The Last Port of Sang Bad Boy

CHAPTER 47

Mama Nara was misbehaved when she realized everyone was staring at her. Is something wrong, right? Or is his expression too exaggerated?

"Mamah is very excited by the word heritage," ledek Alfath while holding a laugh. The youngest child, if you talk often.

"Yes seneng dong, Denger Ibra want to get a legacy," said Mama Nara. "Where, parents will be calmer if their daughter is married to an established man. Although money is not a determinant of happiness, but at least, with money it will be easier to get happiness. True if the dream ghost criteria are responsible, good morals, and loving, but if plus rich bonuses, of course better. Life has to be realistic."

"Reaslistis, what's matre?" Alfath is back.

"Hus, you can't hurt Mama kayak that," said Septian's father. He then approached his wife and hugged her shoulder for a bit. "This is the world's least mature woman. If your mother is a mother, there will be neither you nor you" she pointed at Ayleen and Alfath. "Dad has nothing to marry Mama. Still mending Ibra, already have a business. Dad," he pointed to himself. "Dad was just a student who became a barista in a cafe. Your mother was a lecturer at that time, her salary was great. Anyway, Mama wants to be with me."

"In addition to Mama and Kak Leen, there are still no girls matre outside there?" ask Alfath. "If there is, I want it. I'll get married after graduating from high school, I'll also want to marry young."

Instead of focusing on Alfath's question, Mama Nara and Septian's father looked at Aydin instead.

"Why on earth do I eat?" aydin asked as he pointed to himself. "Ay still want to work, want to focus on taking specialists, let Al only first. Why the hell with this family, wonder, the ideals of all young marriage." He rolled his eyes lazily while shaking.

"Don't you have a boyfriend?" ask Alfath.

"Gapain courtship, sin," said Aydin quickly.

"Group, Bang." Septian's father gave his 2 thumbs straight.

"Where is the thrill of life without dating" said Alfath. "Emang do not want that, Abang no one ngechat. Hi, what else? Have eaten, have slept, have taken a bath, su_"

"It's smart," cut Aydin fast. Ayleen could not help but laugh, as a result Mama Nara who was smearing eyeliner, so messy.

"Leen," said Mama Nara as she glared.

"Sorry Mah, you're so funny." Ayleen still could not stop laughing.

Not wanting to be hurt again, Aydin opted out of Ayleen's room. Down there sounds crowded, Alfath and Dad come out, maybe Aunt Shaila and Om Diego come. Sure enough, under Shaila and Diego, they just came together without children.

"Where are the kids?" ask Dad.

"By being busy, no one wants to come along. He said it would be Leen's wedding. I'm not coming, Bang?" shaila asked while kissing her brother's hand.

"You come but I forbid, pity is old, far away anyway." Their mother went with Sarah to live in Semarang. The old age made Septian's father not allow him to travel far. Septian's father had asked his mother to come to live in Jakarta, but the woman refused, feeling more comfortable living in Semarang, especially Sarah's house including still a village, it felt calmer. "The plan is next month, we and the family want to visit there, all together with his future husband Leen, let me know."

"It's good that way." Shaila watched the dining table where there was very little food. "It's really nothing Bang? Not cooking that?"

"It's only 2 people, so don't cook."

"She's just wrapped in Om, please." Seloroh Alfath while stretching his hands towards the dining table.

"Well! Pretty Mah, the dining table at home is broken. Tomorrow morning I'll rent a pick up to haul, "he'll joke back. Shaila was just a whimper, her husband was very clop when talking to Alfath.

"Auntie didn't bring anything here?" ask Alfath. "Well, when the owner of a famous Muslim clothing brand came with his bare hands?" ledek.

Shaila showed me the paperbag she was carrying. "Tante bawain kebaya for Kak Leen."

"Make Al?"

"Wait for Lebaran if you." He then went upstairs to Ayleen's room. I can't wait to see his nephew wear his kebaya.

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Alfath many times went out of his composure to see the guests who would come. It's been over 45 minutes from the promised time, but they haven't come yet.

Just like Alfath, Ayleen who was waiting in the middle room, was also made upset. It's 10:45 yesterday Ibra said it's coming at 10:00.

"Let's call Ibra one more time, Leen." Tell Mama Nara when she sees her daughter restless.

"Udah Mah, but not raised." Ayleen looked both annoyed and anxious.

"Maybe stuck in traffic, be patient." Aunt Shaila patted Ayleen on the shoulder to calm him down.

"But it's Tan's week, yeah it's stuck."

"Patience, just wait a minute."

Ibra where the hell is it? Don't make me worry gini dong.

Ayleen almost cried, afraid Ibra why-napa. Not only that, he also thought about how if Ibra canceled proposing to him today.

The noise of the motor made Alfath go straight out to look. His mouth was gaping wide when he saw dozens of motor sports enter his home. Some who can't get in, park the bike outside the house.

"Busyet, the one who came with the vest, Dad." Alfath cried still with unblinking eyes. Hearing that, Father Septian and Mama Nara went straight out to take a look. Just like the Alfath, they were instantly shocked.

"Well, what the hell," panicked Mama Nara tugged at her husband's hand. "There's no food."