The Not To Be Regrettable

60. Nemenin Conditional

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Lingga looked in wonder at Vallery who was now just standing in front of the closet instead of changing clothes. He then glanced at the clock on the wall. Time has shown at eight, but he came out of the bathroom at half-eight. His wife stood in front of the closet for half an hour.

"Vallery, what are you doing? How come you haven't changed your clothes?"

Vallery was still wearing his kimono towel, was tracing his waist in front of their closet instead of rushing over immediately.

"Bingung pick clothes. I don't have any clothes, Mas," complained Veryery with his advanced lips.

"What clothes do you not have? Didn't it fit?" asked Lingga, he then immediately walked closer to Vallery.

"Why are you why am I fat?"

"It's a fucking prayer! No one's saying anything, Vallery." The phallus then grabbed one of the knee-length dresses she just bought two weeks ago, "wear this alone."

Very shakes. "No way, yesterday abis pake it fit nemenin you. That past time continues? What's your temen saying later?"

The phallus begins to grow on its own. Mode sucks Very is on mode. This makes the phallus must hold his emotions desperately.

"Honey, I won't know you used this yesterday. If they knew, they wouldn't say 'uh, this is the shirt you wore last week, right?'. Not gonna, Vallery, my God! Can you not make it complicated?"

Vallery was still with his manyun expression. "But I don't want to use that, Mom."

"I've got another one." Linga nodded in agreement with her pasrah expression.

"Which one you want to use."

"Yes, I've been using this." The phallus then takes the dress with the origin.

"I don't like the model."

"Why don't you like to be bought?"

"The color is pretty."

Still trying to be patient. Lingga then re-selects the dress for Vallery to wear. After seriously thinking, he took it and handed it to Vallery.

"This is good, I like it."

However, instead of feeling overwhelmed or grateful, Vallery instead displayed an expression of dislike. Both of his eyes glanced at the sharp Linga.

"You deliberately want to cheat on me, Mas?"

"meaning?" tanya Lingga did not understand.

"Yes, you see the shape and size of the dress. I can still wear that shirt. Don't you see what my stomach is?" With her upset face, Vallery pointed at her distended stomach.

The phallus immediately displayed its guilty face. "I'm sorry," he later regretted, "so which one do you want? Want to buy a new time already mepet, Vallery. It's eight o'clock. Ten o'clock event, the distance is also far, not if the jam is stuck too."

"Yes, that's why I'm thinking about which one. But you keep disturbing. You took a shower."

The phallus clucked while shaking the head. "The shirt is so complicated anyway? The important thing is comfortable to make. Why ribet?"

"You understand, Mas. Women should be complicated, yes, especially if the business of clothes want condangan. You don't have to protest."

"Yes, how not to protest, you choose a dress for half an hour, continue to make up an hour, travel to the location an hour, stuck jam half an hour. Hunting down his show," grumbled Lingga while shaking his head.

With resignation, he grabbed a towel and went into the bathroom. When he finished his bath, Vallery still had not changed clothes. This of course makes the Lingga immediately clucked in disbelief.

"Astagfirullah, don't you go?"

Vallery turned towards Lingga. "So really," he said then grabbed the clothes that Lingga chose earlier. The new one was bought two weeks ago, and was only made once last week.

"How is this cake?"

With his lazy face, Lingga then nodded. "Well, pretty."

"Kok say less sincere?"

"Good, baby, pretty. I was gonna pick that up."

Vallery nodded and put on the shirt. "You hunted change clothes, Mas, let this abis we immediately leave and not late."

"Yes." Yeah."

The current appearance of the phallus is cool. His black material pants, which he combined with a long batik shirt top. Compared to Vallery who was still wearing his kimono towel and sitting in front of the dressing table.

"Then this is why not make-up and then just get dressed anyway?" guman Lingga has returned to protest. He chuckled and nodded in disbelief.

Knowing that it would be a long time, Lingga then decided to check the email. He grabbed the laptop and intended to open it, but stopped because of the sound of his cellphone that looks flashing.

"Where's the position, bro?" Wait for me, I just had an emergency call, so new nyampe."

Linga clucked while glancing at Vallery who seemed to put lipstick on her lips. "Gue hasn't even left yet."

"Anjir, what time is it? Wh why? Very fussy again?"

"Hm. Ordinary, confused about clothes."

"Tipekal a really big girl. No papa, he said all women are so. Adek I, Hana, aja that you know kalemnya like anything if choose a ribetnya shirt half life. Especially bini lo. Yes, you don't have to hurry, let me tell the other, if you're going to be late."

"Okay, thanks, Ndu."

Clik.

"I think I should help you, what to spit?"

