The Not To Be Regrettable

32. Fix, Failed Reception

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After finishing his work, Lingga then got ready to go to the Vallery house. She needs to discuss the cancellation plans of their wedding reception with her future in-laws. Actually, Dika also asked herself to come to their mother's house. However, the Linga refused it. Because he wanted to discuss this with his future father-in-law first, before he discussed this to his family.

Lingga grabbed his phone and contacted Vallery.

"What do you eat?" ask Lingga to the point.

He does not like to talk. Time is money, and he doesn't like to waste time on small talk. He is a good businessman.

Across from, Vallery immediately clucked and grumbled. "Assalamualaikum used to dong, Mas," his protest later.

"Wa'allaikumsalam. So what do you want to eat?"

Vallery is back. "Damn, bummer. I've eaten."

"Nyemil then."

"What yes?"

"Yes, whatever you want, what you ask for" Lingga replied while closing the gate, after which he got into the car.

"Once in a while if you want to buyin do not need it, Mas. Dong initiative."?

"For the sake of shared comfort, Vallery. Later I buy it yearya you do not like, yes mending it first." Linga flanked her phone between her shoulders and ears, "embarrassed to ask astray on the street, Vallery."

"Reason."

"Abservations or am I going home empty-handed?"

"Don't dong! Yes, martabak."

"What's sweet is salty?"

"What a thing."

Clik. Very unilaterally stopped the phone connection. The phallus faintly clucked and put his phone in his jacket pocket. After that, he started driving his car to the Vallery house, which of course stopped by first to the martabak salesman before going to the Vallery house.

Not knowing whether to choose sweet or salty martabak, Lingga finally decided to buy both. Forget the scolding he would get later. Who cares, wrong himself did not say clearly.

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"Now, your order."

The phallus immediately put the plastic bag containing the martabak on the table, then sat on one of the sofas.

"Where are you?"

"Mandy. Just got this thing." Very nimbly dismantle the contents of the plastic bag. Shortly after, he clucked. "Your habits are yes, Mom. Can't live a little concerned?" he stared at the flat Lingga, "should his sweet and salty purchases be? Can't be one of them?"

Tuh, right! The Linga in the heart.

"Fear wrong, mending buy both. Your own fault why not pesen clear."

"Oh, is it my fault?"

Linga stared at Vallery flat. Not long after, he shook his head quickly. "No. I was wrong."

"Not really happy with his expression."

The phallus ignores Vallery's previous sentence. "Where are you?" tanyanya. He needs to shift the conversation quickly, otherwise the drama ends.

"However. Yeah, it's almost like a menstrual cycle like what Dr. Randu said earlier, Mas." Vallery took a cut of sweet martabak and chewed it greedily, "just calm. My mood has improved, too, Mom. Not that it was noon."

Linga faintly grimaced. This is how he said his mood improved, what if his mood worsened. In his heart he shuddered in horror at imagining it.

Vallery thrust a cut of the sweet martabak from his bite into the Linga, "want?" bargain later.

Linga shook. "No, you eat." He then patted her on the stomach, "it's full."

Very understanding. "What do you eat?"

"Salmon salad."

"Bikin' himself?"

"Delivery."

"Oh, Kirain made her own."

Linga shook her head while reaching into her jacket pocket, as it felt a vibration from within. "If anyone just click and get home, why bother making it yourself?"

Vallery shrugged both of his shoulders simultaneously. "Yes, who knows if it's more health-conscious or something."

"Healty food restaurants clearly guarantee their health and cleanliness. They also now provide inter-delivery messaging services. So, who wants to live healthy and do not want to be complicated like I'm easy now." Lingga stared at the screen of his phone, Dika's name was listed there. He then immediately got up, "just wait, I picked up the phone first."

"Who?"

Lingga immediately showed his phone screen to Vallery. "The. He asked me to come to Mom's house."

"Why did you come here if Mas Dika asked you to go to mother's house?" Vallery turned to look at Lingga in wonder.

"So I'd like to see your Papa first."

Very mangosteen then allow Lingga to answer the call.

"Yes, why, Ka?"

"Where is Lo, Mas?"

"Vallery House."

