Not the Hope Husband

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"What's wrong? tumben didn't tell me first!" fatir's murmur in the heart. His eyes looked at the beautiful woman with hair in the braids and sideways.

"Assalamu'alaikum ... Want a healthy fatir?" said Ms. Asri softly.

Fatir kissed Asri and Oma Yani. While Viona sat on the bench that was available. Ordinary attitude is indifferent but kind and considerate.

Sidar approached Viona welcoming with a warm smile. "Kok, Mas Fatir didn't say the beautiful Ma'am wanted to come?"

"Em .. did not say, Adam where? at home!" viona asked while opening her eyes. The mother and the oma, looked serious talking to Fatir there.

"Well ... suprise yes .. he he he he, mas Adam is taking care of registration or something, about his college."

"Oh," Viona rounded her lips.

Sidar smiled meaningfully. "The mother looks more beautiful, with the appearance she is now."

Viona returned the gaze of this teenage man. "You can just. If you go to school or college, who helps you trade the krispi banana?"

"Kan, after school or college Mas adam Mbak. Alternately." replied Sidar.

"Have you been helping with trading for a long time?"

"About two-three years old, ma'am." Remember Sidar.

"Oh, did you first sell?" ask Viona back.

"Yes, it used to be Mas himself who sold. Alternately, sometimes on the same stone friends so how the two walk. But long ago we also said that all Mas Fatir held, so we went down even for a time," said Sidar.

"Good, so you're hard workers. Never ever"

"Bak this manya mulu rich journalists long ago huh? ha ha ha ..." Sidar chuckles. "You know what Mommy?"

"Not so ah" said Viona.

"Ah, don't be angry Ma'am, later the beauty of the delay." Blink with eyes.

The fatir who got there was stunned to hear his sister seduce Viona. Fatir's flat gaze was on Sidar. "Make bananas and cassava warm. Make snack. Don't talk mulu! cigarette smoke is endless."

Sidar stood up. "Good Boss. Beautiful mom, I live first huh? please talk to the Boss, be careful, my Mas is quietly drifting." Sidar pointed at the older brother with a smile.

Viona also smiled thinly, then turned to look at the mother and her omana who were eating chicken noodles.

"Do you want me to make it?" ask Fatir to Viona.

"No, thanks."

Sidar is not far away and hears the talk of Fatir and Viona. Reversing body. "You are Mbak. Made with love, just hope in the understanding that his love is still bland. Later will also change to change a new one, just calm down."

Fatir and Viona were dumbstruck, thinking about Sidar's words just now. The man had already passed into his wagon. Fatir was sitting on the same bench as Viona.

"What time do you come home from the beach?" ask Fatir to Viona.

"Huh? know where?" ask Viona in amazement.

"Eh, that. From ..." Fatir's hand scratched his nape that wasn't itchy.

Viona looked in wonder towards Fatir. "You're from the beach too, yeah, same lover huh?"

"Ah, what the hell am I asking about that? so weapons eat sir," he murmured inwardly.

"L-yes," Fatir looked down bad.

"Okayly enough. No need to be nervous," said Viona casually.

"Mas, I've been treating you." Sidar sat there again.

"Yes, thank you." Fatir turned his gaze towards oma and bu Asri.

Sidar's view leads to Viona. "Beautiful mom. Really beautiful with a look like that, simple." Goda Sidar pretends to seduce.

Fatir stared intently at Sidar. "What does this boy mean? seducing everyone has no shame what. This woman is my future wife." In my heart, and finally a little glancing at my sister.

Sidar smiled with satisfaction. Looking at the expression of the brother who looked strange.

Then came the car carrying the motor, and stopped right near it. Oma who had finished eating noodles, approached. "Let's just drop it here!"

"I don't know, and don't want to know" Fatir said so coldly.

"Ih, the Mas. Not tempted what? with a nice body. It looks so attractive." Sidar's gaze cannot be separated from the motor that is being lowered.

Viona mesem. "Sidar wants to know who it is?"

Sidar switched views. "Who does it have, who does it have?"

"That's .. a gift from Oma Mbak, to her Mas!" said Viona who surprised Sidar and Fatir.

Sidar. With a gaping mouth as if not believing what Viona said. "What's right, Ma'am? But, it's not my birthday." Sidar's eyes took turns to see Viona and the motorbike that had been hanging on the roadside.

Fatir who felt gasp again looked calm. He sat down relaxed. Both elbows are stacked on top of the thighs.

"That's, Ma'am's wedding gift later." Viona Tympal.

"Ck ck." Sidar was amazed.

"Son Fatir is here?" call oma and bu Asri. "Vi here baby?"

Fatir approached immediately. Followed by Viona from behind.

"Oma, present this bike as your wedding gift. May Fatir especially like." Oma Yani stared at Fatir.

Fatir fell silent, there was a sense of haru in his heart and caused his eyes to be foggy. "Thank you, Oma. I am not feeling good. You guys are so good with me."

"Together, may it be useful for Nak Fatir and the sisters huh?" keep oma back.

"Again thanks to Oma," with teary eyes, Fatir embraced the old woman who still looked fresh.

Then Fatir kissed the hands of oma Yani and bu Asri alternately. "Thank you, Auntie! thanks." His face looked both happy and embarrassed.

Then Sidar who was serving buyers was , immediately tried the bike after getting the key.

"Save it at home, Dar. here there will be an old one," Fatir told the younger brother who seemed happy to ride a new motorcycle.

"Ready, Mas." Sidah nodded and brought a new motor to his house

Oma and Bu Asri seemed happy to see Fatir's sister who looked happy.

Oma looked towards Fatir. "Don't Fatir go with Yu? we want to go shopping, Kasian Vi keeps driving. Though there is a driver at home too, uh .. ngeyel wants to drive alone. Oma Kasian with Oma's granddaughter, just wait for the show you two. Don't be so cute either."

"The sales stay first, there's his sister too." Ms. Asri nimbrung.

Obviously Fatir could not turn to oma's invitation. Fatir turned to Viona who turned his eyes towards a directional abnormality. "Alright Oma, but wait for Sidar to return first."

After Sidar returned, then Viona entered the car and there was already Asri's mother who first entered.

"Dar, drop it. Go first." Fatir circled the car, his hand holding the key.

"OK, Mum. Titip also mbak beautiful not to be scuffed huh?" answer Sidar again nyeleneh.

Fatir stopped his steps. Looking towards Sidar. "What do you mean!"

"Hehehe. I don't mean it."

Fatir rushes in and drives Viona's car to the shopping center.

"By the way, Fatir's son is smart to also bring a car. Got SIM?" oma asked Fatir who was serious about driving.

"Learn Oma, not ah. Fatir's job is most push cart and most carry a motor." Reply Fatir while staying focused.

"No interest in SIM?" ask oma back.

"Already, Oma. Already have!" sahut Fatir's.

"Loh, just said he didn't have a SIM?" bu Asri wonder ....

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