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After dzuhur, the diving event began. Because the invited are the mothers of studies, of course, very much present.

Ibu Sari is unmitigated, inviting lectures from Monday to Sunday studies. Volly field alone until full of mothers.

Fortunately Ibu Sari had asked for his iron to provide a lot of rice boxes. He had guessed that what came would explode.

Men and women can only see from a distance because the atmosphere is very crowded. Fortunately the Goddess came out and brought food and drinks for them, so did not get tired of listening to the recitation.

The ceremony opened with a tambourine sound that flowed with the voice of the vocalist who shrieked high while singing the song Magadir. Mother Dewi smiled satisfied to be able to hold a study to call the Divine Ridho community famous in the neighborhood.

The pride of being able to have a beautiful family makes him enjoy the flow of tambourine with a big smile on his face. Every now and then she greeted the new mothers with her big smile.

Dance is always introduced to the mothers of the study until sore because they have to smile often. The goddess several times whispered an apology in the ears of Dance, representing her mother who was too riya.

"That's okay, honey! This is a pride for your mother! Don't ruin his happiness. Mommy is ordinary. You forgot how your Abi behaved? Spread the charm anywhere! This is not how much. Just a little bit sore face Mommy because most smiles!" whisky Dance.

"Thank you My for understanding" said Dewi.

"Yes, Honey!"

The next event is a lecture led by one of the graduates who often fill their studies. The content of the lecture is a message for both the bride and the congregation present to appreciate the meaning of a marriage. Then the ustadzah also prayed for the marriage of Dewi and Wira so that it will always last until it wants to separate.

The event closed by listening to the vocabulary while sharing the rice box. The mothers in front of him were cake plates starting to put the cake in front of him into the rice box wrap.

"Make my son at home!"

"My husband loves these kayak gini snacks!"

"The isolation is so good! Make me eat later in the afternoon again ah!"

Even though in the rice box has been included all the snacks.

"Mubazir. No one eats!"

Before the Ashar adhan, the studies were finished. Time for men and women to work. Sweeping garbage used leaves wrapping loosely discarded lontong, orange peel and plastic steamed sponge.

The part hero takes out the trash, while Bahri sweeps it. Delicious in Wira, just lift the pengki that has been filled with garbage in the Bahri broom and throw it into the plastic waste nearby. Very clever he fooled his sister-in-law who said smart.

Abi came and whispered something near Wira. "Don't come near Mommy! Mommy hasn't noticed your swollen face since! Don't let Mommy know!" abi's Message.

"Yes, Bi. Once there, Abi brought Mommy home! Mommy's employees have come to help you clean up!" expel Wira.

"That son of song! When Mommy gets close, you throw away. Don't let Mommy see! Beware caught!"

"Yes. It's a big onion, fatherck-bapack!"

Dance is seen coming out of the Goddess' house. It looks like Dari dingukan looking for a Hero who he has not met since.

"No, Mommy's here! There you go to the cake shop saying you want to buy a cigarette! Scribbles!" expel Abi.

The hero put the pengki he held and went to the stall. Dance calls but the Hero is indifferent.

"Bi, where's the hero? Mommy call me to go anyway?" tanya Dance.

"Buy a cold drink! Thirsty she said. We go home, My!" bring Agas.

"Later first. Mommy wants to see Wira first." decline Dance.

"Later the child also went home" not yet finished Agas talk, his cellphone reads.

My Boy Calling's...

"Why?" ask Agas.

"No money, Bi. It's just an empty ATM!" reason Hero.

"Lied!" answer Agas.

"Don't!" Agas then turned around and spoke while whispering so that Tari did not hear. "Submit transfer."

"OKAY. Ten million yes, Bi!" answer the hero.

"Have you!" said Agas with a high tone.

"Who, By?" tanya Dance.

"No, My. Here, Damar!" lie Abi and Tari just believe the lies her husband made.

"Oh..."

Agas got back to his phone. "Mrubby, By!" tadih Wira's.

Agas breathed his breath. His son is back to work on him. If Tari to see the swollen face of Wira, will definitely be sad. I don't want that. "OKAY. Just wait!"

Agas turned off the phone connection and opened mobile banking. He sent ten million to his son.

The smiling hero watched his savings balance grow. "Lumayan!" he smiled with a big smile. "Love is really Abi with Mommy. Just because you don't want Mommy to worry and sad, come out ten million. Good for buying Goddess Mukena and new clothes!"

"Come, My. We home. Abi sleepy! Last night Abi stayed up at the kamling post." Agas embraces the shoulder of Dance and invites her away from the volleyball field. Fearful of Wira threatening him again.

"Keep up all the time! His wrinkles will go on!" nagel Dance.

"Add handsome dong Abi if a lot of wrinkles?" abi Goda.

"Yes dong! Abi is the most handsome man in the world, after Wira tapinya." seductive Dance.

Agas just blushed his lips. Lose to his own son. Dance then say goodbye to the family of the Goddess.

"Thank you very much Mother Dance and Mr. Agas have held this study. May our children have a lasting and happy marriage until death separates." said Ibu Sari.

"Amijin!" answer Dance and Agas compact.

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Wira sees Tari's car coming out of Indo Juli's parking lot. The hero came out of hiding while drinking a cold tea bottle.

His steps lightly returned to the Dewi's house although he brought a bag of cold drinks to share. "Payments for zakat. Ten million. oh ten million... How else ya ngerjain Abi let out money ten million." Inner Wira.

Planning a new idea, Wira saw Dewi was helping to clean up her house. The woman approached and gave her the plastic bag she was carrying.

"What's this?" ask the Goddess, then look at the contents of the pouch.

"For your family and neighbors who have helped you."

"A lot?!"

"For Mommy employees too!"

"Yes. My husband is really good." praise the Goddess.

Smiling hero. "Just got some money from Mister Agas. I go to the field first! Help me again!"

"Yes." Yeah." The goddess looked at her husband who threw the bottle of tea she drank into the plastic trash. Bahri cheered when Wira's throw was on target.

"Golllllllllllll!" shouted Wira and Bahri compact.

Goddess smile. He is very grateful to have a hero. The man she loved loved loved her in his own way.

"I love you, sir." Inner Goddess.

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