Young Marriage for Marriage

S2 ==> NMKP 204

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"In the Lord! Mama rich man cravings!." Reply Space accompanied by grunts that only in reply to the ruckus by Mama.

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...L A N J U T A N...

...P A R T's...

...K E M A R I N . . ....

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After Space.

"Ma? Is your mom really pregnant?." Ask Papa Idan enthusiastically.

"Yes, where there is! We are old, after all! Didn't pantes have children again, the age of the children will be 17 years? There's-there's a Papa." Mama Tika said while chuckling amused herself with her words.

"I wish you were pregnant again." Papa Idan muttered with a soft voice that his affection can still be heard by Mama Tika.

"Don't be sad, Space is enough for both of us." Mama Tika comforted her beloved husband.

"Ouh yes, by the way, I actually code you, uh but you instead tell Angkasa, he was rich did not sincerely want to go." Cetus Mama Tika remembers the face mimic forced to belong to her child.

"Yes, he's just herein, once let him not sit in the house mulu, who knows fit on the road or in the place martabak later he met ama someone." Papa Idan's curse is unclear.

Mama Tika just nodded her head nod to understand the long speech of the husband.

We move to Space.

In the garage, Angkasa still has not departed, he is still busy pulling out the motor from the garage carefully so as not to hit the car and other vehicles.

While busy leaving the motorbike, thick lips with a natural pink color belonging to Angkasa committed to grumbling indistinctly, the core of his grunts was a protest to the Papa.

"That should go, Papa, why me? Her husband is Mama or Papa anyway? O God! Basic Papa, want his two-and-two and go on! Not aware of age!." The Space Grunts slowly.

Finished grumbling indistinctly, she rode her motorcycle away from her home yard.

25 Minutes drive, the end of his Angkasa arrived at a sweet martabak seller in the city park.

"Buset bye! Really antrie! Really Males Cave, ok take a breath.. throw it away. huh! For Mama! Space Spirit!." The Space Bee spoke to itself as it raised its right hand to encourage itself.

Suddenly... .

"Mas?! Why?!." Surprise a girl of petite stature like the body of a Wulan Crystal and she stood staring at the astonished Angkasa with her winkling eyes innocently.

Space looked at the little girl with its cold and sharp gaze.

"Surge!." Remove the cold Space.

With a strange look the little girl moved away.

After Angkasa moved away, the little girl grumbled indistinctly.

"Based on a cocky guy! In tanya in fact answer ngga ngenakin!." The girl was upset.

"Basin' weird chick!." The Space Grunts that only his ears could hear.

The exclaim of the girl behind him was still clearly heard in Angkasa's eardrum, and it made Angkasa careless and ended up drawing a rough breath.

"Agnez?!." Call a middle-aged woman to the girl who nags indistinctly, the girl's name is Agnez Octavian.

The girl called Agnez turned around and looked at the middle-aged woman who called out to her.

"Mother? Why?." Ask Agnez astonished.

"Why did your mom get here anyway? Same who?." Ask Agnez again.

Unexpectedly, the mother reached out to Agnez's ears hard.

"Yes!! Mama!! Whahuh? Why jewel Agnez?!." The girl was hysterical.

"In order to buy fried food even the answer is not clear! Go home!." The voice of the middle-aged man suddenly came from behind the middle-aged woman, Mother Agnez.

"Let's go home!." Mother's orders while still dragging Agnez's ears.

"Udah told you that if you have already fried it do not forget to go home! Eh you are in vain, do not see what time it is?! You're going to school in a new place tomorrow! Mbok ya who dutuk that Nduk same old man!." Lecture at length was obtained by Agnez while grimacing withstanding the pain in his ears.

Angkasa who saw the scene of the jeweled jeweler involuntarily chuckled softly at the look on the face of the girl who reprimanded her was grimacing in pain

"Funny." Unknowingly the lips of Space said that word.

And... .

"Allahu Akbar! What the hell is a cave! So nervous!." Said Angkasa while rubbing his face roughly.

At 20:00 Angkasa returned home with his right hand carrying a plastic bag containing a box of sweet martabak.

