Equatorial Eagle Love Maneuver
CINTA~PART 55 MANEUVER

"What do you eat the same?"

"What a thing."

Zea jumped into the food queue, he said for the rehearsal. Yes training, training so the wife of Soleha although in fact she was quite irritated when the guest nene-nene with the duration of taking the dish in front of her.

"You don't fear sin, I want to push it also into the vegetable room, let it spit! Take a vegetable long time not a bit to take the rights of orphans!" Zea tightens her grip on a plate filled with rice and steak for Sagara.

After a serious chat with Sagara outside, who is very serious because of the presence of the cousins minus Adab Saga disturb romantic moments and their adult chat on the terrace of the building, Zea soon moves on to get Saga to eat, while Sagara lines up in front to congratulate Zico, perhaps also how to deal with Zea's rampage.

"Okay, grandma...can you squeeze a little? Want to find what the hell, in the vegetable room there will be no diamonds.Banteran also carrots, baso the same tetelan."

No, grandma just now still confused choosing between vegetables or soto, in fact. Damn it! Will wait until Gajah Mada rises from the grave continue this duge man anyway!

Even Saga has met and greeted papa-mama and Zico-Kinanti there, sempet also maen chess and table tennis with papa Rangga seems while Zea is still right behind the nene-nene struggling to queue food.

"Armghh!" Zea chose to overtake forward rather than her hair turned bald waiting in front of the vegetable, because the until the rice turned into rice again it seems like the nene is still confused between choosing vegetable soup or soto.

Fara flailed to her husband's back with eyes full of twinkle happy to see the interaction Zea and Sagara who according to him romantic moments make greget, because the one maksa-maksa spoiled, spoiled, the one plate lags the surfboard. At first he saw the figure of Zea fit with Kalingga, but in fact the girl was already in a relationship with her first son, Sagara.

Al Fath was calm when he was made into a samsak of his wife's anxiety, Fara's small blows did not give much influence on his sturdy back, "Fara only knew that time Saga asked for blessing to deketin girls, and, it turns out the minister's son bang. Our son's taste is high, yes, rich in ashes!" said Fara finished with her dimsum and put the plate under the chair.

Al Fath glanced at his wife with eyes of disbelief, "high taste?" ask in his heart, maybe his wife's statement needs to be underlined or given capslock with font size 72.

"Yes high. My brother's taste is rich Fara!" proud answer. Not Al Fath, but Eyi burst out his laughter hearing that, "banget! Bang Fath's taste is high! So tall brother until he woke up!"

Now Rayyan who laughed because he knew when the application first, Fara was caught climbing the stairs actually tv antenna. Really high definition. If Eyi is high because of his posture, then Zea is high because of his status, while Fara himself is high position that is above precarious.

After eating, they did not really go home, but had a casual chat between two families who had just cloned themselves.

"But just as Fath is familiar?" ask Zea.

"It's Ze." Agguk Fath, according to Zea, her future father-in-law (finished) is quite cool, calm, with a relaxed tone impressed not snapping, not much nonsense, short, short, solid and clear so does not make the ears feel swollen rich again drenched in kerosene if again talking.

"Udah dong! We're the only ones who missed the update'an papi." Reply papa Rangga, other Fath also papa Rangga more vocabulary, as if talking a lot is a mandatory thing in terms of answering, in other words, Rangga, papa Rangga type papa-papa chatty.

He took off all the twisting of the hook on the waist as well as the circular blangkon on the head, it felt itchy and uncomfortable just used so much like a manten circumcision.

"Just for your information to nduk," said papi Rangga with North Javanese accent kentalnya make the younger cousins Saga laugh, laugh, because they see this one minister only through a glass screen so charismatic and has a kind of dashing aura of its own, but in fact the image is disputed by the facts.

"People who give urgent messages personally with the commander of Fath, it's papi loh!" said excited.

"But you've had a good time together in the canteen of the military base, haven't you, sir?" he is called Al Fath.

"Ah time!" zea refused to believe.

"*Check, make brother Zea..can go on stage...Brother Zea the sister of the bride, may we invite her to the stage*!"

As the soft sound of the cloudbread calling out his name firmer made them instantly stare at Zea, Zea herself was already frowning in confusion as her name was called by mc and the wedding singer to come forward.

"*Zea, adek mas beloved.on this happy day mas..mas want you to donate one song as a wedding gift for mas sama mbak Kinan*."

Zea immediately bought at Zico's request, the girl knew that her brother knew that Zea was not good at singing.

"Come Ze, up!" Clemira cheered with laughter, and she knew that Zea was not good at singing. Humans on earth is indeed nothing created perfect, if Zea is good at dancing then the weakness is in the vocal cords which is the warehouse of error.

"Asemmmm," said Zea, seeing the enthusiasm of his family and the Saga family, there is no way he will disappoint even though the decision he chose will drop his quality in front of the Saga family.

"Come on Ze, sing! Let the worms get up from the hole!" papa Rangga. Mama Rieke laughed.

"okay!" Zea got out of her chair, pulled the end of the kebaya, unwilling to make the bride wait for long. Zea did not even hesitate to widen her smile.

"Zeez! Zea!"

"Yee, Zea!"

His move steadily towards the stage where Zico has dropped there are only wedding bands, singers and MCs.

"Zea can sing?" asked Fara to Saga in her son's company, Fara smiled enthusiastically excitedly so curious about Zea's voice considering that she also likes to sing.

"Dangdut Ze," papa's pinta.

"Pop melow, Ze!" exciting Clemira.

"Check.nggggggg---"

just check the sound just a little ringing makes the ants want to throw their nest in the direction of this beautiful girl.

Zico had even laughed holding onto his stomach before Zea actually sang, his sister had the guts to also take a step forward and hold the microphone, although the humans present were not as much as earlier considering the event was almost finished.

"Make Zico mas," his voice was not hoarse wet but also not deflated.

"Dear mom.sama my sister-in-law, happy wedding! On the happy day of you two, Zea wants to present one song, may you like and ears do not da rah after this!" said it.

Sagara until the pain made him, although it is undeniable he was so curious about the voice of Zea.

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