The Cost of Trust

The seventeenth world war

The expected day arrives. This Sunday night, the family from Dadan will propose to Imah at Aziz's house. From the information obtained, Dadan brought Fai, his mother, Farhan and two relatives from Bogor. While in the Imah family itself, only Aziz , Dian, mama Farah and RT sir as representatives of the large family Imah.

"Preparation is over, isn't it?", asked Mama.

"Ma already. The food that Dian ordered is also neat."

"Oh..my mother-in-law is very beautiful.", she praised me. I just wear a soft pink dress shirt with a matching hijab. My face was only in a little polish make up thin and natural.

"Mama over-complays Dian mah. Later the candidate mantennya ngiri you know.mama even muji Dian." I glanced towards Imah.

"Ora ngiri keleus. Imah mah want to eat heh heh" he said while melengos.

We laughed compactly. In the front corner Aziz was chatting with RT sir and one of the residents here. After that Aziz approached the three of us, women.

"Diaz where's the deck?"

"Still sweet bobok mas!"

"Dek...who would you like to apply, huh? Why are you striking anyway?"

Mama and Imah laughed. I just gawked at him.

"Change the shirt there. Put on a rich couple's batik robe mas clothes!"

"But the mas, it's her studs in the back. If Diaz suddenly wants***** what is it? Time to open everything anyway?"

"Well, let's go find a couple!", Aziz dragged me to my room.

Your behavior mas, make a scene anyway. Weigh clothes in trouble. This shirt is also the one who bought it.

After picking out the clothes, we finally found the couple as he wanted.

"Udah mas, I'm already wearing it. But this is a really old school, but it's okay that it's not hard if Diaz asks for nen."

Since I was babbling, Aziz did not answer me.

"Mas!", call me.

I approached her too.

"Why?"

Toeng....

Pppfffff.I didn't stop laughing even though I was afraid Diaz would wake up to my laughter.

"The wood is shrinking the deck!" said Aziz manyun.

"Hahahah.not the clothes that shrink the deck. But it's a bloated you!"

"Keep up..keep going....! Yes, I am now fat not rich Fai who is getting handsome. Ustadz anyway!"

"Lho..kok so bring Fai anyway mas?"

"Yes, we dandan rich beauty earlier because want to meet Fai right?"

"Astagfirullah mas.mas. The period of each episode should be explained?"

Mas Aziz was still standing in front of the mirror. Rather than let him down, I ended up picking up his old shirt and suit he was working on first. At least, the front buttons do not need to be buttoned. So, there is no need to show his stomach is now more advanced.

"Why wear a suit like this deck?"

"Udah ali, my handsome husband. This will save your appearance. You're getting hotter with a suit stelan like this!"

I said while tidying up her clothes. Sure enough, it turns out my seduction is able to make him melt.

"Well, isn't that handsome Diaz's dad?"

Aziz looked smiling.

"Thank you baby!", he peeped my crown.

"Yes...."

"From tomorrow, we'll be sporting again. Let's not be gendud!"

"Yes, set it up. Supports you. You want fat you want skinny I still love you my husband."

"Gombal your deck!"

We both came out of the room. It's a good thing that Diaz didn't hear her father sulking so she hasn't woken up.

"Aihhh... handsome very mas me ma?" said Imah to mama Farah.

"Beauty, mama's boy!"

"Game!"

Aziz left us again. The three of us again giggled.

"Where to tame your husband Di?"

"Enough in rayu ma. That's easy!"

Why does Fai look so handsome now anyway? Inner Aziz.

After making small talk finally arrived at the core of this meeting of the two families.

"I, Ahmad Rifai intended to propose to Diandra Saputri..mmmaaf.", said Fai mispronounced.

Aziz's hands clenched. I pulled a little so he would be calmer. Duh, Fai can talk like that.

Imah and Dadan both patted her forehead. Confused by the behavior of Ustadz Ahmad just now. Mom shook her head with the incident. There will be a seventeenth world war after the event.

"Sorry.I mean Ahmad Rifai intends to propose Siti Khotimah bint Adi Setiawan to Dadan Ramdani to be his wife. Is Neng Imah ready?"

Fai looks so nervous. He was sure, he was not sure of what he said just now.

Imah nodded her head in agreeing to accept Dadan's proposal.

"What about the Imah family?", asked Fai.

Aziz still looks angry because of Fai's words earlier. Mama took the initiative to whisper something to the local RT sir to represent the Imah family. If you wait for Aziz, it is definitely impossible.

"We, as representatives of the Imah family, received a proposal from Dadan" said RT.

"Alhamdulillah."

Her voice echoed in my living room. Mama and I pulled out to grab a snack. Not to forget I also prepared some souvenirs to take home the Dadan family.

Almost half ten, the application event was over.

"Udah, don't be in order. Tomorrow tell the back man to help here." The Order of Aziz.

"Oh, yeah. Come on, you sleep in your mama's room."

Aziz sauntered off leaving them prepared.

"Mama wants to know how Dian tamed her husband again heheheheh..."

"Yes ma.definitely his struggle will pass through many obstacles heheheh."

"Aziz listen to you. Mama who sleeps in the room Imah there" said Aziz firmly.

Farah and Imah were surprised to hear Aziz's words.

"Aziz...You ngusir mama son?", asked mama.

"Yes!"

Mama and Imah actually went out to Imah's room behind the kiosk.

"Ma..kamar Imah is not as good as your room you know!", said imah when walking to his room.

"It's okay. Than my mom can't sleep!"

Finally they both rest in the narrow room of Imah. Fortunately, it is now berAc at least not too engap.

Mas Aziz walked into my room with his face bent. I've changed my gown for my night office, negligee.

Diaz fell asleep again and I put her in her box. My little baby is under control, now it's my turn to tame my big baby.

Mas Aziz took off his coat. I meant to make it, but he refused my help.

"I can do it myself!"

"It's hard, here I help!"

He also resigned when I took off his shirt buttons. Only the trousers and singlet t-shirts were still on.

He also left me to go to the bathroom.

I lay waiting for my Aziz mas.

Now Aziz is wearing a t-shirt and his boxer pants. He was lying next to me. But his position is against me.

"Mas.", I whispered spoiled. Ih. I'm rich alay anyway.

"You mad?"

"Hem.", just say so.

"It wasn't intentional."

"You don't like it on purpose or you don't like it!"

I pulled his shoulders until his body lay down.

"If I'm upstairs, do you like it?", I ask nosy. His smile expanded instantly.

Her emotions seemed to just disappear after the extreme sentence I said just now.

Mama, here's how to tame your son ma. I said in my heart.