SEBANGKU

WIFE-TO-BE

After stopping at the diner, Arsyad pulled his car over at a distro. Sha was confused why he had to go to the clothing outlet, "Ngapain?" tanya Sha held down Arsyad's arm that was about to get out of the car.

"Buy clothes for you" replied Arsyad.

"Why should I buy clothes?" Sha still did not know that Arsyad would want to stay at his grandmother's house.

"Well, won't we go ahead, masa' you don't change your clothes?"

Sha gawked, he immediately stabbed Arsyad's arm with anxiety, "Eh Syad, what your grandmother said. I thought girl what the hell ntar," Sha nagged with her jutek.

"Hunting ah, night hunting. It rained too" Arsyad was no less chatty. The soul of the leader is still domineering, not to be denied.

"Syad, I'm in a hotel. Not good if there is no news, suddenly you come bring a woman. Why you should go to grandma's house. In what order try. If you want to calm down, just ride the car just as culinary was done back."

"Silence napa, Tun. You're not saying anything."

"Syad, I don't want to be labeled a girl who does not really want to be invited by a man to his house. Mending I nginep in hotel ah."

"Okay, check in all of the rooms?" goda Arsyad with his rancid tone. Sha again hit Arsyad's back hard.

"Lady...KDRT continues to,"

"Bodos. Shad, uh,..." Sha can not dodge, Arsyad play nyelonong into the outlet take pajamas, t-shirts, training comfortable to sleep, and jeans to return tomorrow. He ignored Sha's celometan still stick the shirt to Sha's body to measure.

"What size jeans?" ask Arsyad sucks. Sha did not answer, he just screeched dislike while crossing.

"Bak, jeans for my future wife is the size of how much is it, another lick!" he said it was getting annoying and Sha's face was getting unfriendly.

"Daleman isn't there, Ma'am?" asked Arsyad who was answered by a nod by the shopkeeper's mother, while smiling indistinctly.

"Lo what the hell," inevitably Sha had to intervene if domestic affairs. There's no way he'd let Arsyad know his size. Two pockets were in hand, both of them continued their journey to the grandmother's house.

"Amongan kudu carried out, I have often said breakfast with prospective wives, replace dong with a date to Bandung with prospective wives. Let my grandmother not be surprised if we get married fast."

Sha was running out of words, Arsyad was getting rancid. "Lo if you don't want to take me to the hotel, I want to get out of the car now," Sha threatened to laugh with Arsyad.

"About dong, Sha. I locked the car door, I couldn't get out. Don't act like an unreasonable soap opera. Only last night, that's the morning we're back at the office."

Sha was silent, angry. His heart was still insecure because Arsyad actually invited him to stay at Grandma's house. The car had arrived at the courtyard of the beautiful house which was quite large, the security guard also greeted Arsyad kindly.

"Down gih,"

"Related."

"Don't blame me if I'll carry it!" Arsyad's getting a bitch. Sha also according. He just lowered his head.

"Cucukuuuuuu," called a gray woman as soon as she knew Arsyad was coming. "Eh..sama who?" asked the grandmother who did not hug Arsyad even stared intensely at Sha.

"Prospective wife dong!" arsyad replied as he hugged Sha's arm. Suddenly the girl turned her head, glaring because she did not like the attitude of Arsyad.

"Unfortunately, my grandmother did not believe me, you were Arsyad, hah ayu. Paid boyfriend?" ask grandma while pulling Sha's hand to sit down.

"I'm Secretary Mr. Arsyad, ma'am!"

The grandmother glanced cynically at the grandson who had missed casually drinking the orange juice served. "This child.." grumbled the grandmother.

"Hey.kamu don't make a scandal like Anwar huh. It doesn't bless your company if there's such a scandal."

"That makes a scandal who, the right man he's my wife-to-be. Still embarrassed."

"Is she?" look at grandma to make sure.