"Assallammu'allaikum Angkasa is home!!." The cries of Space were crumpling throughout the house.

"Wa'allaikum sallam, don't yell Honey, this is a house not a forest! Then you're rich, Tarzan yells at it." Said Mama Tika reprimanding bujang child just this.

"Yes Ma, this is Ma Martabak, Angkasa will leave the room first, want to rest, tomorrow school, Ma Pa mall, assallammu'allaikum." Greetings Angkasa and without negating the answer greetings from his Mama Papa he climbed to the second floor where his room is located.

After the sky went up to the second floor.

"Why is our son Ma?." Ask Papa Idan while making warm sweet martabak.

"Either, when the food he likes best, the tumbens even do not eat?." Wonder Mama Tika.

"He has eaten at his place of sale Yang time, already ah we eat nih martabak, tomorrow we just take care of Angkasa." Said Papa Idan.

In the Space Room.

The young bachelor was lying on his king-size bed restlessly, right tilted uncomfortably, left tilted too uncomfortably.

And... .

"Crazy nik brains! Why try thinking about girls near the martabak craftsman!." Angkasa exasperated to himself, Space's eyes opened wide.

Then Space breathed a tired sigh.

'Agnez.' Suddenly the name crossed his brain, how could Angkasa know his name? Of course because of the call of the middle-aged woman who was dragging Agnez's ear earlier who turned out to be his mother.

He got a little scream earlier when calling the name of his daughter who wander when asked to buy fried foods.

Remembering the short silly thing earlier, Angkasa again shook his head while smiling obliquely.

"Lo managed to make Cave's brain continue to be directed to Elo little girl! You have to take responsibility!." The Angkasa Monologue that was directed to Agnez accompanied by the evil smile in the style of Angkasa.

Suddenly the heart of Angkasa beats very fast considering the plain face of Agnez when greeting her earlier.

"Fucking heart! Stop making the cave restless anjir!." Space Menki on his left chest.

Also, when Agnez reprimanded Angkasa, his heart also suddenly thumped erratically. Space was not too shimmering when the blast was in the city park, so Space as usual just now.

The introduction of this new character, Agnez Oktavian son of Desi Purnama and Cakra Alvian, a native from Yogyakarta, just moved this afternoon to Jakarta, his house near the city park, agnez's parents have the largest restaurant business in the city of Yogyakarta there and have opened branches in various regions in Indonesia.

An only child Agnez has no other suadara, he and his family moved to Jakarta for reasons of wanting to enjoy a new atmosphere, not only in Yogyakarta, but also in Yogyakarta, the point is there is no specific reason for their move. Tomorrow was her first day of school, Agnez was 16, she was still in 10th grade High School.

If you ask the posture or body shape of Agnez, she belongs to a petite girl, her height is only 160 cm, she is not thin nor fat, her posture is ideal for a little contained in certain parts, but not too prominent, long-haired se dorsal color is jet black and dense, yellow skinned with cubby cheeks, eyes sparkling bright and bright, bright, not to forget the sweet smile is also plain that captivated an Angkasa in just one short meeting, very short.

Back to the Space world.

The bachelor chose to close his eyes and try to sleep again so that tomorrow will not be sleepy and fall asleep in class.

Tomorrow is his day. Ba'da dawns at the residence of Cakra's father and Desi's mother, Agnez's house.

'Tok...ko...tok... .' Desi's mother knocked on the door of her son's room intending to build Agnez.

"Nwamma? The agnez? You're awake yet? If you help me please dong Nduk!." Pinta the gentle mother is affectionate.

Without replying to her call, Agnez opened the door and poked her head out.

"What's wrong, ma'am?." Ask Agnez again.

"Let's help Mom in the kitchen instead of you not having a job." Invite Desi's mother who was taken by Agnez.

"You... have morning prayers, right Nduk?." Ask my beloved mother Agnez.

"It's time to ma'am, Agnez prayed in the room." Agnez replied with a sweet smile.

The mother and son spoke Indonesian which was still thick with his Javanese accent.

In kitchen.

"Mom? Which father?." Agnez asked as her head dazed over in search of the middle-aged man she cared about so much.

