Three Years Different

83: The Abhi Twins

Abhimata

Brother, I sent something to Brother.

Please accept, there will be a courier

Abhimana

I was passing by the flower character of Aunt Harsa. I just accidentally stopped, I had to buy it. But since I was busy males back home, so I asked to be sent in the home lo aja. Like the word for lo aja, barang kali lo kangen smell-smell flowers Aunt Harsa.

Mardiyah's forehead shriveled. He had just finished taking a shower this afternoon, when he saw the notification on his phone to be honest he was surprised. Since when did Abhimata and Abhimana contact? So these two twin sisters why so compact? Or ... one gift, huh? He shook. Not likely.

The kling!

Abhimana

I don't want to, I didn't intentionally buy it

Spontaneity Mardiyah laughing. The prestige of Abhimana Adiwangsa is very high, seeming funny. And it looks like Lutfan.

"Ngapain laughing?"

Mardiyah looked up at Lutfan. "It's just funny."

Lutfan pushed his wheelchair firmly until it was right in front of Mardiyah. "What's? Funny video?"

"No. This ... chat from Abhimana."

"Where do I see." Lutfan took over Mardiyah's device. While reading everything, he shook his head. "That's prestigious. Though at that time I once DM sent a picture of you, you know, call him also use the frills Brother."

"Embel-embel Brother? Send me a picture?"

Lutfan nodded. "No believe? I still have DM in IG." For a moment Lutfan fiddled with his phone opening Instagram and pointing to Mardiyah. "When I sent this photo I thought. How come your hair's a little blemish, huh? You cut?"

Mardiyah shook her head quickly. "No. It's again in pigtails, Lutfan. So it looks a little short. Wh why? You don't like me short hair, do you?"

"Don't like it, I'm just surprised your hair's a little short." Lutfan's hand approached Mardiyah's mane. He wanted to make sure that the mane of the wife was not cut off in the slightest. "Still still, still long. It is also usually fragrant. I thought you cut."

"Last cut me eighteen years old, until now I have not intended to cut."

Netra Lutfan dilates. "From eighteen years? It's a long time ago. You're not going to cut?"

"not intention. Unless you want to cut no pa-pa. How do you like your hairstyle?"

For a moment Lutfan was silent, his hand holding Mardiyah's mane in pull closer to the nose. "Gini aja's. I liked. You look beautiful."

Beauitiful? mardiyah's mind was flushed faintly hearing Lutfan's praise. "Aren't you going to see me continue?"

Where can I, Mar? How can I be bossy, huh? inner Lutfan thrashed that immediately looked down and shook his head. "No way."

About four in the afternoon. The package that Abhimata was referring to suddenly came along with the flowers sent by Abhimana. Both of her twin sisters are very funny. One is blatant, one is a prestige as high as the sky.

"On behalf of Mardiyah's mother, Mas Lutfan's wife?"

Mardiyah could only nod. There was Abhimata behind her in her written status as a wife. "Yes, Mum."

"Please sign here."

The first courier has resigned. Alternate with the second courier, flower delivery. "On behalf of Miss Lunara Mardiyah Adiwangsa?"

Whahuh? The adiwangsa? inner Mardiyah who instantly realized by nodding. "I-yes, Sir. I'm." I'm."

"Please sign the flower reception."

Red roses tend to be thick and do not know what gifts are still wrapped neatly in the black cardboard box. When Mardiyah was about to put on the living room sofa. Lutfan was seen coming out of the room with a frown.

"Duh, his sisters Kak Mar really attention anyway. So the envy of this only child," taunted Lutfan.

At once Mardiyah shook her eyes at Lutfan who was laughing lightly. Brother Mar? How long has it been, I haven't heard that call from you, Lutfan? I forgot, if you like to call me like that, his mind that immediately smiled faintly replied. "Not to be envious. I will often send you gifts. Promise."

"You shouldn't have to say it. Not very romantic!"

Mardiyah laughed.

"Let's open the gift. I want to know too." Lutfan pulled his wheelchair closer to the prize. "I helped pull, huh?"

Mardiyah nodded.

"This ..." Lutfan lifted all of it one by one. "Couple shirt, couple hat, couple jacket? What's this all about?" Just when Lutfan saw something tucked in there his net immediately sparkled, which got the Mardiyah prize. But he was happy. "Honeymoon tickets to Japan?! Whoa crazy! O Allah, God, my brother-in-law, God is very understanding!"

