WEDDING (Not Just) IN BED

THAT MEMORY......

"By the airport!"

"Good, sir!"

Rahman got into the taxi. Now he has given up whatever God gives in his next life.

After completing the transfer of ownership of the company to change its name with the name Ella, he intends to move to Surabaya. He bought plantations and farms in the suburbs of Surabaya around the countryside. No matter if you have to live alone without love. Now he is really passionate.

A couple of days as a newlywed. He married Tarom, a childless widower who now works as his own grab car driver. Actually he has changed the name of his ownership also with the name Cici. But he told Cici to say that the car was just a deposit from him. So that her new husband is not as willing as passengers in making a living and give responsibility to Cici who has now become his wife. Cici agreed to Rahman's proposal and even cried because Rahman asked him to no longer call him master, but quite a name because Cici was like a sister to him.

"Ah, hurry up, hurry up.... !"

Suddenly a woman got into Rahman's taxi and ordered the driver of the road. Making Rahman flinch and stare at the woman's annoyance.

"Miss, sorry! I got in this taxi first. So please miss out and find another taxi!" his orders but still within the limits of decency.

"Please walk! Cepaaaat!" the girl shouted loudly.

But suddenly the car door was knocked by someone from outside.

"Hey get out, let's get out! If you don't want to, I'll burn this car!" a loud voice sounded from outside.

A large tall man pulled the door and pulled the rough girl out of the car. Until the girl screamed.

"Hey, I have nothing to do with that guy named Peter!! Go, baj*ngan!! I broke up with him! Just find him at the gambling establishment! He owes me why I'm the one you're after!" loud shouting. But still the 2 men pulled and forced him to come with the rough sangar.

Rahman who saw that couldn't bear it either. He slightly understood the girl's problem after the girl herself who was tweeting explained to the 2 thugs who were after her.

"Hey! Don't be rude to women, bang! You can talk well, right? Don't pull people's hands around like you!"

"Don't be a hero! Don't interfere!"

"I didn't interfere! But don't like to see rude men acting as they please in women!"

Bugs. Almost Rahman's face was struck by a blow from one of the thugs. Fortunately, God protected his face. Until in a second he can avoid pulling his head which almost pulsates pain hit.

Rahman threw his punch at the thug.

Bug. bugs.....His three punches were enough to make one of the men's noses bleed and stagger dizzy suddenly.

"You want to too? Let's fight!"

"Hey, why did you interfere?"

"You go first, your friend wants to punch me in the face! Is it natural that I retaliate?"

"Look at the demon woman! Our business is not finished!" Threaten the thug to go away while pulling the bloody hand of his nose.

"Mas, move!"

"Wait, I'm coming!"

Rahman just sighed. They succumbed in the end.

"Good sir!"

"You... Rahman's brother? Yes, you're Rahman khan's brother?"

Rahman's surprised. The girl sitting next to him knew him. He knows his name. Making her frown slightly and squint to remember who this girl is.

"I'm Mira, Brother! My sister must have forgotten me. Yes khan?"

"Sorry, Mira! Maybe factor U affects my memory!"

"Hahaha... How old are you now, brother?"

"34 years!"

"Not old. It still looks like 27 years old!"

"Haha.suwe! This humiliation!"

"Where are we headed, sir?" ask the driver to make Rahman ask Mira's purpose.

"I'm with my sister!"

"Eh? Where are you going? Homecoming your? Whereabouts? Tell the address to the driver!"

"I don't want to go home! Those loan sharks must still be around my house. Because of that fucking Peter!"

"Who is Peter? Your husband? Your boyfriend?"

"I'm only 22 years old, unmarried! Peter's ex-girlfriend but crazy for borrowing money online using my name and also my email account! Please bring people!"

"Ck ck! Kasian!"

"Haha... Kasian is me! Where's brother going? 10 Years of not meeting makes you look like a rich man. Woow... This is also the original CHANNEL? Really get rich now!"

"Hahaha.not the rich. But the rich man's lackey! It's a loan suit, Mir! Betewe when was that 10 years you knew me?"

"Don't you really remember me? I grew up, brother! Is she pretty now?"

"Sorry Mira! I really forgot!"

"I'm the son of Kasnah, the owner of a rice stall that used to be often hutangi's brother. Even my sister is often our dishwasher because she cannot pay the debt. At that time my brother was 24 years old. And I was 12 years old then. My sister taught me to do PR. Remember?"

Rahman. Yep. When he was 24, he was in trouble. Life is a journey that is not necessarily a direction. No family, no work, no home. His life is on the market. Become careless by asking for the store owner's mercy with capital trust. Peddling a spare bag for 500 rupiah to get a little profit to connect his life. Sleeping in the shops at 12pm. Then before the morning prayer rumbles must immediately wake up and clean his sleep stall if you do not want to be doused a bucket of water or scolded all out by the shop driver. Hhh...

Yep. All of that happened when the inheritance of his parents exhausted he used foya-foya with his perverted friends. And one by one his friends disappeared knowing he had 'out of luck' no longer. Many even pretended not to know him. Make him at the age of 21 years with the status of 'homelessness', 'plum' because he had also begged but stopped, ashamed of himself because he felt young and could work.

Three years of being a pelvic coolie and working whatever odd jobs people around the market tell. Until God turned out to give him happiness again, after the social department looked for him and a lawyer and notary explained that he was a sole owner of a large company.

At the age of 25, he reached maturity with a mature mind with a variety of tests. Makes him understand the many meanings of life. The rigors of life too.

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