Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Behind the wounds and red lingerie

Superior Seedlings Mas Duda

Part 72's

"So accidentally also met Zakki, Mas," I said lying.

"Come here!" Mas Damar pulled my hand out towards the hall in the backyard.

Behind the house, there is a garden where mothers grow fruits. Usually, if I feel hot or bored inside, this place becomes the destination. In addition to the cool weather, the calm atmosphere makes it comfortable to linger here.

Mas Damar told me to sit next to him, the man was silent for a moment, it seemed like there was something important he was going to say.

"I heard your conversation with mom earlier" he said, to my surprise.

He heard about what? About Zakki? Ipan Juragan? or was it mother's doubt about her?

"Mother is not wrong to question my feelings for you. As a parent, he would want the best for his son, but I would also be honest with you,

I told you, if I wasn't going to be able to give my heart away for you. Rachel, my late wife, accompanied me for seven years, it was not easy to forget all about her, not to mention, there was a sky between us now. But, now that I want to rise, I want to live happily with you again.

I will try to love you like Rachel, until finally, Rachel's shadow is eroded and completely replaced by you."

Mas Damar was silent for a moment, pulling both of my hands that had been in my lap. We looked at each other, I tried to get honesty out of his eyes, and I found it.

"To be honest, from the beginning I never thought I would choose you to be the mother of Heaven. But a few months with you, I felt comfortable, I found another happiness.

I once tried to avoid, trying to convince myself that I was just carried away, but in fact far from you made me feel homesick again. I love you, Saras. Walk with me, help me create a new world. Me and Heaven need you."

Mas Damar ended his words, raised both of my hands and drowned his face there.

I was moved, finally Mas Damar expressed his feelings. Maybe it must be this way at last, there is one heart that is sacrificed in order to achieve happiness together. I'm sorry, I'm Zakki.

"Mas, real sweet, anyway. Learn to string words from where?," said I who made Mas Damar look up immediately.

The man took off my hand, his hand stretched out and ruffled my head.

"The habit of ruining the moment" he said with a laugh.

"But I like Mas Damar who is like a gini, rather than a dry kayak kanebo, especially if it comes out the cake, piauh lose it the refrigerator," I explained that makes the man actually laugh.

"Dry kanebo, refrigerator, tomorrow what do you call again?" tanyanya still continued to laugh.

"Actually there are also many nicknames for Mas Damar, a perverted boss also includes. Especially when it comes to red lingerie, it immediately comes out deh his perverted aura." my nagging that makes Mas Damar stop laughing for a moment, but then he actually laughed louder.

I approached her, covering her mouth with my hand. Why is it so nice men laugh, in the neighboring samperin is berabuh.

"Mas don't be so hard, elaah. This is Mas Damar's house, let alone laugh, scream and no one will hear."

Mas Damar grabbed my hand, shaking my hand back with the remnants of laughter still heard.

"Ras, please get married. Let's not keep hareudang me every decade just like you like gini," said Mas Damar who made me gap.

"Ih, Mas Damar really, yeah. Yesterday I shot just so doang, now sleeping, also just like gini doang? in the banana garden again, O Allah Mas, romantic little napa." again my nagging that makes the man laugh again.

"You, I'm confident in marriage so that if I rejoice with you now, I can be free of any law you," replied Mas Damar by menoel my nose.

"Well, what are you punished for? must be a perverted thought, right?" point me at him.

Oh my God, this guy. It turns out that the level of kemesumannya very high.just like grandfather. So shudder tomorrow on the first night.

"Eh, why is his face so red, what shadow is hayoo?" ask Mas Damar by bringing his face closer.

I immediately felt my face, lest the man know I was thinking right.

"At the same time, no romantic-roamantisnya," grumpily annoyed.

"What do I need to do, honey? What time did I have to turn into Ardie Bakrie first?"

Hearing the name Ardie Bakrie mentioned, I suddenly turned to him. The man looked at me with a clear face.

Hey, Nia Ramadhani, calm down now, because my efforts to corner Ardie Bakrie will no longer happen. I already have a man who is even sweeter than your husband. I started thinking about how to wear red lingerie.

"Eh, no. Let Ardie Bakrie be happy with Nia. Later if Mas Damar so Ardie Bakrie also, assessed Nia, continue me the same who?" it was my sulking that made Mas Damar smile.

"Ciyee ... fear of loss, yes?" his god who would inevitably make me nod.

"Within is marriage!"

"Such a shock, kebelet, huh?"

"What are you not?" askalanya.

"Fishing, Nih," my god again.

"You are, but I'm willing to be lured to you" he replied by rattling my hair again.

"Ciyee started pinter fighting, yeah, now."

"This transmission of yours," he answered that made me laugh.

The man changed his direction. He was now facing forward, with his feet left dangling down.

I approached, laying my head on his left shoulder. It feels comfortable, leaning with people who have been a dream for me.

Sorry, Zakki. Sorry if I was happy over your heartbreak. Now, I'm beginning to know the nature of loving what you're saying. If you nerimo my decision, then I also have to accept the guilt feelings for you who will somehow recover.

"Ras, be with me" said Mas Damar again, this time without looking at me and changing his position.

I nodded, accepting his offer with a faint smile.

The man hilariously held my hand, grasping it tightly. Hopefully this will be a good start for both of us.

\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=\=

Wohaa .. already, yak, part sad. Now the sweet one first, while treating the broken heart because of Zakki.

But take it easy, this won't necessarily make me forget about Zakki. I want Zakki also happy, so later God willing we make our own Zakki world more exciting of course.

Tim Zakki want to stop reading? Monggo, I'm a woles. But don't worry if it goes too late, because in the midst of Saras happiness later, there must be a story Zakki nyempil-nyempil in it, so stay tune, Guys.

Good morning, have a good day, don't forget breakfast and don't eat brick!

Remote kisses for all of you😘😘