Tiny Brother Meatball Handsome

Live alone

On this day, Ratna's reception was held. My Princess, Mama Has, and of course Bening, they wear the same clothes. Uniforms are made especially for families.

But one thing that is unfortunate by Mama Has, namely the presence of Heaven. The man could not attend the event because his body was not fit.

Mama Has told Bening to stay, but Sky refused. The man said he wanted to rest without anyone interrupting. No one knows if Heaven has a promise with someone. But I don't know who.

After the ijab qabul event was over, Bening could not bear to immediately return to the house of Eyang Putri. Not because of the sky, but because of the gossip of bude, bulek and neighbors who were present there.

"I'm afraid you're going home alone again. There must be anterine! If you tell me to pick up the sky, how about it?" mama Has's Proposal.

"God, Ma. Little Rengit, little Rengit mulu'. Just this deket. This time Bening will not stop by anywhere, directly go home Eyang. Promise," woo Clear.

"Steep, Dek. Mama can't have you coming home alone. Mama will find Bagas first." Bagas was one of the nephews who was also at the event venue.

Finally Bening returned home ushered by Bagas.

"Thank you, yes, Bagas, you've done your shit."

"Yes, Ma'am, you're welcome. Bagas did not stop by this, go straight back there."

"OKAY. Careful."

After Bagas was not seen, Bening rushed inside the house. When opening the door, the house was so quiet. Where's she? Maybe in the room. Uh, why am I looking for him, anyway?! Idaho ....

Czechs ....

There was nobody in the room. Where is Rengit?!

Bening wanted to deny his curiosity about the existence of Heaven, but in conscience remained curious about where Heaven went.

He sat for a moment on the bed. Daydreamed. Decided to wash your face and rub. Maybe all of these activities can dispel the turmoil of his feelings.

From the bathroom, his stomach was hungry. He decided to go to the kitchen and cook the spaghetti. Since today there was an event, the housekeeper in the house of Eyang was comforted. And now there's only Bening in a house that big.

The aroma of barbeque seasoning poured out into the corner of the room. The woman smiled proudly having finished her cooking. Which is possible for everyone to do. But not for Bening. The 27-year-old woman rarely struggles in the kitchen. His job is only taking care of the company which from that alone makes his time seized a lot.

"Heum, the cake is good" said Sky.

"Hey, Rengit. Jeez ...!" Bening held onto his upper chest in surprise. "About dong if you want to come. Just ngagetin! Make me a hanger!" jakkak Bening's.

"No, Ma'am. Yes, yes, the bini itself will be made a hanger. I don't want to be a bad widower either. Just two days married has left his wife, is not funny. Some of us are also not clumsy, dear dong if missed." The sky shook with a lean on the side of the door.

He raised the corner of his lips. Staring at the sky. "But his mind is perverted! Idih ... swept his brain so as not to ngeres mulu'. Who wants to be clumsy?! Yesterday I told you who you are and who I am! Is it still the same with me?! Dream first." Without feeling, again the clear mouth speaks spicy.

The sky took a long breath. Resisting disappointment, but do not want to take a headache. He's still a man with a million masks that he's capable of playing.

"Dreams are fine, too, Ma'am. Who knows if my dream could come true, 'gracefully thank God."

"Sin you know Mbak, eat not nawarin husband," chirped Sky.

Clear turned. "You?!" He raised his fork.

"Byeah," Sky sumringah.

"Bikin' self!"

"Huh ...." The sky snorted and twisted the eyeballs. Patience.

Sky to the kitchen to make drinks, after which overtake Bening sitting at the dining table. One glass of hot chocolate is placed on the table.

"Where were you from?" ask Bening with his mouth chewing.

"Em ..tadi abis forward bentar, nyari signal to call Mamak," replied Sky began to play froth on the hot chocolate and still puffing steam.

"Signal squeeze is fine. Your phone is old-fashioned kaleee ..." said Bening.

"Perhaps, Ma. Change your phone, love the money. Mending to be saved if at any time Mamak sick, will not be confused."

Clear stop chewing. Look at the sky for a moment. A little carried away the atmosphere of Sky's attention to his mama.

"When do you want to go back to Jakarta?"

"Emang why?"

"I'll be home later this afternoon. How, huh?"

"Well, not how. Want to go home," reply Bening relaxed.

"Sir, we are husband and wife. Where there is a husband, there must be a wife."

"That's a real husband and wife. We're not like that. After returning to Jakarta, we live alone."

"Now, Ma'am?!"

"Yes, that's it."

"Can't do that, dong."

"Can!" Bening. "Self-aware, Rengit. You're just a meatball seller. Want to stay in my house?! Want to live with me?!" sewot Clear.

The sky looked gently into Clear eyes. "Mbak, even though I'm just a meatball seller. For whatever sake there is no intention to live with Ma'am. If to live together, husband and wife must live one roof. Regardless of what it is."