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Raka and her entourage had arrived at the hotel first. Bagas and Anin followed behind. Bagas and Anin circulate a look for Raka and the troupe. Anin found them in the hotel lobby.

"Why are we going to the hotel?" ask Anin the dumbest.

"Hadeehhhh, yes numpang lah kisar in-law. Instead of having to go back and forth to the house, tomorrow's still the Dance reception, my week"

"Lhaaahh, is my shirt still at home?"

"Look, there is a Beard who has been trained to find and become a courier" said Raka.

"Didn't pesen room, ma'am?" ask Bagas.

"Udah, you're rooming with Raka, Anin with Salma"

"Well, not behind? I'm the same Anin, Raka the same father, the same mother Salma" said Bagas made all glare at him.

"Your bunny! You are still not halal!" replied I sewot hearing Bagas' request.

"Hahaha, it's not like that"

"Wooooo, hah! Hence the pittens ngajuin marriage battalion, continue the nyet religious marriage!" answer Raka.

"That wants you mas! Basic brain of his bawdy mulu from the morning!" Anin follows sewot.

"Emang this morning you were flanked by Bagas Nin?" ask Dad, surprised by Anin's words.

Anin couldn't have said she was kissed by Bagas. Shaluu.

"Just steal his lips, hahahaha" replied Bagas honestly

"Bagaaassa. You are yes!" mom nailed Bagas' ears like a kid.

Everyone laughed when Mom picked it up.

"Now, your keys. Call the beard sir there to take his clothes" Dad was about to go into his room.

"Where are you going?" ask Raka.

"Yesterday afternoon children do not need to be the same as adults. Come my wife baby, we indehoi in the day" said Dad while raising his eyebrows teasing mother.

Everyone glared at my father's words.

"Hahahaha, ma'am. Someone asked for rations" Salma replied.

"Basar old pervert bangka! Masiiihhhh just so. Deserve Bagas perverted once his brain, descendants of the father turned out" Mother followed the steps of the father towards their room.

Everyone laughed back.

"Come ayang beb. We enter our room" said Bagas teasing Anin.

"But you really are gesrek like mas. Home gih. Many clothes and makeup equipment that have not been brought. Ambilin gih you guys go home. The beard will not know" Anin told Bagas to go home

"Ogah, on the list of all who want to bring anything. Later, the beard will take his goods"

"Say, my brother-in-law Nin said, I'm tired too. It is also designated. Don't bother Jenggot sir. He's a former detective" Raka refuses to go home.

"Mosssoookkkk?"

"Yes, don't you believe it? Tanya Tristan" Raka denied.

"Udah-ud. Cepetan list"

"Pinjem pen equals paper there" Anin orders Salma.

"Ready kakaaaakkkk"

Anin immediately stroked whatever they needed. When they're done they send him to the beard pack. Then they went into their own rooms. Rest themselves from the exhaustion of their activities.

Drrtttggg, drrtttgg.

Anin who was about to close her eyes felt something tremble. Anin searches for her phone, seeing the name that appears. The dance.

"Hello, assalamualaikum"

Salam waalaikum

"What's wrong?"

That's exactly the answer. Lo tomorrow don't be late. Ready song

"Tomorrow I will be asked to sing. If there's no sawer"

Ah, that's very same friend

"Hahaha, what song do you want?"

What yes? Good ones anyway.

"All the songs are great for me too!"

Very arrogant! Know me if your voice is good. What yes? It's up to you. It describes the happiness of his pokos

"Yes, find a reference first"

Okay, don't be late!

"Yes, baffles. Daahh. Assalamualaikum"

Salam waalaikum.

Anin ended her phone call. He looked next door and Salma was already sleeping on her stomach and drooling.

"O Allah is anaaaakkkk, sleep is not graceful. How about being somebody's wife tomorrow!" Anin shook her head to see her best friend drooling until her pillow got wet.

Anin opens a collection of songs on her phone and searches for the right song for the Dance show. And finally he found a song that was suitable for the dance show tomorrow. He smiled and kept his phone back. Just as he was about to close his eyes, his room was knocked.

"Isshhhh, who else?? Sleeping is hard!" lamented Anin.

czech.

He saw Bagas standing in front of his room and smiling grin.

"What's a crybaby?" tanya Anin sat in front of the room door.

"I sleepy maaaassss" Anin was about to close the door but was held back by Bagas.

"Come on"

"Ishhhh, where are you going?"

"Holder"

Anin knitted her brows. "Hully? Which hill?"

Bagas pointed at the back of the hotel. There is a hill there. Not so high. Finally Anin wanted to follow Bagas's will. They asked permission from the hotel to travel briefly to the hill.

"Why the hell are you getting here?" they are still walking up the hill.

"Live a little more up the yank hill"

"You were asked what the answer was"

"Hmmm, just want to take the road. His intention is to take you up the mountain. But until now it has not been successful. Replace it this way"

They reached the hill and sat there. They silently looked at the vastness of the scenery that lay. Green and very cool.

"You're still on leave from the puskesmas how many more days yank?" ask Bagas.

"Thursday I went in anyway, why?

"Tomorrow after the day go to Jakarta, huh?"

"Well?"

"To the graves of father and mother. Look at Umang's father. You're still on vacation"

"Have you ever been to the grave of your father? I'm suddenly getting there"

"Udah"

"When?"

"When we broke up"

Anin turned to Bagas. His eyebrows were astonished.

"Ooo, so you're following me?" tanya Anin recalled the incident where she visited the tomb of her father and mother.

"Yes, and I heard all that you gave to father and mother"

They're silent.

"You want to?"

"Yes, he wants to. Have you bought a ticket?"

"Udah. Oh yes hapal rank and NRP mas"

"Huh? Why why?"

"Sir papa. Hapalin anyway"

"Hem"

"How do you want our wedding party?"

"Huh?" Anin was confused as to what to answer.

Bagas smiled.

"How do you want to?"

"Are you seriously getting married?"

"Seriously, you think you're messing around"

"Yes, your people are like that. Marriage but joking"

"How do you want it?"

"Think of yourself. Bang Raka and Bang Tristan. You're not the one who's senseless. Capek himself is obviously into you his"

"Lhoh, you're weird. You didn't say you wanted to be proposed like anything"

"yes, the other is mas. They were put in front of their parents. They asked with great earnestness. No crybaby like you. You're really serious, aren't you?"

Bagas. "And you never applied yank. Same as your uncle. Forgot?"

"Yes, but after that you broke up with me"

"Hadeehhh, riweh is very. The point is I want to marry you. Point!"

"Oh, bummer! Ah, I'm going down!"

Bagas scratched his own head that was not itchy. "When should I apply to him in front of a crowd anyway?"

Bagas rubbed his face roughly and descended following Anin who was already far ahead of him.

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Sorry late up. The author just got home from work. Everything spirit. New year at home

Read also the author's other novel "Larasati and Pak Bupati" has been released 10 episodes lhoooohhhh