"Seriously want to help?" Veryley looked at her husband doubtfully.

With a face full of confidence, Lingga nodded confidently. "What's emang?"

"Not much of it."

Instantly the mouth of the Linga was immediately tightly closed. Not dare to do anything unless later invited to leave.

Finally, Very finished after Lingga replied to an email from one of the investors. He kept his laptop and got out of bed. This time both appearances were okay. Ready to go.

Vallery nodded and grabbed his hand bag. "Mr Carissa was invited too, didn't she say, Mas?"

Linga nodded in confirming. It just so happens that their married friend also knows Carissa. The two are quite familiar so Carissa who happens to still be in Indonesia is invited.

"Why? You still jealous of Rissa?"

"I've never been jealous of Carissa. You don't spread hoaxes, Mas."

"Keep if you're not jealous what's the name?" The phallus stopped his intention to open the car, and waited for a reply from his wife.

However, instead of answering, Vallery just got into the car and closed the door. This of course invites a crisp laugh from the husband.

While chuckling and shaking their heads, Lingga then followed into the car.

"Oh my goodness, yank my boy," muttered Lingga was amused by his own attitude.

*****

When they arrived at the event venue, the invited guests looked crowded and the event was already underway. They were about forty minutes late from the plan they had set out at the beginning. Very obviously nagged. He was wrong for a long time.

"Sit down first" said Lingga when he saw the queue of guests who want to shake hands with the bride, "want to eat all of you? Let me take it?"

Vallery shook his head while looking at his makeup through the camera screen. The phallus then sat next to him.

"You want a photo?"

Vallery shook his head and put his phone back in his handbag. "No, suppress memory," he replied.

"But we don't seem to have selfies yet. Photo, yuk?" invite Lingga suddenly, he then reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone from inside.

"What the hell? How did you suddenly take a photo?"

"Make memories. Come on, photo."

Very shakes firmly. "No way, my cheek is still like a bakpao. Later if I've been a little bit."

"When that?"

Vallery immediately glared sharply. "What does that mean?"

Linga did not care about the unfriendly gaze of the wife, which she did instead take a photo of the two of them, with Lingga who was posing while pointing at the wife's pouting face.

"Gue didn't think it would come to you," said Randu and then sat down in an empty chair, "Where are the Febi numbers?"

Linga shook. "I don't know, I haven't seen him yet. I haven't seen them in a long time, last I saw you at that time."

Randu then ber'oh'ria while nodding. "Yes, don't talk about it first."

The curious side of the phallus suddenly sticking out. "Don't say papa, did you?"

"Gue unplug first, I was here the same as Rissa because."

Seeing the response of Randu who always avoided when asked about Gilang, made him think that something had happened to his best friend.

"Lo's with Rissa?"

Randu nodded, confirming.

Linga shook. "I mean, you pedekate with him?"

This time Randu laughed while shaking his hand. "Dragon, heavy, man! Different places of worship. I just happen to be a males dateng himself, he just happens to be the one who fouled. So I yesin, mayan do not have to bother looking for a rented girlfriend," always with a joking tone.

Instantly the soul of Kepo Vallery appears. "Mak Carissa is non-Muslim, is she?"

"Why?" Linga asked back.

Vallery shook his head while grimacing. "Yes, no papa."

"Would he be Muslim or non-Muslim has nothing to do with us, he said. Understood?"

Vallery nodded with an unpredictable expression. After that, he was more silent.

Shortly after, Lingga's friends came to say hello.

"Geez, Ga, how are you? More successful now, you?"

"It's not ordinary."

"Bini lo?" one of them pointed towards Very.

Vallery smiled as he greeted them.

Lingga nodded, confirmed, then introduced Veryery.

"Report too. Still young again. How do you want to be like this om-om?" the other seductive.

"Yes, how, om-om is a lot of money."

"The mouth is filtered please!" said Lingga with a warning tone. He stared lazily at his comrades.

"No way, sir, it's been from the sonnae like this. So the origin of the mangap aja," seloroh them while laughing satisfied.

The phallus snorted shortly after.

"Eh, but, Ga, I saw Rissa. I think you will be the same as him," said the man in a batik shirt with long arms. And next to him nodded.

"Sama, I think so too. Moreover, the horrors were Rissa to get pregnant too, right? That's why I'm surprised I didn't become the same?"

A man in a long shirt disagreed. "Gue from the beginning knew if it would not be, because different places of worship coy. Difficult."

"Bak Carissa was pregnant, Mom? Pregnant whose child?"

Linga's body felt instantly stiffened perfectly. His lips were confused as he was about to reply to Vallery's question. While the friends of Lingga are only able to put on their faces of regret.

Tbc,