"Hm."

There was a sound coming from across. "Didn't you say that the condition of Very is not papa, Mas? Why is the show canceled anyway? Not redundant? Honey, the problem is that everything is ready. Invitations were also sent. Wouldn't I even get caught if the Vallery was pregnant first?"

Silent phallus. What Dika said has a point. If there are rumors spreading about this how? Kasian is also Vallery. Duh, what should Lingga do now?

"Mas! Do I not listen?"

"Hardener."

Dika back clucking. "Know, bodo is very. Hand over. I'm matiin."

Clik. The connection was cut unilaterally. The phallus growled with annoyance, this was the second time a phone call and the connection was cut one-sided. Really sucks.

"Why?" asked Vallery astonished, when he saw Lingga back with his face bent.

The phallus simply answered him with a headband and then sat on the sofa. Shortly after Gerald went down, quickly Lingga stood up and shook Gerald's hand.

"Night, Om."

"Hm. Why are you here?" ask Gerald while looking at Lingga in wonder, "next week you are married. Do not meet too often, if you do not want to end the fight. Temptation before marriage is much." Gerald then took a sitting position next to Veryery who seemed to enjoy his hammer.

"You asked him to come here?" gerald asked Vallery, his hand pointing towards Linga blatantly.

Valery shook his head with his mouth full. This made Gerald involuntarily clench upon seeing her. When he came home, he found Vallery eating macarons, and now he was eating martabaks.

"Not full yet?"

"Udah."

Gerald looked at Vallery not understanding. "Why do we eat?"

"Enak" Vallery rancid with his innocent face.

Gerald was only able to shake his head in disbelief. While the Linga just grimaced.

"Udah, your stomach will be swollen because of the satiety. Your baby's ass," Gerald scolded.

Vallery obediently returned the martabak piece back into the small cardboard. Her expression looked slightly adorable according to Lingga.

"So, what are you doing here?" ask Gerald.

"Me and Vallery have plans to cancel the reception, Om."

"Why is that? You mean what? You're messing with me?" snapping Gerald with his emotional face, "don't you joke! The show is live next week, the invitations are already spread out, all the preparations are ready, and you plan to cancel? You asked me to teach you?"

"Papa calm down dong!" sela Vallery, "let the Very clear."

Though actually looking impatient, Gerald eventually nodded in agreement as the princess was about to explain something.

"What's wrong?"

"Today's Vallery's bleeding spit."

"What?! How can? You're not careful?"

"Pa, calm down please!"

Gerald clucked. "How can Papa be calm if his pregnant daughter is bleeding. Of course Papa is worried. But you're not papa, are you?"

Very nodded. "It's just exhaustion" he said lying.

The phallus that heard it until it glared was so shocked. He stared at the future wife, who was only replied with a blink of an eye.

"Well, to the doctor?"

"Udah, the doctor who took care of the pregnancy, I'm Mas Lingga, Pa. So as soon as I found out I was bleeding, Mas Lingga immediately called his friend."

"When do you know the bleeding?"

"So afternoon."

"Why not call Papa?" A disappointed expression was seen on Gerald's face.

"Kan Vallery there is a prospective husband, Papa said if there is anything I can ask for help to Mas Lingga rather than alone, because I am pregnant with Mas Lingga's child. Papa said that himself."

Hearing the princess' explanation, Vallery could not say anything but nod. He thought for a moment and turned to look towards the Linga.

"That means from now on if there's anything with Vallery, you tell Papa, Lingga. I ask that you really take good care of my daughter. She would sacrifice her youth just to conceive your child and be your wife. I hope you're self-conscious not to hurt her later. Understood!"

"Yes, Om, understand."

Gerald mangguk. "Yes already if indeed the condition is not possible to hold a reception. Papa agreed the reception was canceled."

"Good, Om. Thank you." Thank you."

Gerald nodded no problem. "You can meet your family now. They're the ones who take care of your wedding preparations?"

Linga nodded, confirming.

"Yes, already, you can go home. Let Vallery also rest."

"Well, Om, if that's what I'm saying." Linga stood up and shook Gerald's hand.

"Hm. Careful."

Tbc,