Drunk Duda (Ceria Skalane Time)
MD201. The mature preparation
"Showever you're tricked." I squinted my eyes.
"Don't you-you'll tell me a name, come on, baby, bang, or whatever. It's not good to hear, you-you-just." He grabbed me and rubbed my head.
"What request? I'll grant you." I smiled broadly.
"Okay, let it look authoritative." He blinked his eyes next to.
"Okay, Bang Apin." I blinked his eyes at the same thing he did.
"OK, Ripple. Quickly finish, and I'll molest." He let go of his embrace.
"If the reception is only four hours, change clothes twice. Three times the same, huh?" I've heard my friends tell me who changed clothes four times at the reception.
"It's not about money, it's about time. Didn't we have time to change clothes? That's all right, same reception. Akad, I want to wear custom clothes here. Reception, suit and you're wearing a modern hijab dress. Bentar, I'll find it." He took the catalog and opened the sheet several times.
"Okay sip, don't be white when I look black." White hijab moreover, I always avoid it.
"What color is up, I'm an ordinary black suit. Shirt the hell up, that goes the same color as your dress."
We continue to discuss, until marun color becomes an option. Custom clothes with dominant green color, with dresses and shirts with marun color. Not to forget too, we immediately chose the parcel delivery package. How many? Fifty parcels, from the scriptures, one set of gold to the evening dress.
What makes us fuss is, because Gavin wants his stuff to be parcels too. Such as towels, clothes, watches, hair oil and so on. That is, which led to a lot of parcels that we chose.
"Back home!" The order surprised us.
"Eh, Bang. Again make a list of items purchased for shipment." Gavin pointed at the book and pen.
"No, brother-in-law you understand. Parcel delivery later from us-we, fill the room from papah, catering from mamah. You pay for the amenities, decorations and the building. Brother-branch you love one cow, to be processed by the catering. Gih home, it's ten." Bang Givan entered the living room by circulating his gaze.
"Alhamdulillah, much is lost." Gavin smiled with excitement.
"But the land you want to build your house pays for."
We laughed together. Even bang Givan who said it just laughed at his own words.
"Okay, I'm home." Gavin cleared his catalog.
"You lock the shop, Dek. I'm as good in there as you." Bang Givan went down the stairs back with Gavin.
This shophouse is the third floor, below is a business owned by the mother who is guarded by others. The second floor is my room, mother's room, one child's room and television room. The upper room used to be Canda's mbak room, which switched functions to my workplace and some of my expensive bag collection. All rooms have a private bathroom. The main bathroom, downstairs. This shophouse was given by Mamah Dinda, under the name of Chandra's ownership.
"Coffee shop."
Rarely he wandered, wandering was certainly a deal on the seal with his wife. It was promised what time he would come home and go anywhere. I don't know if I can't make my husband like that.
Fortunately when Givan came in, we were busy discussing. Try if we are perverted, must be taken directly to kyai for diruqyah. Because the main marriage siri is papah, bang Givan most just silent but his plans are myriad. Like when I caught me under the covers with bang Ken.
I now feel so stupid, when entangled in love bang Ken. At first it seemed so beautiful and intoxicating, but it ended up traumatizing me a lot.
The next day, I work half a day because Gavin picked me up to go with Mama Dinda and Mbak Canda. Apparently, he became our driver who will do the treatment together.
"Later to the mall, I've made a list for delivery" said the Canda ma'am who sat next to Gavin who was driving.
I just got a feel for now, how a wedding full of plans and events in it. Preparation is not a joke, all cows are provided. I feel glorified by this family, I feel my dignity is expensive in their eyes.
I am just a widow. Widow is the child of an unlucky serial wedding. But Riyana's family was married to a virgin and a bachelor, with a magnificent event and incredible preparation.
Incredibly expensive and time-consuming treatment. Gavin checked in to the nearest hotel, waiting for us to finish. Treatment up to six hours, then immediately proceed with shopping to the mall.
Treatment to spend about one hundred and twenty millions, with mamah Dinda who handle the cost. Shopping for delivery in the mall, with funds borne by mbak Canda.
Gavin today is only a driver and contributes power only. He looked bored, when I asked him he said he slept three hours in the hotel, the rest is lying down and playing mobile phone.
I miss Kirei. By the time I got home, Kirei was already sound with mom. They both snore, their flaking is at its most comfortable point.
Daily routine and busy preparation, do not feel like spending time so fast. Until tomorrow, is the day we will be a halal couple.
Bang Ken's wedding? One of us no one came, just some money sent to Ken's bang account. Including also with bang Apin, the future father Kirei continued. Kirei's been so clingy with Gavin, not with Cali to me. He always hit me with his toys when I tried to get close to him.
His mother was just a pussy, his father was Givan's father. He did not want anyone to take that position in his heart, until Gavin gave up his son still growing up in the care of bang Givan and mbak Canda.
Cali's needs of course Gavin fulfilled, even Gavin was more likely to be used also by Cala, deliberately partly thanks to bang Givan for taking care of his son as well as this. Cali grew up healthy and active, even he was able to say a few syllables.
What makes me salute the Givan bang and the Canda madam is, because they are so painstakingly taking care of Cali without comparing anyone's children and without envy to affection. In fact, bang Givan is furious if Gavin always berates Cali and mocked Cali.
Hopefully you will understand that Kirei and I did not intend to take your real father. It's just that your father's family and foster mother can't let you go and you don't want to stay in this family either. But maybe big later you will want to be alone and will understand yourself.
"Sleep, Nduk. Tomorrow should be healthy, strong, let the recipe be smooth." I rubbed my head with a big smile.
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