DANGDUT SINGER'S SECRET HUSBAND
OJEK PERSONAL

Madam Sri was very happy to hear the reply from Damar.

"Right, Nak Damar want to be Reni's private ojek?" ask Bu Sri again to make sure.

 Reni felt awkward looking at her mother's aggressive behavior.

"Mar, you think about it. Don't accept my mother's request. Don't let you do it out of pity for my mother. Later on you even regret," replied Damar sincerely.

"No, this Damar boy is a good guy. In this case, you'll be calmer if you're away from me."

"I also want to say thank you to Mom and Reni for believing in me" he said politely.

"Yes already. The inter-directing business of Reni has been done means. Now it's time to eat a snack and drink mumpung still warm. Anyway if it is not finished, Nak Damar can not go home!'

"Wooh! It's a lot of cake, which fit my stomach, ma'am.

"Yes, if not eaten can be wrapped to take home, dong!'

"Well, it's even more troublesome."

"Makanya, nurut tree same mother. He he he ....."

The three of them finally continued to chat lightly while finishing the sponge cake served. There was a sense of familiarity between the three of them. In the little heart of Bu Sri, he hopes Reni is a match with Damar as a person who was idolized by his son during Junior High School. As for Rani, Damar is still the figure he wants to be his partner. Another case with the two of them, Damar joked with them to eliminate his grief. Surely he misses his son Arya very much, but he realizes he cannot possibly meet his son again because Mr. Hisham's family will certainly hinder his efforts. The pain of his wife's actions, also still plagues his heart. I don't know when that feeling will end.

After talking about an era more at Rani's house, Damar was allowed to go home to the two of them.

"Where are you going, my boy Damar? Is anyone waiting for you?" asked Bu Sri while trying to pry Damar's condition whether he already has a family or not.

"Nobody's waiting, Mom. Just, I made an appointment with friends to meet them today."

"Oooooo .. yes already. Thanks a lot, Damar boy. Be careful on the road. Don't forget that Ren is going to town again, Nak Damar picked him up here, huh?"

"Yes, Mom."

"I said to Ms ... Ren ..."

Rani escorts Damar to the front yard door.

"Thank you again, Mar. For your help."

"Together, Ren. Oh yeah, you calm yourself down here until it's safe. You don't have a job, do you?"

"Come, Mar. I'm afraid Reno will report to her father and I can be removed from the Alaskan group."

"Well, how could that be?"

"Reno is the son of the boss of the Alaskan music group I work for, Mar."

"So that guy was your boss's own son?"

"Yes, Mar. But, you don't tell my mom about this, do you? I don't want my mom to think."

"OKAY. I hope you can keep working there."

"Amiyi ..."

"I'm saying goodbye, Ren. Ariston ..."

"Valayevansalam ... Be careful on the road!"

Damar left after waving to Damar. Rani looked in amazement at the man she had admired since that Junior High. While his mother also noticed how Rani was so compatible with Damar. One is beautiful, one is handsome. Surely if they get married, they will give her cute grandchildren.

"Something seems to be flowering again, nih!" bu Sri Goda.

Bu Sri still tried to tease Rani so that her son's cheeks were flushed with embarrassment.

*

After traveling for about an hour, Damar finally arrived at the house of his mother who had been badly damaged. He also checked his phone. As it turned out, Bagas and Yuda had already made several phone calls to his number. And the two of them had already sent a personal message to Damar because his call had not been answered.

Bro, where are you going? You two have been waiting for you for a long time at the stall near your house. If you're here, call back, okay?

Damar immediately made a phone call to Bagas and not ten seconds, his phone was immediately answered.

"I'm home, Bro."

"Okay, wait a minute we pay!'

"okay."

Damar hung up the phone and he parked the bike in front of his childhood home which is currently covered with weeds.

"Sir. I come .." said Damar in the heart.

His heart throbbed pain as he said it. Arya's face suddenly appeared in his mind. When Damar looked at the condition of his house that was not because of it, suddenly there was one of his neighbors who passed by.

"Mas Damar?" greet the thirty-five year old woman.

Damar turned his head and he smiled widely after knowing the face of the person who had just greeted him.

"Mother Inggrid?" hello Damar back.

"Yes Allah ... Kirain who, Mas Damar this. Why, Mas?" asked Bu Inggrid as he extended his hand to shake hands with his neighbor.

"Hm ... I want to stay here, Ms. Ingrid."

"I mean, Mas Damar wants to fix this house and want to move here with Mas Damar's son and wife?"

"Hm ... I want to stay here from today" Damar replied in a serious tone.

"Ah, Ma Damar is joking, right? Mas Damar already has a palace house in the city. Time to sleep in the house ... Sorry yes, Mum ... 'Destroyed'," replied Bu Inggrid in a teasing tone.

"Surely, I want to live in this broken house." Damar repeated his words.

"I understand now. Surely Mas Damar has contracted professional craftsmen to work on Mas Damar's house within one night kayaking on TV-TV, right? Where's Mas, the craftsmen? Or there's a shooting guy, too, huh? I want to dong Mas dishooting also let on TV. But ... Isn't this event meant for the poor? Mas Damar is a rich man. His home time is going to be visited? Don't-Don't Mas Damar abuse that favor, huh? Sin, Mas!" cerocos Bu Ingrid was at length without giving Damar a chance to speak.

"Mrs Inggrid ... I'm not a rich man. I'm divorced from my rich wife, and today I want to clean this house so I can stay again. Understand, Mom?" replied Damar in a serious and flat tone.

"Oh my God!!!!' Bu Inggrid closed his mouth so surprised.

Damar continued his steps to enter his house and check the conditions in it. Ms. Inggrid was quietly pecking in front of the house. He was still shocked to hear Damar's answer.

"Mas Damar!!' he shouted then with a kenetic tone after successfully calming down.

"What's wrong, ma'am?" asked Damar with a hardened voice.

"I can help you clean up, right?"

"Maybe," Damar replied casually.

"Horeeeee!!!" Ms. Inggrid cheered like a child newly given the gift of candy.

Bu Ingrid was happy to be able to wash his eyes by looking at Damar's handsome face.

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