FORCED CHEATING
233THE WONDER OF MOVE ON
The atmosphere of dinner at Mirza's rented house was suddenly a little tense when Om Jaka discussed about Ramzi's friends who were still staying at Mirza's old house. Mirza immediately pushed the plate while still not finishing the contents. Via did not dare to open his voice, from the way her husband looked at Om Jaka he was sure this time her husband was really upset.
“It's better to tell them to go home right now. I don't like them staying there long.” Mirza said coldly.
“Casual dong!” Om Jaka cuek feeds his food. “Kan you said that house is not your house anymore? Why you must sewot?”
Rough grunting. “Do not add any problems, Om. If Om doesn't tell them to leave, I'll kick them out.”
“Yesterday you baek-baek aja, why now so angry?”
“Si Azad and Sofi he chased Riri. Mom so ngomelin I thought I nampung pelokor family in my house, tau!” Gusar Mirza's.
Pick up the krispy shrimp and eat it again. “Oh, so that's the problem? Nice dong! You're the same Sofi ntar will sodaraan?”
“Om, I'm serious!” Mirza raised her tone.
Little jerks. “Ok!” Looking at Mirza with a shocked expression. “Gue who will say the same Ma'am Har.”
“Say what?”
“Say make a soul mate Riri equals Azad. Doesn't Ma'am Har pingin have a rich ghost?”
Mirza got up to make the chair push out a noise.
“EEet, relax bro. relax .. don't get emotional dong. I'm kidding.” Om Jaka calms down while patting his shoulders. “Frightfully scared you are with your mother-in-law? Via aja never afraid of your mother who is more cruel than Ma'am Har. Yes no Vi?” Glancing at Via who had just become a spectator.
“It's not so, Om. Mas Mirza just want to keep the feeling of mother aja.” Via finally made a sound.
Om Jaka let out a short breath. “Si Caucasian Azad's theme, he again studied religion with my father-in-law. He has a desire to convert. I just ... “
“Kalo so tell him he lives at Om Jaka's house!” Sela Mirza's.
“Ngot able to do dong, Za. My room in my house is full. Two rooms in the pavilion are also already there father employees.”
“Tell him to sleep in the shed!”
“Hem, Yes. Since when did you become so much love to each other?” Looking at his nephew asked for understanding.
“Om, I really don't want to be in touch anymore with people who have something to do with Sofi. And it's not because of me alone, but because I want to take care of my wife's heart, my mother-in-law's heart and the people I've disappointed in the past.” Papar Mirza really meant it.
“Emang what does the bule have to do with Sofi? Is he just Sofi?”
“He's his ex-girlfriend Sofi! And she who impregnates Sofi keeps Sofi ngaku-ngu she's pregnant with my child!”
“Waaat?” Om Jaka suddenly glared at both eyes. “Be-real you? Se-seriously lu?” Om Jaka stammered so shocked.
“Baba bebe baba bebe, ngomomg real!” Ejek Mirza is upset. “Shocked right now?”
Om Jaka rubbed his face rough, leaning with a still incredulous look.
Beep it! Beep it!
Notification of the incoming message on his phone resuscitated Om Jaka from his neighborhood, sighing quietly after reading the contents of his message. “Hem, I have to go nih.” Said later. About Azad's friends I think again. Oya, I'm actually here to give you this.” Opening the sling bag that had been used earlier, then handed over a large envelope whose contents were quite thick.
Accept and look at the contents. “What is this money? So much?” Ask Mirza.
“Hire from Pak Karto. Itung first, everything is 100 million.”
“Ck, why not transfer anyway?” Frustrated, he pulled out a wad of money from inside the envelope.
“Pak Karto himself who gave chas to me this afternoon when I closed the store, so I stopped by here.”
“Pas!”
“Pas from where? Are you really a belom?” Om Jaka the sangsi.
“Ya made after ajalah, males also count. Thanks Om, you know if I need another diut.” Smile widely. “This windfall dede baby, Darling.” Grabbing Via's hand.
“Huu .. You were so angry, now you are grinning! I'm also tabok you used a money wig!” Omel Om Jaka, rise. “Ya I've unplugged it first deh.”