"Still in his rich mosque, why to emange?." Ask Mom who's been busy cutting carrots.

"No papa, just ask me, what do you want to cook?." Agnez asked, switching the conversation.

"Bikin capcay same fried fish, you make a capcay aja wes, let the mother who fried his fish, later if you fried fish not so go to school." Ledek Mother Desi on Agnez at the end of her little ruckus.

"Mother this, don't dong that, Agnez can now tau fried fish." Said Agnez while putting on a sullen face because of the mother's tearing.

"Times?." Desi's mother is increasingly aggressively teasing the girl just this wayang.

"Hahahaha yes, yes, you are there with a capcay." Tell her dear mother.

at 05:30 am Agnez's father, Mr. Cakra returned from the mosque.

"Assallammu'allaikum." Greetings Mr. Cakra as his footsteps approach towards the kitchen.

"Wa'allaikum sallam." Answer Agnez and her Mother compactly.

"Waduh early in the morning has been diligent father's son, stay aja gih there already at half 6 am you are ready to go to school." Tell the Father to Agnez.

"It's a real clock spinning, it's still a feeling of 4.45 loh." Agnez murmured while staring at the wall clock in the kitchen.

"It's not a big coin, but it's time baby, it's ready for school!." The mother's orders can no longer be denied.

At 06:00 in the morning the family members at Agnez's house gathered at the dinner table for breakfast together.

In between meals, Agnez's father and mother gave Agnez plenty of advice to enter the new school.

"There be careful, go home to school later go home, if you want to be taken everywhere with your new friends, permission first with Mom and Dad, or if you want to travel alone, or if you want to travel alone, same permit us, this city is still foreign to you Nduk, so be careful." At length Mother Agnez lectured the child.

"Enggeh Ma'am, would not want the long message of the Mother, besides Agnez on the same shuttle Mas Bambang so Mother do not have to worry, in shea Allah Agnez can take care of themselves." Agnez said with a sweet smile.

"Dad already contact the headmaster of the school where your new school, the placement of the class has also been told also he, you are in place in class 10 IPS 1." Tell Father Cakra to his only child this puppet.

Agnez only returned the mangut-mangut understand, do not forget he said thanks for the work of his father who asked his class.

Then he stood up and said goodbye to Mom and Dad.

"Dad? Mammy? Agnez leaves first, assallammu'allaikum." Greetings Agnez while kissing the back of the hand to two people taunya and do not forget to also kiss on their two cheeks alternately.

"Wa'allaikum sallam, school spirit boy!." Excited Mother who was just in the thumbs up by Agnez.

On the terrace of the house.

Seen an adult man in his 30s is waiting for Agnez while sipping his coffee in front of the terrace, he is Mas Bambang Agnez private driver while in Central Java there, deliberately brought by the father because Agnez did not want to change the driver.

"Mas Bambang? Let's go." Take Agnez while patting Mas Bambang's shoulder slowly.

"Are you ready for Ma'am? Come on, Monggo." Mas Bambang said as he opened the door in the passenger section for Agnez.

"Mas Bambang has a coffee?." Agnez asked unwell, she felt guilty for interrupting her driver's morning coffee.

"Already Ma'am, anyways can be continued later his coffee, now the most important ngater Mbak beautiful first to school." Responded kindly Mas Bambang with a sweet smile that was imprinted on his thick lips.

"I'm sorry if I'm disturbing." Agnez's bad words.

"Well? Why apologize Ma'am? Nganter Mbak Agnez school is already my duty, even I feel good if you ignore the task for the sake of coffee." Said Mas Bambang panjang explain all of them.

As Agnez was about to open his voice again, Mas Bambang interrupted.

"Udah Ma'am, don't argue, ndak finished-finished later, Ma'am Agnez want to be late in the heart of the first school?." Tanya Mas Bambang intends to invite Agnez to enter the car whose door was opened earlier.

Agnez nodded her head and got into the car.

This is the activity of Agnez and Mas Bambang in the morning, debating the 'Lack of clarity and unprofession' according to Mas Bambang himself.

But according to Agnez, he just felt bad for disturbing the morning coffee of his personal driver, but yes it is, if the debate continues it will not be finished, it will not be finished, even 10 full moon will continue.

