Project Mandor And Young Widow

Elekton Plus's

Bagio who came to the operator of the sound mixer system, immediately approached Adi when he saw Adi accompany Indri to greet the guests.

"Congratulations coy, may be a family that is sadinah mawadah and warahmah. Cepet has a baby", said Bagio with a thin smile and reached out his hand to shake hands.

'Tumben's brain sane. What after all these years finally his brain functioning?', Adi's inner wonder.

Indri immediately elbowed Adi's waist when Adi did not immediately answer.

"Ouch..

What the hell is yank?", Adi grimaced while looking towards Indri. The woman throws her lips towards Bagio.

"Eh yes yes coy, okay okay thanks for the prayer" said Adi while greeting Bagio's hand.

"Eh soffit..

Slowly answer. Must be daydreaming slovenly huh you?", accuse Bagio began to songongnya.

Adi almost swore loudly. Fortunately, he was conscious in his position as the host. Try it if not, it must be Bagio he maki maki.

'O Allah, I take refuge in you from the temptations of the damned Satan, ' Adi prayed in the heart.

"Don't miss the coy.. I saw a lizard grabbing an insect in your bin there", Adi tried to control his mouth.

"It's impossible. Where do the lizards look from here? You must be daydreaming slovenly with Pur..."

Adi immediately smothered Bagio's mouth and glazed him away from people. With a slight shy smile, he pulled Bagio into one of the quiet corners of the binoculars.

Hmpphhhh hemmmph

Bagio tried to speak his mouth shut.

"Sorry coy, man,

Cablak can but must also see the situation", Adi began to dislike the nature of Bagio who does not know the situation.

Adi released his arm.

"Sorry coy, it's a mouth when you like the brake blong.

I'm so sorry", said Bagio was not feeling well. He realized that he was in the wrong place to talk in front of a crowd.

Hmmmm

"Eh coy, tomorrow after the veil. Is there no entertainment intention? Cook the marriage only muter CD doang?", continued Bagio later.

Adi frowned.

'This is also the mouth of the bucket. Rame rame added, rame aja all of you'.

"You have an electon view plus no?", asked Adi later. Elekton plus does not need a broad stage. On the terrace, too. So thought Adi.

"Don't electon plus, I can arrange concerts", Bagio again kumat cockynya.

"It's like you are, like EO,

Try to prove it. I want elekton plus use artist Intan Chaca can not?", challenge Adi later.

"Eh sompret, uh,

Let alone Intan Chaca, Nella Kharisma I can come for you. Through the CD but hahahaha", Bagio laughed out loud.

"Huuu was arrogant first, zonk proof...

The son of tuyul pe'a", Adi grumbled as he walked away.

Bagio buru buru.

"Eh slonong boy, just run away.

So isn't the Intan Chaca?", asked Bagio later.

"So, the origin of the budget is small", Adi replied while removing a pack of Diplomat cigarettes and taking a stick. Slowly she ignited it.

"Aseemmmmhm...

Ready 1.5 million, that's the price of friends. Elekton plus drums and guitar. Artist 2.

Can not??", Bagio looked at Adi's face seriously.

"Deal. Tomorrow afternoon before the meeting, stand by here. Anyway I want los last night", Adi replied with a smile.

Bagio gave a thumbs up sign in agreement.

The night is getting late. The guests are deserted. Adi stepped inside the house of Ms. Sarmi.

Dhea who is usually restless has slept in front of the TV with Aldi, Wawan's son. All the places were full of distant relatives who were in the house, some even slept on the front seat.

There was only one bedroom that they could not occupy. Bedroom for Adi.

Adi slowly stepped there.

The door was closed and slightly open. Without saying much, Adi stepped in.

"Masshhhhh...."

Indri shouted because of the shock Adi nyelonong entered without knocking. The woman was changing clothes and half-naked position, showing off the beauty of her upper body.

Adi gawked at seeing it all.

As a normal man, his male instincts instantly rose. Some stood but not the flagpole. The man gulped his saliva violently.

Clegukk!

Indri hurriedly covered his body by grabbing the blanket on the pillow.