“Where are you Om? The food has not been consumed yet.” Tymphal Via's.
“For your men, my appetite so ilang.” Glancing at Mirza. “Gue want anterin si Ramzi, he said Sofi bosen in hotel want to go for a walk find wind.”
“Haish! I told you also do not deal again with Sofi.” Back to his Om.
“This is for humanity.” Reply Om Jaka then ngeloyor go.
Mirza did not take Omnya to the front, the look of his face still implies annoyance when previously had evaporated.
“Mas –“ Touching her husband's arm. “Mas said that he had made peace with the past, so why is Mas still upset if someone mentions Sofi?” Staring intensely at Mirza's two eyes.
“Mas just do not want later if mom already suman Sofi still here.” Mirza flat.
“But did Sofi just give birth, Mas? Her baby is also still in intensive care, she is unlikely to leave before the baby is completely healthy.”
“Ndon't know ah, Honey. I don't want to talk about him anymore.”
“Mas has really moved on from the past right?” Seeking earnestness from the eyes of the husband.
“Why are you doing that, honey? You doubt me?” Even back to asking. The two sat in deep.
Via knew her husband wasn't lying. “Be wise. My feelings are fine. About my mother, don't think too much. Toh Riri also already has Toni, there is no way she will move to another heart.”
Nodding while tucking a strand of Via's hair into his ear. “You're right Darling. Your husband is only worried that if you kiss him, he will act again by using Sofi.”
“Suami Sofi certainly will not stay silent, Mas. Throw away all your worries.”
Closer to himself then gave a brief kiss on the lips of the wife. “Still, Dear.”
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Om Jaka's move to the hotel lobby came to a halt when Ramzi called out to him. Om Jaka immediately turned around, it turned out Ramzi and Sofi were waiting for him there.
“Sorry yes, inconvenient Om Jaka.” Welcome Ramzi.
“Hem, if not because bini you who again need refreshing I males here nih.”
Rise up with a rather bland smile. “Padalaah I've told Brother Ram not to trouble Om Jaka.”
“I don't know the entertainment place in this city.” Ramzi defended himself.
“Entertainment place? Max night club?” Om Jaka was shocked. “Eh, Sofi. You're new abis gahirin, the time already want to spend at the night club? Crazy you base!” Sentak Om Jaka did not think.
“Emh, not ..., I mean place of entertainment, what is ... place to just sit back, we can relax while eating or .. “
“Oooh, that means?” Om Jaka's lips are rounded with mangosteen. “Lu where are you going? This is just a small town not as grand as Jakarta, if you find a place to hang out maybe yes the usual place is not too luxurious kayak in Jakarta.”
“Where to Om, the important thing is that I can refresh. To the park can also.” Sofi's Proposal.
“Buset! Why are you going to the mall-malem park, Sof? Want to play swing with kuntilanak?”
“City park Om! Not a tomb garden!” Upset Sofi.
“Iya, Om. It's also a nice park. We can kulineran while sitting around leisurely.” Ramzi agrees.
“My males, many buskers.” Reject Om Jaka, then he thought for a moment. “Aha! I know, go to the coffee shop! We leave with my car.” Rise directly ahead of the step out of the lobby without waiting for Sofi and Ramzi's answer.
In less than ten minutes they had arrived at the parking lot of the Nostalgic coffee shop. A waiter greeted them as soon as they entered the store.
“We're out, yeah, good soon air nih.” Taking the lead to take a seat in the outdoor area, Sofi and Ramzi immediately tailed.
“Please, Sir. The waiter handed out a menu list.
“Well, you choose all the same food drinks that you all want. This malem is me who treat.” Om Jaka took out a kretek cigarette from his shirt pocket. “All menus here are guaranteed to be tasty.” Imbuh Om Jaka, a cigarette is lit, the smoke is soaring in the air.
“Do not eat spicy yes, I'm afraid you have a stomachache.” Ramzi said attentively to Sofi.
Sofi nodded, then chose the food and drink menu she wanted. “Om Jaka want to eat what?” Sofi asked after she finished ordering food for herself and Ramzi.
“Gue espresso again, still full.”
“Good, please look forward to sir.” Said the waiter.