On travel.

The clear eyes that were always emanating were the plain twinkle staring at the road from the window of his car happily.

The atmosphere in the car was silent, only the sound of the roar of the car engine was clearly heard.

But it did not last long because Mas Bambang broke the silence that occurred.

"According to Mrs Agnez, what is Jakarta?." Ask Mas Bambang.

"Ngga is much different from Central Java, solid." Answer Agnez without looking at Mas Bambang.

"What's in Central Java if according to Mbak Agnez?." Ask Mas Bambang again.

"To be honest, Agnez answered better there, but it's not bad here either." It was clearly Agnez who was now staring at Mas Bambang for a moment.

Mas Bambang mangosteen understand the explanation of this small employer.

"Oh yes, no one asked Mbak Agnez's new house?." Tanga Mas Bambang be careful.

"There's no Mas, why wonder? They all ndak no one nganggep I temen, if there is a need just nganggep temen, if ndak need ya not temen." Datar Agnez.

Bambang felt guilty about asking that question. There was a car back in silence after the question from Mas Bambang.

Agnez is a lonely girl, she has no friends because according to old high school friend Agnez, she is a vacillating child, but she is not, they were envious of Agnez who was perfect in the eyes of everyone, beautiful, pinter in academic and nonacademic, talented, and of course the son of the most successful culinary entrepreneur in Indonesia, he said, who tries not to be envious?.

A few minutes away the car carrying Agnez had reached near the gates of his school.

"Mr? We have arrived, do you want Mas Bambang to attend class?." Tawar Mas Bambang was worried about this little master of his.

Agnez shook her head slowly in response, not forgetting her sweet smile.

Before getting out of the car, he prayed in his heart, 'Oh my God! I beg you not to equate this new school with the old school of servants, Aamiin' prayer Agnez pleading with the Power of Nature.

'Hufffhhh... .' Agnez took a breath and breathed her out slowly from her nose.

Mas Bambang came out and opened the car door for Agnez.

Agnez came out with her adorned face full of happy smiles.

'New school, I hope my days aren't lonely rich just yet.' Inner Agnez hoped.

After saying goodbye to Mas Bambang to enter, Agnez passed away to go into the school building died Mas Bambang.

After making the small employer enter the building, Mas Bambang entered the car and passed away from the new school building Agnez.

Inside the school building, Agnez stared at the 4-story building with a look of amazement, her blissful eyes twinkling ever more clearly.

'This by the way.. I don't know jeh's class, ask who is it? Dad said I was in 10 IPS 1.' Inner Agnez was confused.

Suddenly just as she was about to step in search of her classroom location, Agnez was bumped into a hijab girl with round glasses perched on her nose.

"Ouch! Sorry Mom on purpose, sorry Ma'am, anyone hurt?." Agnez asked back-to-back her face was as pale as she was scared in her old school.

"Yes no papa, I'm also a road not see-wild, you no one is hurt or scuffed right?." Asked the girl with round mara, who was none other than and not she was Wulan.

"Yes my mother is ok no one is abrasive." Agnez said it was nice to meet Wulan.

Wulan nodded yes, then he looked at Agnez from bottom to top.

"You... Is it a new student?." Wulan asked very kindly to Agnez.

"Hehe yes Ma'am, my name is Agnez Oktavian, a transfer from SMAN in Central Java, still class 10." Agnez said he introduced himself to Wulan while stalling his right hand to invite a hand.

"Ouh, hello know that, I'm Wulan, 11th grade." Wulan answered welcoming Agnez's hand.

Well, Agnez entered Merdeka High School where 6 schools are, indeed if you are not going anywhere, Author Plan and Author will is beautiful😂.

After a stale conversation, Agnez asked an Wulan to help tell you where class 10 IPS 1 is. And with pleasure, Wulan ushered his junior to his class all by pointing out the layout of school facilities owned by Merdeka High School.

The Wulan had only intended to buy snacks, now he had to spend a little longer outside.

"Mbak Wulan in 11th grade what?." Ask Agnez to know.

"I'm in 11th grade IPS 3." Answer Wulan briefly with a smile.

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