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The hot sun had dimmed and changed at dusk. Vishnu parked the vehicle in the courtyard with a huff, his face deathly pale. How not, as many as five luxury cars lined up neatly parked in front of the house. The man got out of the car almost impatiently. Almira's pregnancy, which has been waiting for several weeks before the birth, makes it very easy to worry.
"Whose car, anyway, this?" his murmurs spelled out one by one luxury car brands along the swing of the steps leading to the terrace of the house.
There are Porsche Macan 2.0, Lamborghini Aventador Lp720, Range Rover Sport 3.0 HSE, Chevrolet Camaro RS, and BMW i8. Vishnu shook his head when he realized that visiting his home must not be an arbitrary person.
"Your?" call him half panicked when going down three stairs to the porch of the house.
The tightly closed main door of the house adds to the level of anxiety, his feelings turn to be uncomfortable. He will not forgive his wife if he leaves the house without permission, which may be by riding in one of his friends' cars visiting.
"Almira had no friends rich people's children, except Good with Delia," murmured Vishnu tried to calm himself.
His hands deftly turned the door handle, looked at his head to observe the state of his living room.
Empty, there's no one.
The clock has been pointed at almost six in the afternoon, even Iandang azan has begun to be heard from the mosque area of the residential complex where he lives. Vishnu breathed out as he entered the house.
While observing the part of the kitchen that could still be seen from the living room, his eye shot tried to find the whereabouts of the wife, but nil. Still, Vishnu put forward his positive thoughts with the belief that the pregnant woman was in the room, asleep from exhaustion.
Nah! then that line of cars?
Vishnu chose to ensure the existence of Almira by going down the stairs leading to the room in a hurry. The small running movement immediately stopped when his sense of hearing caught the laughter from behind the house. The man took a moment to make sure the sound was coming from his own home.
Sure enough, the longer the sound is heeded, the more clearly the other lawyers welcome many ledge chiming each other. Vishnu immediately turned his body, undo the intention to go to the room, switch to check the direction of the source of the sound.
"Who is gathered in the garden behind the house?" he sounded curious.
Vishnu now stepped towards the back door that was beside the kitchen. A new room two weeks ago was completed. At Almira's request, he built and designed the vacant land behind the house as a hidden garden arena for children's play.
They both deliberately designed an open area surrounded by the walls of the neighboring house building as a natural area for the release of fatigue of his small family, when the baby was born later. Just imagine, it feels like the man is impatient to welcome the baby.
True as expected, it looks like the back garden area is now crowded. The babbling of them all even blared, as if already familiar with each other without any awkwardness when the plunge after the plunge was created to be able to create laughter.
Vishnu stared at the door, staring at the interaction of the women were relaxing in an area that contained grill equipment for grilling - located in the corner of the park. The smell of grilled chicken now burst into the stomach of the handsome twenty-eight-year-old man.
Almira was sitting in a conversation with Ihsan facing the grill. Occasionally his hands flipped the flesh on the surface of the grill, a laugh was also seen coming off his lips.
Vishnu can only hold hands, not yet intend to join. Moreover, his eyes immediately recognized the faces of his best friend. The women he had not seen since he left Krishna's house.
Tya Gunawan, the elegant who helped him when he was in a difficult time. Vishnu guessed, he must be the owner of the Lamborghini car.
His view now turns to Nafasal, a beautiful man who is reportedly chasing after the love of a general surgeon named Ryu. Vishnu did not expect, his taste was always a doctor. After being left behind by a twin Damian turns his brain into a shorting, becoming obsessed with all the handsome doctors he meets.
The goggen? Vishnu shook his head as he observed one of the most bar-bar companions and the rampong defeated Dhepe. Women who had misunderstood Isna because their husband's name was the same - Krishna. The woman has not changed. His characteristic absurd babble is able to invite laughter. Moreover, now his world becomes embarrassed because he continues to think of a handsome young man from a gangster named Kiandra. Vishnu only hope that the friends of the bar-bar did not get punishment from Krishna by taking care of the collection of 1599 cuppa fish. Vishnu was horrified when he imagined Anggen had to bathe as many fish one by one. How tired.
Now his eyes turned to look at Dhepe? I don't know, Vishnu can't describe how he feels about the one-child widow.
To be sure, once involved mutual PHP, before finally both give up and live each other's lives. For Vishnu, Dhepe is a woman who is persistent in building a career to always teach him that starting something from minus is not a shame. The man was amazed to remember the first time Imran's ex-wife was pioneering a cafe with 37 flavors. Dhepe's business is also stumbling, just like when he led a small hotel that has now managed to level up as one of the best five-star hotels in the city. They were both victims of parental cruelty.
Vishnu took a breath, still not moving from his place. The man listened to the familiarity of his wife and friends while smiling faintly.
"Gue is confused, deh, guys. I asked for input, dong," Oceh Dhepe while thrusting the bakwan for the second time from the plate to the mouth of Anggen.
"Back it, the business of the club. Why confused," said Anggen while biting the big fried food until it filled his mouth.
"Unfortunately bakwan, back and forth?!" ketus Dhepe put on a wooden face responding to Anggen's comments with pursed lips.
"Over time, do not have to conical that. Your lips are not a virgin anymore!" ledek Nafa finally ketangsangan monyong follow the motion of Dhepe's lips protesting the sneer of him.
"Not a virgin, which is important to have experience. Okay!" his his hiss was immediately given the impingement of Tya's shrews until his lips successfully gagged the savory food. While chewing annoyed, he glared at the mbangir-nosed woman.
