Trapped in the Love of Brondong

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Jazz music as a complement to the reception that night was like a tranquilizer for every guest who listened. The soft voice of the singer adds to the impression of peace for the lovers.

The girl with the black kebaya dress with a neat hairdo seemed to be laughing crisply with the little girl who seemed to have just learned to talk. He seemed to really like the little girl in the red dress. He apparently occasionally fed the little girl named Kanaya with fresh fruit in a small plate on his desk.

When the last mouthful of the little girl closed her mouth. And clap. Making the woman who bribed him furrow his brows.

"That's a sign that he's full. Hurrah! adek is full. Unfortunately, mother! Aunt Juna does not understand yet, understand his soul mate is still far away, dear." Sasha, who has just returned from the toilet, approaches Juna and his son.

"Oh Allah, that is his prayer, Neng. Not a real doain!" Juna, who looked more and more beautiful, opened her lips.

The little girl was getting more and more clapping, maybe she also liked to see the expression of her mother's friend. Then Kanaya raised both her hands towards Sasha, asking her mother to carry her.

"Bobber!" kanaya

"Oh, my mother's son is sleepy. Just a minute, son. Mother eat first. Beautiful mother is a pinter, yakan .. yakan." said Sasha negotiating, with her hearty face.

"Come who wants to go with aunty for a walk. We go there yuk, look at the cute om-om." Juna seduces little Kanaya, even if the girl is interested. He held up both his hands like that.

"Hm, you flirty! the fruit fell not far from the tree, huh, Sha." Juna laughed in excitement, Sasha could only remain silent without a fight.

"Okay, I'm giving up. For belly. Kasian's sister Naya if I go hungry." said Sasha.

"Yes, mummy. Spirit eating. Leave the plates and bones of the fish. Hahaha" Juna took Kanaya around.

It turns out that cute girl loves music. His little finger pointed directly at the source of the sound.

"Will we go there?" juna asked, followed by Naya's nod with her hands still pointing. The woman who had no problem was called aunty also obeyed his wishes.

In the arms of the cute Juna Kanaya, she felt very happy, she did not stop spreading a smile. But the name is children, there must be bad behavior.

Fellat!

The cute hand slapped, and hit the head of the hijab-wearing woman beside him. The road they went through to the music scene was indeed crowded. The number of guests who want to shake hands to the bride and groom make a fairly long queue, and the purpose of Kanaya and Juna is right next to it so they inevitably have to pass the line.

"Eh, sorry-sorry. Don't be dong. Let's apologize to Oma."

"I'm sorry, Mom. Loh, eeh .. mother, we'll see you again! Juna looked at the figure of the woman.

"Hi, yes. Who's this bad boy? why is Oma's head pinned, honey?" said the woman. It is impossible to feel he scolded the actions of small children, even though he may have grandchildren, but the instinct of a mother must understand the actions of a child like that.

"Sorry, Mom. Maybe he didn't mean it."

"Grove, Amuk!" oceh Naya looked at the headscarf worn by the woman.

"Oh, she said a mosquito, ma'am. Maybe Naya saw a mosquito in her head, so she hit him! this is Naya Bu, Kanaya, my coworker's son. His mother was fueling, understand mekbun. Get him hungry." juna

"Hm .. good thing there's aunty pretty yeah, honey. So can accompany you." The woman pinched Kanaya's cheek. Kanaya hugged Juna tightly, not liking to be treated like that.

"Mother please continue. We'll go there first!" Pamit Juna too, they continued their intention to get closer to the stage.

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The pace of the shoes echoed in the hotel's loby. Athletic male with long-sleeved batik stelan walks into the elevator to the ballroom on the floor of the three five-star hotel. He had just carried out his worship obligation, his congregation obligation was missed because he waited too long for his mother to dress up.

His gaze swept across the room when he had reached the place where the wedding reception took place.

The net was locked instantly, his gaze no longer wanting to look away. When the figure he was looking for had been found.

"Beautiful! hm .. It's deserved!" he seemed to be smiling meaningfully. He rushed to see the girl.

"Hi, doc!" greet Juna lazy. He was still angry with Adzka. Adzka is the source of the problem with his father.

"Still sniffing. It will be beautiful to lose!"

"Belgium!" Juna chose to leave. Adzka followed him.

"Sorry, Jun. Excuse me. I didn't know it would be like this. Please don't be angry gini. Not good to dicuekin!" Adzka continued to talk, but the girl in front of him remained cold.

"Have you finished eating, Neng?" Sasha already looked full as evidenced by her mouth that had stopped chewing.

"Already! my stomach is fat!"

"You pregnant again, Sha?" adzka's eyes are patterning, her female coworker turned out to have two bodies back. Adzka saw Kanaya who was still in Juna's arms.

"Gercep yes. How old is Kanaya!" adzka held Naya's hand, and the girl smiled kindly. He also knew the handsome doctor, once he met the doctor, when he and his father picked his mother back home from work.

"Yes dong, Doc. Pursue target before age 35. Doctor when again? watch out for the ono hunt getting older." Sasha glanced at Juna who looked insinuated.

"I'm ayok, but he doesn't want to. Maybe he picked a guy like that. I am what, Sha." said Adzka glanced. Juna looked at her with a stifling look of emotion.

Sasha looked at her best friend who was full of pity. A few years of intimacy made him understand a little about Juna's feelings.

"I know how you feel, Jun. You're just still worried. And this anger of yours just takes time to resolve." Sasha's inner. Kanaya who was still in the arms of Juna was taken, he also waved his hand to her husband who was cool in chatting with other invited guests. Sasha decides to go to her husband, giving Juna and Adzka time to talk.

"Jun, I found my Mas. Kasian nih Naya is already sleepy. If it's not on the brakes, the story continues!"

"Come, Doctor. Me first!" said Sasha mannered, Adzka smiled to bring a little girl's hair in Sasha's arms.

"Bye darling. I'll see you tomorrow!" heed

Naya waved her hand and laughed, so adorable. Makes anyone who sees it seem to want to kiss his puffed cheeks.

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"Congratulations, Hari. You're finally a ghost too. Next year you'll have a grandchild. Insha'allah. Hm .. happy." said one of the guests. They look very familiar.

"Have you taken a grandchild? why don't you marry your son. Or let Bian remarry, so that you soon have a grandchild" Hari said. Making the look of the woman's face that looked graceful but her face that seemed to start aging was instantly turned sad.

"If I could do it, I've done it a long time ago, Har" he said filled with sadness.

"My children's happiness is the most important thing. Their right to make them happy themselves. Bian loved his wife very much, even though he could not give children. I don't want to separate them. Hm .. ah, sad. I'm here to be happy-happy. Congratulations to you again!" The tears that welled up at the corner of her eyes fell, the woman immediately wiped them.

Men in suits with oriental faces approached them. He embraced the middle-aged woman.

"Ma, look who it is!" the handsome man pointed. Her mother's once sad face turned very happy. Seen from her beautiful smile.

"That's Juna, Chel? let's just say it's Juna, honey! Mama didn't see wrong?" the woman made sure. The proud boy smiled and nodded his head.

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