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Jhony the black sweet

Syakila's eyes glazed over to witness the incident.

Mama Rina, Mr. Bambang and Raka sighed violently looking at that.

"Sir Dion, Get off! Aira's a sesek!" aira murmured, because Dion suddenly hugged her very tightly.

"Thata, I'm sure it's you! Please explain to all of them, if this is you! You're still alive!" Dion crying sobbing.

"Thata who? This is Aira and Aira is not Thata, brother!" Aira.

Slowly Dion let go of his embrace, he stared into Aira's eyes.

"Why are you like this, Tha? You're driving brother crazy" Dion said softly.

"I'm not Thata, I'm Aira!" aira again.

"Dion! Awake son, eling! Why are you like this again? Your sister is dead" said the newly arrived Ms. Yanti.

"Mom, who's Thata? Why don't you know?" ask Syakila who is in the corner of the room.

"Let's explain! Now let's take Dion down first!" sahut Bu Yanti "Hm, Dad! Do we need to take Dion to a rehabilitation center again? I'm afraid, the time will come back," continued Bu Yanti with a riled face.

"No need! He just needs understanding, Aira and Raka can handle it!" sahut pak Bambang. "Now we leave the three of them," he continued.

"But, Kila wants to be here! Kila wanted to know what really happened to Dion," Syakila said.

"Say you know, come on! We'll tell the story outside" said Ms. Yanti.

"Mom, Kila wants to take Dion's mason!"

"Trust your husband to Raka and Aira! Mama's sure Dion's gonna get better soon!" sahut mama Rina while patting Syakila's shoulder slowly.

Syakila nodded, she walked unsteadily following Irang sunior in the family.

Everyone who was there went out, and Aira, Raka, and Dion stayed.

"Yon!" call Raka.

"Ka, what's wrong?" asked Dion blankly.

"Is there something in your heart? Or is there a burden you're hiding?" asked Raka very carefully.

"You mean?" ask Dion.

"We're sitting there huh" Aira said as she pointed at the bed.

His legs were very tight, standing up from now on.

Finally the three of them sat in front of the bed.

"I have this! Have a look!" Raka handed me two photos.

One photo Thata gave Yanti bu and one photo of Aira's childhood, which was obtained from Aira's social media.

"Whose picture is this?" dion asked while receiving the photo.

"Try to remember! Whose face is this?" point Raka at the photo of the late Thata.

"This is a picture of Thata!" dion "Then this one!" show bya again.

"This is a photo of Aira! My aira, my wife!" lead Raka.

"If this is Thata and this is Aira, then my Thata is really dead!" Dion said his speech was starting to normalize.

Not feeling, an hour more the three of them were in the room, suddenly Dion got up.

"Where are you going?" ask Raka.

"You take a shower, I realize! That sour smell was coming from my body." lead Dion with a slight smile.

"Crazy! How many days have you not had a shower?" ask Raka.

"Since yesterday!" he said, after that he went to the bathroom.

Following departure. Aira and Raka looked at each other.

"She's already aware of how I feel" said Raka.

"Your money, your attitude, your body shape, your smile are typical of Thata and your nipples!" sahut Raka's. "Dion memorized, memorized and remembered how little Thata was" he continued.

"Oh," Aira is just oh ria.

Twenty minutes they waited, finally Dion came out of the bathroom with a fresh face fit.

After changing clothes, he took Aira and Raka out to meet their parents.

"Mom, I want Thata's cock!" said Dion.

Everyone looked towards the voice, and suddenly everyone was smiling with satisfaction. They all thanked the god who quickly awakened Dion.

"Mas, I'm coming!" pinta Syakila was sitting on a chair.

"Emm, you're tired, you don't want to be tired" said Dion, now he's talking softly to Syakila, his wife.

"I promise! Not going to bother," said Syakila.

"Yes, come on!" Take Dion.

Raka, Dion, Aira and Syakila immediately went to the tomb.

Half an hour later, they had arrived at the public cemetery.

"Thata, brother's coming! Sorry for the brother who has forgotten you," said Dion while rubbing a tombstone that read Thata kumala binti Kasino. (DON'T FOCUS THE SAME NAME HIS FATHER ALM THATA YES, JUST A LITTLE SWEETENER) "Sister doesn't mean it like that, brother loves you very much," he continued.

"Mas, don't cry! Thata will definitely be sad there!" Syakila stroked her husband's trembling back while hugging the tombstone.

"Thata! Brother here, bring your wife and sister's children who will soon be born! Sister's wife is a beautiful and very chatty woman, every day she scolds her sister. Don't even hesitate to drive out of the house,"

Hearing Dion's words, a perfect swipe was Syakila's eyes. If only now they were not at the funeral, maybe now Syakila will scream loudly like Tarzan who called Ghimba😂. So Dion survived the jungle king's rampage for now.

Aira and Raka smiled slightly at Syakila's annoyance.

"Even though she's very chatty, but sister loves her very much. Big brother was very scared if he left!" continued Dion. Syakila's remorse was lessened a little by hearing the continuation of Dion's story.

"You know, Thata! Brother without your sister-in-law. Like a rumour song. I'm without you, dust grains!Well that's it, brother loves him very much,"

"Yon! The day will rain," said Raka "From the length of the story on the tombstone, we better send Al-fatihah to the late little Thata," continued Raka.

Dion nodded, and eventually the four men read short letters and prayers for the late Thata.

After that, the four of them immediately left from the funeral. Because it was very dark, a sign that it was going to rain.

***

"Really sir! This place is a place under the guise of a five-star hotel" a young man told police.

"Thank you for the cooperation, you!" said one of the police.

"Thank you, Jhony! Thanks to your courage, now that me and the women are free from the trap of Momy Susi," Intan said as he stared fixedly at the face of the young man in black sweetness before him.

"Just thank you! That's it, Miss!" Ketus Jhony while raising his eyebrows.

"Then, what do you want? I have nothing to repay your kindness," Intan said, bowing his head.

"I'm asking for a wife's reward, you want to be the reward of my kindness?" goda Jhony the sweet black young man.

Hearing Jhony's words, Intan immediately raised her head.

"I want to!" it was as fast as lightning.

"Really!" Jhony's convinced.

Intan nodded, "But are you not jyjyk and ashamed to marry a woman like me" Intan said with a sad and embarrassed look.

"Why should I be ashamed and Jyjyk? If I were jyjyk and embarrassed to be with you, I might not be close to you, from the beginning, poor Miss!" Jhony snoots Intan's nose.

Now he has dared to joke with Intan.

MAY THIS BE THE BEGINNING OF GOODNESS FOR INTAN AND JHONY🤲🤲

***Common!

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