“EEh, bentar.” Om Jaka withhold. “Bos you there?”
“Mas Danar?” Ask the waiter.
“Iye, Danar Hadi Pramana. Get your boss over here. Say there are guests from far away to see.”
Although somewhat astonished, the servant was cuckooed as well. He left after a polite gesture.
“Om Jaka knows the same who has this place?” Ask Ramzi.
“Know. He's the boss Via first.”
“Via ever worked here?” Sofi curious.
“No, in his company he.”
Sofi frowned, although still wanted to know but he did not continue his kekepoannya. He prefers to enjoy the atmosphere of the store which turned out to be fun as well according to him. Seen by some visitors who just came and took a seat a little away from the place, Sofi continued to scan the entire store. The lights are lit, the swaying wave slowly blows cold air, the music from the mini stage, and much more. Sofi enjoyed.
“You shouldn't be wandering yet, Sof.” Om Jaka's words disturbed Sofi's observation.
“Why, Om?”
“Pan elu is still puerperium. If in my village, new women mengelahirin pamali kelayaban, let alone malem-malem like this.”
“I also said so, Om.” Timpal Ramzi's. “But he keeps whining, bored at the hotel he said.”
“You don't understand my feelings at all, brother. I always remember my baby staying at the hotel.” Lirih Sofi with a sad look. “As allowed, I also want to enter the NICU.” room
“You want to sleep on your incubator? Strange!” Om Jaka chuckled and then sucked back the cigarette on his two fingers. “Sorry yes Sof, I'm smoking nih.”
“Heem.”
Before long their food came along with Danar who also delivered their orders.
“Jeez, Danar. Elu emang super duper boss cool dah, want to go down directly to wait for visitors.” Praise Om Jaka with a big smile.
“Obviously Om, every day I also gini kok.” Pulling a chair next to Om Jaka.
“Suitable also you use apron barista, rather than wearing a tie same suit. Haha…. “Om also laughs wide until Danar laughs with him. “Eh, maap. Kidding, bro1” Patting slow shoulder Danar.
“I'm just fine, Om. This is my world now.” Smiling sweet, sweet to make Sofi melt.
“Oya Danar, know this Ramzi and Sofi his wife.” Om Jaka introduces Ramzi and Sofi to Danar. “They have me from Jakarta.”
Danar welcomed the friendly, once again Danar's smile made Sofi amazed.
“You're the boss Via?” The question just slid from Sofi's lips.
Instantly Danar was astonished, how could he know Via? Inner Danar.
“Oh, I told you earlier that Via had worked at your company.” Om Jaka explained as if hearing Danar's inner voice.
Danar. “That was before I resigned.”
“Danar is the only son of the owner of the hotel where you are staying. His parents were successful property entrepreneurs in the city. Not only that, his family business is everywhere. From start mini market, resort, pastry shop, and ..”
“Udah, Om. No need to be lebay.” Danar becomes unkind Om Jaka too praises the success of his adoptive parents.
“Originally you know, he was the CEO of one of his parents' companies, but instead preferred to be CEO of coffee shop” As if not satisfied Om Jaka continues to roar while laughing.
“Can aja.” Danar scratched his un-itchy temple while again smiling, and again like a successful magnet attracted Sofi's attention. Ramzi who realized that took the initiative to divert the topic of conversation.
“Are you married?”
Gluey!
Asked so, Danar spontaneously fell silent. Then shake with a thin smile.
“But.”
Danar.
“Oh, sorry. I did not mean ... “Ramzi paused his sentence because it realized it was a sensitive theme.
“It’s ok.”
“Yes already, spit eaten. Ntar cold rush youho.” Said Om Jaka turned off the cigarette butts in the ashtray then took his espress cup. “Gue step aside first yes, please enjoy dinner with you both.” Om Jaka rise. “Danar, me yok!”
The two of them took a seat some distance away from Ramzi's and sofi's table. Danar enthusiastically became a chatter friend for Om Jaka, he felt happy because he had not met Om Jaka for a long time. But only briefly his attention was stolen on a girl who had just come and went straight to the mini bar where Ari was busying himself there. The girl greeted Ari, they seemed to be chatting, Danar was curious what they were talking about.
