
"Yes it has been wiped first, it was just here, so mas can help lap too, let it be fast" said mas amad.
"owhh, my husband-to-be" my god.
"It's fast here, want to be helped no", replied mas amad.
"yes yes, wait a minute mas let's not take the same cotton as the cleaner first", I said as I passed to the room to take a cotton swab and make up cleaner.
" This is mas, just wipe this" I said while thrusting it into the mas amad.
He also began to help me clean up the make up that stuck in my face.
I look at the face of mas amad that is not this much, huhh, maybe even this face can say below average than from the cogan out there.
" Beres", he said, awakened me from the thought of my thought.
"Oh, already, your hands are fast and clean the mas" I said.
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" Yes, yok set out, before the kesorean", said mas amad.
champion bamitan.
"be careful, remember to take care, not yet legal loh ya", mother's advice.
"Yes ma'am, just calm down", welcome.
"don't just calm down, don't let the village people later say, just the same mother her father diligently pray, free father so impoverished mosque, but her son so" explained the mother.
"Yes ma'am, God willing, take care of yourself ma'am" I replied.
I think it is natural if the mother is worried, and said so, because yes indeed the mouth of the village is sharper than razor blades.
Because it is experienced too, can be slander from the villagers, although thankfully the slander proved to be untrue.
"Yes already, go there, nitip ayuni ya want to amad" said the mother to mas amad.
"Yes ma'am", replied mas amad.
"Assalamualaikum" said the two of us.
"Walaikumsalam" ,great grandmother, grandfather and all at home.
"loh yuni came along too, opened up at the grandmother's house" asked the grandmother.
"Yes, Grandma", I answered,
actually, this grandmother is not the birth grandmother of mas amad, but the sister of the grandmother of mas amad.
"Have eaten yun, if you want to eat directly to the back, if you want to sleep in that room, all the goods will be directly entered into the room yes yun, anyway consider your own home",grandma said at length.
"Yes Grandma", I answered and passed to the room appointed by the grandmother, passing everyone in the middle room.
I who felt tired and sleepy because of the trip earlier, decided to sleep first.
In the morning everyone in the grandmother's house was busy with their own activities.
As a good grandson-in-law, I also try to find busy by sweeping and tidying up the house a little.
After the zuhr we returned home again,
Mas Amad is still on leave, he lives in the room with my sister number 2.
must have permission to report to the local kepling (environmental head) yes.
A few days of living together made us know each other better.
One night, precisely Sunday night we planned to eat together outside, the term young man dating or ngedate it.
While enjoying the dishes presented at the dining table, suddenly my phone vibrated there was a chat coming in.
I read it and it turns out it was a chat from my ex back then, "assalamualaikum yun" the former chat said.
As a good ex I replied to her, "Walaikumsalam", I replied.
"Sorry grandfather before, is it true that the swing is fiancee?", the ex chat contents again.