"Ape, anyway, Lo?" turn it towards Tya who is now gulping with annoyed drink bear brand to cause the bottle can sucker instantly.
"Gue Frustrated, don't you know?" he put the rough bottle of suckers on the table with a sad look.
"Eape again? Still about Alex? or Aryan? or Youngplash?" seruduk Dhepe began to spell one by one former Tya with eye jerks containing millions of curiosity that struck. While chewing the chirping with extra energy, the mother of Azka Nalendra also focused her gaze towards Tya.
"On Ken," replied Tya scowling.
"Why? Isn't your relationship okay?" serobot Nafa nimbrung.
"He's got a new gig!" it was hysterical.
The woman jerked her legs while banging the table in annoyance. So tight and strong, the vibration that resulted in a bowl of ice cendol on the table and glide freely falling spilled spread over the grass below.
"Oh My God, what a pity. Poor," said Dhepe with a voice almost crying, Tya also rubbed his face that was sad now feel happy because getting sympathy from his long-time friend.
"That's a real pain, isn't it, me?" tya said again half sobbing.
"Yes, really. Oh, dearGod. Though this sweet-tasting drink is specifically ordered from Ponorogo, you know. Mixed with quality ingredients, cooked with fire heat at exactly seventy degrees Celsius and cooled for five hours, even before being packaged, it must go through a taste perfection detection process that involves as many as fifty-nine experts, weighed exactly six hundred and twelve milliliters so that the composition is perfect until satisfaction is achieved that makes consumers become opium until order again and again. Huhu .. but unfortunately, just a mouthful I enjoyed the wave of tongue shake because of the taste sensation created, Ice Cendolnya spilled!" Dhepe finally cries with Tya.
"Dhepe!" yelled Tya annoyed because he realized that the crying is not his story but ice cendol which has now been thrown down under the table.
The woman also expressed annoyance by hitting back the wooden object until the shock felt more powerful, fortunately, Anggen immediately made an acrobatic move to save five trays of chicken dishes Goyang Zaenudin burnt impromptu, processed by using a sauce seasoning option in the form of cem-ceman photo oppa-oppa cogan so as not to suffer a similar fate with ice cendol.
"Haishhah! Yeeeee .. congratulations!" yelled Anggen joyful, his body swayed ala Shakira so happy.
"Elo is cool, Anggen!" timpal Nafa gives a thumbs up while participating in twisting and swaying ala Ayam jago, they joget should form a collaboration of rocking movements broken waist aches sprained due to most styles.
"What are you doing, anyway?" whinek Tya, his face again scowled about to hit the table.
"Eits patiently," Dhepe persuaded while blocking Tya's hand and stroking it like a waste to his granddaughter.
"How to be patient. I don't have any more cogans, dong? Sad," she lamented again.
"I'll donate one of the candidates I've eliminated!" dhepe replied with a firm and convincing voice.
"Who?" tanya Tya gasped to stop the crying.
Anggen, Nafa, Almira immediately drew closer, stopping their respective activities. Listening to the name of the guy bucin lovers of Dhepe who turned out to have been eliminated in an absurd way.
"Between Jejaka and Duda, who did Elo choose?" whispered Almira curious.
"Hooh, who?" timpal Nafa pressed his cheek towards Anggen.
"Gee! spit, tell me. The hunt for Nafa increasingly khilaf stained my cheeks," chirped Anggen given a grumbling Nafa.
"Mending khilaf with Teshar Indira or doctor Ryu, deh, explained Cogan rather than Elu," said Nafa wiggling his ay face.
"So, who?" urged Tya increasingly advance the face in order to hear clearly the name that will be revealed by the widow of the grave.
"He was --"
"Review, if my name is eliminated! Azka obviously lived the same way as me," Ihsan's piece had already entered the circle of elegant women sitting around the table.
"Ciehhhhh .. got a sweet threat, niyeee ...." The serempak all said that made Dhepe and Ihsan instantly his face became red.
"Jwuuu ... Lamborghini, loh, as he gave it," Nafa timpal said as he poked Ihsan's arm. The man immediately became embarrassed.
"It's his marriage if the car's installment is paid off!" tatar Dhepe managed to silence the sweetness of Ihsan's smile.
"Honey, how come," Ihsan looked at Dhepe gently.
"What!" sahut Dhepe.
"Don't eliminate my name, huh? Azka is starting to like me. I seduced the boy desperately, you know," whispered the man advancing his body.
"Don't, Dhe. Lamborghini Lho," Anggen's tease back poking Dhepe's arm.
"Apaan, anyway," said Dhepe inevitably his face harrumphed in shame at his friends.
"Dhe, I'll anterin go home until the front of the room, deh," Ihsan rayu again.
"Somewhat good, that's lucky!" sahut Dhepe still says ketus manjah.
"Fortunately what?" Ihsan.
"Yes .. right, so you can see what color my guling gloves," said Dhepe to be wrong.
"Ciehhhh, no need bolting that there is a life, this is, brand of ongbes that?" anggen chirps successfully silenced Dhepe with fingers.
**Advanced to the Somplak Gathering part 2 is not it? hehehehe
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Contains advertisements yes. there are character clue.
Ken (Tya Gunawan),
Dr. Ryu (Nafasal),
Kiandra (Anggen Netherlands),
Teshar (Salalay),
The Jejaka or the widower (Mysterious Sturdy Aldheka Dhepe)
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