Fiancee Payments
Raka

Bagas parked his motorcycle in his garage. His heart was happy, he walked over with a smile expanding on his lips.

"Duh who had met his fiancee" The voice of an unfamiliar man was heard by Bagas.

"Raka? Is it really Mbel?" Mata Bagas found his friend relaxing in the living room with his parents.

"You are Gas, the perfect handsome period is like a gembal"

"Aaaahh, I miss loooo, want to hugkkkkk" said Bagas spoiled

"Jijyk I'm the same lo. Aunty, this is his son looking for a pinter to heal his soul pain. Every time I meet like this"

"Hahaha, he already has the cure Ka, look at it with his own smile" said Dad teasing Bagas

Bagas sat down beside Raka

"I swear, I don't believe it. Why are you here? isn't it still a task force in Kalimantan?"

"Gue take a leave of absence. I want to move there. I feel right there"

"What's? What must be going on. No way a kingpin wants to move on the island he himself refused when assigned there"

"Lo knows. Haha"

"Father same mother into it yes. You guys continue to talk" Mother asked Dad to leave Bagas and Raka.

"Oh yes aunt, aunt and great commander rest aja. Raka nginep ya aunty"

"Yes, the guest room is ready aunty"

"Favor aunt"

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"So you really want to move there?"

"Whoa, I've not asked to move. Aaahhh, it's like being in love"

"Hahaha, hoek, I am tickled you say love. A Raka in love? Seriously lo? In this case, you will not be dating if you do not marry first"

"Still inget aja lo, touched me. So want a hug"

"Najisss. So who can make a Raka fall in love?"

"When you meet him, I know him. Aah, just imagine my heart is not because. Uh, how are you? Do you still want Nisa?"

"Let's know, you know I'm the same as Nisa"

"Udah, just like Anin. Beautiful not less the same Nisa, Anin arguably smart bro. Appearance is okay too. What lack? So really why? Don't pretend"

"Sstt, you know how to talk about melanin dikit dong. Cognizant******me"

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The mother who passed by from the kitchen heard their conversation. Mother was confused by what Bagas and Raka said. Mom rushed to the room and told Dad everything

"Come on, help mom"

"You are mom, don't have to. Even if they lie, they'll keep a father-match"

"But I don't like being lied to"

"Honestly mom, I really do not approve if Bagas same Anin? And if they apologize, I still want Anin to be your mother's daughter-in-law, right?"

"And lie more heavily ma'am. Dad has experienced it. So dad's got No to help mom"

"Dad, mom, I just want to know. Not more. I also want Anin to be our daughter-in-law. It's our promise to the deceased"

"It's a good thing that I remember. Yes, I'll ask you to help sir Agus find out about Anin"

"Loving Dad" Mom hugged Dad

"But inget yes, can not hate the same Anin"

"Ready commander!" said mother while paying respect to Father.

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The night changed in the morning. Raka wakes Bagas for prayer.

"I'm going to the airport. I have a job tomorrow"

"Such a pussy that you go Mbel, I'm still missing"

"Udah deh Nyet, it's still early in the morning. Don't make me puke"

"Don't wear a blink of the eye as well Mbel time. What time is the flight? Want to see Anin?"

"Weiiitsss, is anyone jealous if I meet Anin? My plane's at 10 Nyet. Okay, I'm gonna see Anin"

"Hahaha, he will not fall in love with you. You're the same as me where I go" Bagas boasted to himself

"Yes yes. Yes, yes"

"Bahaha"

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She prepared breakfast as usual. Dad was already sitting on the dining chair waiting for Bagas and Raka. Not long awaited to come. They eat as usual. Silent. Without chat.

After eating Bagas rushed out his motorbike.

"You don't work gas?" Ask Dad

"This father how the Bagas friends came from the middle of nowhere, well, Bagas time does not treat him like a king, today Bagas permission. Family business"

"Oh, are you married? How did you forget? You're still lamenting your past love story"

"Dad always talked about that"

"Well, right, Dad said, right? It was when you moved on. Anin if it's like fruit, it's dead. I want that"

"What the hell, not clear"

"ask for a grandchild?"

"Or Ka, unfortunately the coded is not sensitive"

"Relax om, otw would-be ma'am abis is the production of grandchildren"

"Mouth lo ya Mbel, lo kira Anin machine, production grandson"

"Hahahah" Father and Raka laughed together