
The day just changed. It is time to let go of the fatigue. However, things are different with Anin. Himself nervous. Today is saturday. It's time for him to meet Bagas' parents. He was busy picking up the clothes he was going to wear.
"Wear what? Cook with dress anyway. Dizziness itself turns on"
Tiin tiin
"Who else, bother people to pick up clothes too!"
Anin approached the door and saw Bagas who had just come down from his motorbike.
"Aren't you ready yet?"
"Cong you came anyway? It's only 10 o'clock. Sit down, I'll change my clothes first"
"Yes, don't wear yank for long"
"Hiiii, you can't call it a name. Jijyk"
"Hahahaha, it's fiancee. Let's be more special"
"Emang martabak, special. Would you like a drink?"
"No need, change there"
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Anin finally chose to wear milk-brown trousers with plain white shirt tops combined with a white blazer with flower decorations. Its minimalist makeup makes it very beautiful. His hair he ponytail with a side bangs left. Increasingly perfecting the appearance of Anin
Anin snatched her bag, put her cellphone and her wallet in. Then he went to the door.
"Come off"
Bagas turned to the source of the voice, seeing Anin's appearance from top to bottom. Bagas' eyes did not even blink as they were bewitched by Anin's charm.
Beautiful. that's Bagas' heart.
"Woy, ayooooo. Wh why? Just seen a pretty guy?"
"E uh, come on. Beautiful from where? I used to say pretty"
"Chose, alibi!" Anin's lips were throbbing. Anin immediately closed the door to her house. Bagas rushed his motorbike. Anin sat on the back, her hands clinging to the iron back.
"Ck, hold dong Nin! How will it fall?"
"No, that's it. Let's take the road"
"Not going down the road if you don't hold. The danger!"
"Ck, this mode is definitely"
Instead of holding on to Bagas' waist, Anin was holding on to Bagas' shoulders.
"Haaahhh, it's up to you Nin. The stone head"
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Bagas parked his bike in the yard. Anin came down from her bonnet. Anin saw the Bagas house was very spacious and the weather was cold.
"Let's go in" Bagas walked ahead of Anin while holding Anin's hand.
Anin was a little nervous. Cold hands. Feeling Anin's cold hand, Bagas asked Anin the situation
"Aren't you papa? It was cold, his hands"
"Take a deep breath, exhale"
Anin followed what Bagas said. Instead of being ejected through the mouth even ejected through the back.
Preeettt
Anin farts. Soon he ran to Bagas's yard.
"Wkwkwkwkwk, told to throw slowly he even farted"
"Hish, shut up dong. My stomach is heartburning this" Anin's face flushed in embarrassment. Anin approached Bagas who was still smiling.
"Udah dong Mas, do not make more groggy" said Anin annoyed
"Yes sorry, let's go in. Relax at Yank"
Anin pinched Bagas' stomach because Daritadi called him Yank.
"Aw, sick"
"Call names, can't you?"
"Emang is wrong, any part of the agreement there is no discussion of it yes. Come on in
Bagas had not yet opened the door, the door of his house was open. A middle-aged woman opened the door for him.
"Not even in front of the door. This is mom's future daughter-in-law? Beautiful" Miss Rita praised Anin. Anin immediately kissed the back of Bu Rita's hand with a smile.
"Let's go in first. Dad's inside. How the hell is Gas, why not just be known to mom and dad?"
All I asked was a smile. Bu Rita entered the house followed by Anin and Bagas.
"Well, Dad, this is our future ghost coming"
Ardhitama's father looked over. Anin immediately kissed the back of Bagas' father's hand. Ardhi's father stroked Anun's hair gently.
"Please sit down" said Dad
Mom sat next to Dad. Anin and Bagas sat opposite Bagas' parents.
"So whose name is beautiful?" sahut bu Rita
"Include my name Anin. Anindya Wijaya's. I'm still in college majoring in DIV obstetrics Well, Mom"
"Where is Dad, Mom? So stop the matchmaking Bagas"
"Yes, if you've taken it from a long time ago, you must be the same mother as you don't want to mate here and there Gas"
"Oya Anin, your parents?"
"Anin's parents died a long time ago well, Anin was still Junior High. Anin's parents died in an accident. Anin's parents were soldiers"
"Oh yeah? What's-her-name? Who knows you know me?"
"Andi Wijaya's. The name Anin is a combination of Andi and Nindya"
"Andi Wijaya?? You are Andi Wijaya's son? Ma'am, try to get a picture of that father in the study. What a hell it is"
Mom rushed to the study taking the photo. After finding her, Mom returned to the living room.
"It's yeah"
"Is this Anin's son?"