
Currently, the entire Gilang family was already in Antonio's residence. The super spacious stately residence, where Maida and Erlan's wedding reception party, is lined with the wedding reception of his wife Erlan's twin sister, Maira. The atmosphere at the venue of the party looks very lively.
Present all businessmen of the country, especially those domiciled in Jakarta. Most of them, known by Gilang. There are even those who are business partners of the GCC boss.
Ailee's husband was kept busy. He greeted them one by one and greeted them. Gilang at once introduced the wife because at her wedding there were not many business partners invited.
"Honey. Do you want me to throw a party like this?" tanya Gilang, whispered as the two of them were just able to sit down casually while enjoying a delicious meal.
Ailee shook her head. "No need, Mom. Can get the heart of Mas Gilang completely, Ai is already very happy," replied Ailee who made Gilang's forehead wrinkled deep.
"You mean?" ask Gilang.
"Yes, yes, Mas Gilang is very cold like Ai. Ai had a doubt, whether Ai could attract the attention of Mas Gilang or not? Mas Gilang, tuh, like a cold, frozen polar bear." Ailee chuckled to herself after likening the husband at will.
"It's not just like a polar bear, Ai. Ge, tuh, kayak Mount Everest summit. It was cold, hard to touch anyway" said Mbak Gia, chuckling.
"Yes. That's right, Mommy." Ailee laughed at the defense of her sister-in-law.
"Sak senengmu, Dik, it is important you guys, man," said Gilang later, imitating his brother who is good at Javanese while gently shuffling the top of the head of the wife.
Ailee who did not understand Javanese, frowned. "What did Miss say?"
"Whatever you say, honey. What matters is that you are happy. I see, Lili Darling, I mean the words of Om Ge," said Satria who sat behind the two of them, while playing both eyebrows teasing Gilang who looked back.
The two Gilang brothers who are fluent in Javanese, smiled to hear Satria interpret according to the young man's version. While Gilang let out a long breath. It takes extra patience to face the niece who is not stingy. Gilang then grasped the wife's hand and kissed the back of his wife's hand full of affection.
Ailee smiled broadly and pinched her husband's cheek. I don't know, lately she's been very happy to make out with her husband and doesn't care even if it's in public. Not like the old days who were shy but willing.
Of course what the wife did, made Gilang very happy. He feels young again, like ABG in general who is in love. A love she never felt when she was a teenager.
"Goodoo-fraud continues!" satria protest while playing mobile phone.
Gilang looked back. "Sat, there is Jelita, tuh, again alone," said Gilang while pointing at the young girl referred to by her chin.
Satria immediately turned to the direction intended by the om. Sure enough, he saw the girl sitting alone. Satria then hurriedly moved.
"Ma. Pray for your son to successfully approach the future daughter-in-law of Mama," said Satria, asking for the blessing of the mother who sat next to her omnya.
"Well, I want to go to the battlefield only you, Bang," said Steady, to the laughter of his brothers.
Satria does not care about herself being the laughingstock of the family. The young man rushed over to Jelita. Young girl who does have a very beautiful face as her name suggests.
"Assalamu'alaikum, beautiful," said Satria, smiling sweetly.
Jelita returned the smile of the handsome young man in front and answered Satria's greeting, "waalaikumsalam, Bang Satria."
Jelita's soft, melodious voice made Satria flutter. He's like a labile ABG who just got to know a teenage girl. Jelita is not the first girl to make Satria fall in love.
In the past, while still sitting on the bench of Junior High, Satria has had a boyfriend. The girl who was his upperclassman, the first to shoot Satria. Satria who is still unstable, takes it for granted without thinking long. What was important to him at that moment, he was happy.
Random is Satria's love story. After with his upperclassmen, while sitting in High School he only dared to love in silence. Now, the girl he loved became his aunt. Now, he fell in love with the young girl, whose age was quite far below Satria.
Jelita chuckled softly. "Abang's been sitting, why ask permission?"
Satria also chuckled while scratching his nape that did not itch. "Yes, yeah."
The sound of someone's silence, stopping the laughter of the two. Om Ilham who was already standing beside Satria, looked at the young man full of probing.
"What is Satria doing?" tanya Om Ilham is calm, but full of emphasis. Tumben-tumbenan father of two children can behave like an authoritative father, making Satria dead in style.
"Sorry, Om. Satria only wants to talk to Dik Jeje," Satria replied, politely.
Gilang and the other brothers, laughing to see Satria misbehaving in front of his father Jelita. That made Satria very upset. 'Not helped, but even mengkawainan! Beware, Om Ge, if Ailee asks for more Satria ogah help om, Satria grumbled inwardly.
"Oh, just want to talk? Maybe," said Om Ilham who immediately made Satria very happy.
"But don't just be alone like this, yeah, even though it's in a crowded place. Please join Jeje with another family." Om Ilham's next words, making Satria's face tangled instantly.
'Sense becomes the family moons if I take Jeje to sit near my family. Mending I sit with Dik Jeje's family alone, Satria's inner self.
'Waiting-wait. But, right, there's his brother who is rancid and overprotective. Ah, so wrong, deh, ' he continued in silence.
Satria was still in confusion to make a choice.
While at the pelaminan, Erlan who was wearing a silver tuxedo looked very handsome and dashing. The youngest son of Budhe Ris always spread a friendly smile. Compatible with her beautiful partner dazzling in a wedding dress and matching color hijab.
They both stood up to greet the invited guests who congratulated them. An hour or so they stood up, but the guests who were about to greet were still in a long line.
"Sir, how many guests did daddy invite? Why haven't you finished it too?" whispered Erlan who seemed impatient wanted to immediately invite the wife into the room.
Maida smile. "Mai doesn't know either, Bang. Just be patient, yeah." Maida hugged the husband's arm. Erlan replied by peeping the top of his wife's head.
After fifteen minutes, the show ended. Erlan immediately invites his wife to slip away from the luxurious reception without saying goodbye to her family first. The adult youth who is always friendly to each person seems to be impatient to invite the wife to have fun, enjoy a long night.
As soon as he entered the room, Erlan immediately locked the door of his room. He then helped his wife remove all the accessories attached to the head and then remove the Maida hijab. Impatiently, Erlan helped open the retsluiting of the wedding dress then threw it away with the origin towards the sofa.
"Do you know, brother, that my heart is burning with jealousy" whispered Erlan, kissing the nape of his wife.
"Jealous why, Bang?" maida asked in a sighing voice because of her adult husband.
"Because the eyes of the men were staring at you with admiration," Erlan replied, making Maida smile happily.
Erlan's jealousy made her feel extremely valuable in the eyes of the husband. Maida feels very loved. "Is that how much you love Mai?" ask Maida, make sure. The young woman who had now turned her body to face her husband, looked at her husband fixedly.
"Sure, Honey? I love you with all my heart and all my soul." Erlan immediately carried the body of the wife and lay down on the soft bridal bed.
"We're gonna fly flying together, baby, enjoy the beautiful paradise of the world."
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