"Mas, man,

Why not enter the door anyway?", asked Indri while wearing his baby doll top.

"Lha who knows? One of the doors of the room is open", Adi does not want to be blamed.

"I forgot my body is tired. Want to quickly change clothes and sleep", said Indri who had finished changing clothes.

"If so, you sleep yank" Adi was about to go out.

"Mas not sleeping?", asked Indri staring at Adi's face with questions.

"Where do you want to sleep? All the places full of people like that", Adi glanced towards the living room bedded by Indri relatives.

"Yes sleep here mas, there are only conditions. Mas don't mess around", Indri patted the mattress underneath.

'How can you not try? I saw Mount Fujiyama'

"Yes, but later. Mas want to accompany the one who gave a moment, you just sleep first yank", Adi stepped out of the room to the terrace. To relieve something that stands but not the flagpole, Adi changes his concentration on playing card games that are again exciting.

"Mas boss, just sleep there" said Mr. Wito who was hit by a clothesline that night in his ear. Since Adi came to play, he lost only.

"Lah nanggung Pak Lik, let's continue again", Adi chuckled amusedly. He doesn't like to gamble, but if Remi is good enough.

"Heeee tomorrow will want ijab kabul mas boss, rather than drowsiness in the hayoo hijabkan", Mr. Wito continues to urge Adi to step down.

"If I retreat, who will change?", Adi tried to hold on.

"There is Memet, he changed" said Mr. Wito smiled faintly.

Finally Adi gave up. Do not have the heart to also see the old ears of Mr. Wito full of clothesline clasps.

The clock has set the number 01.22

Adi inched backwards into the house and headed towards the room. The door of the room is not in the lock.

He entered almost without a sound. Slowly he looked at Indri's face. She is beautiful even without make up. Her disheveled hair even adds to the natural beauty charm of the woman.

With a thin smile, Adi opened the batik shirt that he was wearing. The habit before going to bed is to take off the clothes leaving singlet and gloved. Adi has prepared for all of that.

After hanging clothes on the door of the room, Adi slowly spread her body beside Indri. The woman was not disturbed at all sleep, even looks more slumbering.

Adi tilted his body so that he could look at Indri's face carefully.

Hmmmm

'This beautiful woman's tomorrow will be rightfully mine', inner Adi. A sweet smile spread on her lips.

Slowly Adi turned his body to sleep on his back like his habit at home. Drowsiness began to attack him. Slowly he closed his eyes.

Blukk

A hand fell on Adi's stomach. And that's Indri's hand. Adi who had just fallen asleep immediately became literate again and glanced at Indri who was stuck in his armpits because the cold dry season made him cold. Not wanting to suffer amused by the grunt of the wife-to-be, Adi slowly smuggled his right hand under Indri's neck. Be Indri sleep with his head on the chest of the field of his future husband.

That night Indri slept soundly in the warm embrace of Adi.

The morning prayer rang from the Kyai Samingun mosque not far from the house of Bu Sarmi. The voice of the toa was able to wake up everyone in the house of Ms. Sarmi, except for two people who will soon be married.

Indri was so slumbering in Adi's arms.

Dhea just woke up looking for her mother. Ms. Sarmi who also just woke up, twisted her body until it rang kreekk.

"Where is Mak?", asked Dhea while rubbing her eyeballs.

Ms. Sarmi yawned widely while staring at her surroundings. Indri does not exist. The woman immediately stood up while holding Dhea. Slowly the middle-aged woman stepped towards the direction of Adi's bedroom. Two pairs of sandals are proof that they are both. Ms. Sarmi just smiled thinly while shaking her head.

"Sir, where's In's mother?", again the boy again asked.

"In Bus is still sleeping, do not bother ya Nduk" said Bu Sarmi while pointing at Adi's bedroom.

Dhea immediately slumped down from Bu Sarmi's sling and banged on Adi's bedroom door.

"Yumuuukkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!"

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Dhea don't be naughty ya 😌😌😌

Ibuk Indri still pules in Keloni Ayah Adi 😁😁

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