaneously coughed while ordaining his drink. The water gushed a little to the table to make Hany laugh funny.

"Try repeating the word? Wife-to-be?" tanya Hanafi pura.

Hany just nodded slowly. Shame also felt to admit that he was the future wife of Ustad Hanafi. This marriage has to go, right? Even if one of the parties does not accept it.

"Wife candidate? Is it weird?" tanya Hany hesitated.

Ustad Hanafi shook his head quickly.

"There's nothing strange, just that you've realized you can say that word?" asked Hanafi who was beginning to doubt and be curious.

Hany's feelings are not wrong eating or drinking. His head just hit the dashboard of the car, it was not hard either.

"I mean Mas Hanafi, Na, out of his mind?" hany said with both eyes glaring.

"Not that. No, I didn't eat wrong, did I? Or did just hit the dashboard of the car hurt one of Na's brain memories?" hanafi asked the plan as she squinted her eyes.

Hany also rolled her eyes lazily.

"Yuk, Go home, Na tired, Mas?" whinek Hany is a little spoiled.

"Are you ready to hear Grandpa Bram angry?" hanafi asked softly in a seductive tone.

"Mas Hanafi is flirting, Na?" hany asked softly in an annoyed tone.

"Mas just reminded. After this you must take full responsibility for what you have done. Only honesty can make Grandpa Bram forgive Na, without any new maslaha, compared to lying or looking for other reasons. Understood?" tita h Hanafi to Hany who was originally going to find a reason and various modes to ngele and avoid the tantrums of Grandpa Bram.

Hany looked down, nodding.

His mistake was fatal and unforgivable. Moreover, Hany has too often in and out of the police station with the same calculation.

"Indeed, are we getting married tomorrow?" hany suddenly asked Hanafi who was opening his wallet to take one red note to pay for two dishes of fried rice that had been used up.

Both of Hanafi's eyes looked at Hany who looked sad. I don't know what an ABG girl like Hany thinks.

"So dong? All the dowry was ready, exactly as Na asked. Mas will grant it all without calculating how much dowry money you have to spend. And tomorrow is our wedding day" teg sanafi told Hany.

Hany just nodded. Free looking for trouble that Hany thought Grandpa Bram would call off his wedding was out of shame. But, this is not the case with Hanafi who is determined to love Hany and determined to marry the AbG unstable girl.

"Help Na, face Grandpa Bram? Would you like to Mas?" ask Hany lirih.

Hany's body was weak Hany's mind was tired. It is better to take shelter behind Hanafi who can help himself to escape this problem.

"Yes," Hanafi replied briefly expressionlessly. Hanafi stood up and paid for the fried rice.

Hany stood up and walked right behind Hanafi without looking ahead, only looking down and looking down.

"Sep. This is the money" Hanafi said slowly while giving Asep a red sheet.

"Yes Mr. Ustad. Meni gede pisan artosna? Can I change Mr Ustad?" septian said slowly.

"Take all make a seller. Doain aja our relationship is lasting," said hanafi softly while teasing Hany who is behind him.

Spontaneous Hany hit Hanafi's back softly irritated.

"Haturnuhun pak Ustad. Alhamdulillahot. I must be Asep doakeun. Geulis," Septian said plainly and honestly.