
I was fascinated. Looking at your handsome face.
Maybe it's the right song verse to interpret the stares of the mothers of the robpong, the, when he saw Kevin firmly giving orders to the decor team, the cathering waitress who still looked busy cleaning up the remaining food that was abundant.
What astonished them even more was that with just one call to Gilang's in-laws, the woman did not even dwell. And instantly left them without even a smile message.
O .. o. .. Who is he?
"Pap, Muna's coffee has been made, come in." Looks like a beautiful woman half bule with batik dress in line with the one used by Kevin, came hugging Kevin's waist from behind. Who dares to be so spoiled and affectionate to Kevin besides Muna, his wife.
Mak mak ghibah squad eyes almost out because of glaring, seeing beautiful young women, even so friendly to men who still they do not know who was. Want ghibah has no capital. So just look at it first.
Cup, Muna's cheeks have a short attack from the husband bucin.
"Thank you dear." Her speech turned around hugging Muna's waist. However, he has no intention of leaving his place.
"Where are we at?" ask Kevin gently. Lost overflow where the man's firm and arrogant voice, after meeting his unconscious.
"Within, would you like to talk? just go inside." Pinta Muna who knows, her husband's nerves were a bit tight. For reasons that Muna does not know the reason.
"Can you please call Mae? There's something you need to tell them here." Pinta Kevin looked seriously at the father of his two children.
"OK. wait my hubby." Muna left Kevin who was still standing to notice some people who were still focused on working it.
While the ghibah squad team seemed to have finished filling all the contents of the ration they brought earlier. Want to go home but confused about who, because they do not know Kevin. So it's just a nudge, code each other. So that one of them will go home first.
"Tante A'ai said good-bye to that guy." Push mama's mouth on A'ai's shoulder.
"Ga's brave, like a grumpy guy. Scared ah." Answer aunt A'ai.
"Yes, just mak Dinda. The lithe." Pinta bu Joyo's.
"Iissh." Reject mak Dinda.
While the fourth push push push. Point each other for pamphlets. Gita and Gilang came out together.
"Yes what's wrong?" ask Kevin.
"Lang.. You notice and remember the faces of the 4 mothers of the mother." point Gilang at mak Ghinah squad. The one that was shown even a sweet smile, felt like a tranding.
"What's wrong with them?" curious Gilang asked.
"Don't like to hang out with them...! You Git, friendly to the neighbors may. But don't be toxic like them...!!!" Kevin spoke in a loud voice without a smile.
Of course, the mother of the stock can hear the words that Kevin deliberately said in a high tone. Making the face of the mother's four mothers instantly frown and reddish. Embarrassed, upset, resentful with someone who is a stranger to them.
"Yes Kevin's brother." Gita chooses to immediately agree with Kevin's advice, so that his words do not turn into anger, even though Gita is confused what is wrong 4 mothers.
Mak's ears can also clearly hear Kevin's name mentioned. You know them, if it's Gita's sister. Who financed all these events. Naturally he pretended to command and arrange this and that, here he is the boss.
"Don't forget to remind your mother Lang, too, so don't mix anything else believe in whatever they say. Avoid your mother's reach, if you want your household to be safe and lasting." Haiiiss this guy tegesnya use bingits deh.
Breaking the anxiety of the readers, fearing that Gilang's mother inedible sedition toxic neighbors earlier.
Kevin nodded then turned around to leave his place of speech. Decorate earlier.
"Disapply. Thanks for the extra package and the food. May the house langeng ya..." Buru buru mak Dinda pamit, want to immediately take a seven-figure flower bath to throw shit, after being called toxic earlier.
"Yes.I'm sorry too. Oh yeah, tomorrow I'm gonna send my son to your office, drop off Lang's application file." Joyo said confidently.
"Whatever type of field is in the office or factory. Make sure their kids don't get accepted into my company." Eeh. buuussyeet. Kevin turned around and approached Gilang who was only five steps away with the mad mak. Able.
"A lot of patience, Lang. Turns out you married into a rich, arrogant family." Waww. mak Dinda still dare to comment.
"Have it!! we all go in, not us asking for food from them. But...!!" Kevin's insinuation is firm.
Oh my God, if you forget the expensive cooking oil, they have returned the package of sembako. But what is the original power they really need more. Only the way he asked was not right.
Kevin is also actually ever so cute, willing to respond to cheap sneers. Even whatever alms they ever gave him never returned. But somehow, this time Kevin felt the need to provide shock therapy for the mother as a lesson.
Even Kevin is more cruel than the Netherlands, sensitive to it until the child of mak rempong he did not accept work in his company. But how else, your mouth your tiger. Think before you speak.
Kevin has been very appropriate to give a deterrent effect on the toxic neighbors. Didn't Kevin's family ever think about a person's social status, even when Muna lived in a simple house while still a son of Babe Rojak and Nyak Time, Kevin never shy or choose. That's a sign they are not rich people who are arrogant as alleged by the mother of Dinda earlier.
"Neither face or wrapping paper? how many lipets is that?" chirp Time who just passed in front of Kevin who just entered. Looked at Kevin's upset face.
"You're the brother, mad at you anyway?" Muna pulled her husband's hand to sit down near the table where a cup of coffee was waiting for her.
"Sit sweet after work,
Drink zamzam eat dates.
Angry, it's okay,
Just don't be long." Pantun babe has come out dong.
"Ga angry be. Just talkin' loud again." Kevin took his cup of coffee and started sipping coffee made by Muna that never changed the taste since long ago. Just like her love Muna pepper. Always fitting.
Seriate...
Readers satisfied dong with Kevin's gaping decision?
Still pantengin next part yes.
Just to say, tomorrow Monday.
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Thanks for all the fun you have with me.
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