"Honeymoon's? Make us?"

Lutfan nodded. "Yes, Mar. Let's see." Lutfan pointed to two tickets and. There is a box in the box, too. In front of her was written from Mama Cecilia. He tipped, but I don't get the prize, brother. Lutfan frowned looking at Mardiyah as if asking for permission to open.

"just open. Maybe veil?"

It seems impossible, inner Lutfan who immediately opened the box cover. When completely opened his cheeks immediately turned a pseudo-red and he threw away his face.

"E-ehm don't know. You see it for yourself" said Lutfan who stayed away choosing to pretend to stare at flowers. "The flowers are great."

"Lingerie?" Mardiyah looked at Lutfan for a moment, it turned out that her husband was silent because he saw this? Two sets of something red and black. "Swimming clothes? Notwithstanding. This is more into the dress? I'm a little confused. Ah, there's a letter!

After reading that Mardiyah smiled thinly and then turned her eyes to Lutfan. "Would you like to read the letter?"

"Why-wrong? That's for you! Yes you read," said Lutfan who held in shame.

"Hm. Yes it is." Mardiyah changed to see the ticket. "Fortunately it's still next month. I'm still--"

"You don't think this is how Aunt Cecilia knows? He knows that you are still bleeding, it is unlikely that honeymoon in the near future" argued Lutfan.

"But .. This ticket is from Abhimata."

"Yes, that means Abhimata knows. He's not a kid anymore, Mar. Who doesn't know about this."

Mardiyah was tired. Bakda magrib Mardiyah fell asleep. While Lutfan chose busy at his desk, to work on some outlet sales that almost a week he stayed. And from tomorrow he plans to leave for the outlet, relying too much on Aldo will only make him lazy and impressed arbitrarily.

The kling!

One incoming notification. When he saw it turned out from Abhimata.

Abhimata

Ready for Japan next month?

Unknowingly Lutfan smiled.

^^^Siap lah^^

Abhimata

The intention is I want to give cosplay costumes also made in my brother wear. But I don't feel willing my brother had to follow your will. I feel sorry for. I like maksa.

Anjir! Whaaat! Since when do I like maksa-maksa, huh? Lo anjir .. the more I make my brain think everywhere. Crazy, Abhimata long ago kayak Abhimana. The insolent! inner Lutfan upset. He had not thought about it and Abhimata could have had such an idea. It should be him! Not that brash sister-in-law!

^^^Gue is never forced, yes!^^^

^^^Asal lo know Kakun lo is the wife of sholeha (kirim)^^^

^^^ I do not need to ask him to offer himself(remove)^^^

^^^He knows what is called obligation. That's why you find a wife not to take care of my household (send)^^^

The sound of the door knocking. And it slowly opens showing her smiling Umma. "Sorry, Umma bother, son."

"Is there, Umma?"

Umma Sarah looked at the sleeping Mardiyah. "Umma's going to your grandfather. Maybe home tomorrow afternoon, son. The nation lives in a little. If Mardiyah is still sick do not need to cook rice, just buy it for breakfast tomorrow morning."

"Yes, Umma. Simplest. Who will Umma be with?"

"Sir's Boy."

Lutfan is approaching his Umma. "Congratulations. Be careful on the road, Umma."

The kling!

Abhimata

I have a candidate. So don't bacotin me.

Sana lo learn to be a responsible husband, do not divorce, do nothing feel useless, do nothing give up. Lo know? Your attitude is like that is not very funny. You actually realize yourself not if you are lucky in my brother? She is not only beautiful, she is a complete package. If you ever want to divorce him again I really don't hesitate to take him away, Lut.

For a moment Lutfan was silent.

The kling!

Abhimata

You should realize my brother survived this long for whom? If you don't make it the same. If until you split really just because of bluffing Grandpa, I don't believe you guys are responsible.

The kling!

Abhimata

I hope my gift is useful enough. Sorry to say a little, my instincts as a sister hurt because of your attitude to my brother. So-called.

Lutfan simply fell silent and pondered. He should have realized, that signing a divorce lawsuit is not something he should do. There are many other ways that do not hurt Mardiyah. It's all over, but the pain may be on its way.

And this sister-in-law .. is quite mature.

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