The Mystery of the White House

41.

A trace of footsteps sounded rushed. Like chasing a missed time. Aisyah immediately accelerated her pace.

Vendra seemed to be in a hurry and quickly grabbed his sweater. He only glanced at his wife.

" Dine with symbols. Don't wait for me!" vendra said, passing by so quickly.

" Tuuu.." said Aisyah who had not finished.

Vendra without saying hello just left. Even Aisyah's tiny footsteps were unable to reach Vendra's level footsteps.

" Assalamualaikum" murmured Ayesha.

Aisyah turned around and tidied up some messy stuff. There were no footsteps, but the door opened.

Aisha immediately turned her body. And...

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A kiss on his forehead landed perfectly.

" Assalamualaikum" said Vendra with a smile.

Vendra immediately ran out without caring for his wife who was attacked by the storm in shock. Hihihi what kind of author this language is.

Aisyah just silently pegged with the treatment of Vendra. I don't know what's going on all over his body. Kaku, that immobilization that was the moment he felt.

This time he had a kiss. Even a kiss from her husband. All this time he kept his chastity. And now her husband kissed her forehead.

Yes, Aisyah is still taboo with a kiss. Only his father and mother kissed him. And until adulthood even only his mother who kissed him so.

" Athaghfirullahhaladzim says. Yep.. Allahs.. I have to say what... Oh Allah... O Allah.." muttered Aisha herself.

Now his legs feel weak helpless, like boneless. Aisyah just kept quiet while remembering the short incident. Occasionally rubbed his forehead which had just brazed in his memory.

" Why this heart?? Thumping no crap. And what strange feeling is this in my body? Oh Allah... Astaghfirullahhaladzim "he said again.

Aisyah was still in shock with the incident she had just experienced. He could only curl up in the corner of the bed while muttering - muttering to himself. Because it's still very confused.

While the adult man who had just made a shock just smiled cheerfully. Every now and then, that smile came up decorating her handsome face.

While there was a man who began to dusk observe him with a sense of wonder. But it was quickly pushed.

" Ahemmm... Yes, please understand. new bride. Yo, seneng keep yo den?" said Mr. Darman.

" Hehe, not Sir" replied Vendra.

" Keep it's what's as comfortable as a smile so " asked Mr. Darman curious.

" Hehe, a little shock therapy for him" said Vendra.

" Him??" ask Mr. Darman.

" My wife" replied Vendra flatly.

" Oh. wife.. Cie. who is married" teased Mr. Darman.

" Hmmm" replied casually Vendra.

Instantly the atmosphere in the car was quiet without any conversation. The handsome face now looked solemn and only looked at the path he was walking through.

Mr. Darman is now posisikqn himself to follow the mood of his jury.

" Sir, how did you feel when you first fell in love?" ask Vendra to open the conversation.

" Lah yo. happy to Den" replied Mr. Darman.

" Yes, I mean in detail. That's a common thing" Vendra said.

" Happy, sometimes like a bodo. Sometimes acting strange. Sometimes it feels like nothing around us. Ndak. Anyway rasane jumbled Den. And if you meet it feels deg - degan but seneng" said Mr. Darman.

" Maybe" replied Vendra briefly.

" Maybe??" ask Mr. Darman who is a little curious.

" Hm. Just focus on the road" Pinta Vendra cut off the conversation.

" Den, if it is true it is real then state it to the one to be given reality. Never assume it's just a sham. Reassure all that for sure" said Mr. Darman later.

Shut up, that's what happened after Mr. Darman gave a message. Vendra did not answer. Just be quiet and digest every word that was thrown by Mr. Darman.

" Sir, what about the midwife?" tanya Vendra cut off the conversation unilaterally.

" It looks like a dead end Den.We haven't found. But I will try my best" replied Mr. Darman.

" Do it Sir. Hopefully the results are seen" replied Vendra.

" Who are we meeting this time, Den?" ask Mr. Darman curious.

" The one who was involved in my mass. He'll know exactly what happened" Vendra replied.

Mr. Darman is just a mangosteen when described. Just think who the people will be found. To ask more, Mr. Darman is too shy. Just guessing - hell only comes to mind Mr. Darman.

" No need to think, sir. Later you will know who that person is" said Vendra broke his mind.

" Hehe. end Aden secrets - the same secrets of the Father" replied Mr. Darman.

" mmm.den. Can you please speak your heart a little?" ask Mr. Darman heart-heartedly.

" Please sir" replied Vendra briefly.

" Age now is not a sophisticated and advanced medical devices and tools have very many Den? Why isn't Aden trying to double-check?" ask Mr. Darman.

" sir...You know that's not the result?" answer Vendra lethargic

" Emb....how about try in a well-known hospital in Den city? Or if you need to go abroad?" bargain PakDarman.

Vendra was silent and thought a little. The contents of his heart say "yes" but think about it now can not be maximized if the root of the problem has not been resolved.

" No need sir. We focus on this first. My Father's proposal was completed. I will consider" replied Vendra, looking straight ahead.

" I'm sorry Den, if my proposal is outrageous" replied Mr. Darman regretfully.

Eventually the two men just kept quiet and enjoyed the journey with silence and with each other thoughts and understanding.

" Sir, why did you suggest that?" chirps Vendra with a sharp look at Mr. Darman who is driving casually.

" Huffft... Sorry, Aden has the disease. The problem has not been solved yet, Den. The big madam and the Great Lord alone died not far away. That's one of my questions from the past Den" explained Mr. Darman.

" sat... I don't know for sure, sir. But maybe later after meeting this person we will get a little enlightenment" Vendra replied.

" And the strangest thing is Den. That midwife who used to help the great mistress lahiran kok wes gak ono (no longer exists) the loss of ghoib or raib as in gondol (stolen) maling" said Mr. Darman.

" Hmm." replied Vendra casually.

" As far as I know, the great madam is also married to the great master only. At that time the big lady was also still a high-level girl" explained Mr. Darman.

" Lah, that's if you look at her meek ayu like a big mistress. Wes plek ketiplek (exactly the same)" continued Mr. Darman.

" I'm mosok, I could get HIV. If the big master could be so Den. Lah wong every day dolan nang sastro (every day to play in sastro)" explained Mr. Darman.

" Sastro?" ask Vendra curiously.

" If today yo is a kind of place of seneng - seneng so Den. Drunk, and there's a womanizing. That was the name if it used to be. Yes, Sastro Bedeng" explained Mr. Darman.

" Localization means?" ask Vendra back.

" Lah. kui .. it's called Den. Angel wes kui jenenge (Strong is the name ) Colallication" replied Mr. Darman.