“Danar, you dreadin I don't anyway?” Om Jaka makes Danar distract him.
“EEh, yes. Why Om?”
“Hem, you're wondering what the hell is it?” Om Jaka also saw the object that had become Danar's attention. “Oh, that chick huh? so cute is he. Sweet, cute and adorable kayak ball bekel.”
“Om Jaka is-there is. Girlhood is said to be like a bekel ball?” Danar heard it.
“Lah you pay attention to aja deh, the formation of a model girl is so sure the movement is agile and nimble to and fro like a bekel ball.”
Danar just shakes his head. “Previous om Jaka said what was it?”
“Which one is it? I forgot to see a beautiful girl.”
“Hem, I said the same Denaya expired Om Jaka.” Seloroh Danar's.
“Yah, don't dong.” Om Jaka was worried. “Oh, I was talking about your store. So the look is getting wider after being restored. Comfortable and funnier to hang out.”
“Alhamdullah if so, visitors also become more comfortable right Om?”
“Oh yes dong, I'm only at home.” Pinching his espress cup then sip the contents until the sticky brim so delicious, Danar just smiles at the behavior of Om Jaka who is always magical.
“Chelsi! This is matcha lattenya miss!”
Screaming Ari's voice successfully made Danar come to look.
“Oh, so his name is Chelsi?” Om Jaka Gumam. “Deketin school, contact.” Pumping while looking at Chelsi who stopped a step not far from their table.
“Yeah! Yes, until I forgot. You're sure I keep talking.” Chelsi's smile at Ari who was approaching brought her order matcha latte. “Maxly yes.”
“Heem, and this banana burns its cheese bonus for you.”
“Wah, if you buy drinks here dapet bonus yes?” Chelsi sparkled happily accepting it.
“Eits, but the bonus is not for just anyone. Just make someone special.” Ari with a smile of the pedenya.
“Ekhem!” Danar immediately cleared his throat a bit to make Chelsi and Ari turn towards him.
“Mas Danar?” Chelsi was surprised to see Danar there, even more surprising that Ari. He didn't expect Chlesi to know his boss.
Rise closer. “Ri, back to work there!” Danar's word to Ari amazes Chelsi.
“Huh, Mas Danar can't see anyone anymore.” Ari Gerrutu.
“Wait, wait. Mas Danar this .. “ Chelsi did not extend his sentence, he saw Danar and Ari alternately.
“Mas Danar owns this shop, my boss. Your satisfaction, Mas?” Ari pouted and then pulled away.
Chelsi is still in wonder mode, why Ari? How is he? His inner.
“Danar, invite him to sit here dong.” Call Om Jaka.
“Emh, sorry not rude. But I'm in a hurry.” Chelsi replied with a smile.
“Udah want to go home?” Ask Danar.
“Iya. I stopped by here to buy this, uh even given a bonus anyway.” Showing his favorite drink and cheese-baked banana.
“You like matcha?”
“Matcha latte, really likes.” Smile again.
“Other times I made it would be better than making Ari.”
“Oya?” Laughing but soon covering her mouth with her clenched fingers as soon as Danar noticed her. “Eh, Sorry Mas. Ok, next time I'll stop by again.”
“Asiiik, there are agreements nih.” Sela Om Jaka but pretending not to look at them, doc is busy playing his cigarette box.
“Nevent to be horrified, Om Jaka is the one.” Danar said a little slowly.
Rise up close while embracing Danar's shoulder. “Danar is a good boy, Chel.”
“Ih, Om Jaka do not need to know deh.”
“Chelsi isn't her name?” The Wonder of Om Jaka.
Chelsi nodded with a smile.
“Nah, tuh really said dia.”
“Iya, but Om Jaka do not have to play just ah ah. The effect will be familiar.” Danar is not too bad.
“Diem lu. I want to promote you again.” Om Om Jaka. “Nah Chel, where was it?” think briefly. “Oya, Danar is a good man. handsome, well-established, polite, diligent saving, bright future, hardworking, basically you will not be nyesel dah if you know more deket same him. Yes sukur-sukur can be more than that.”
“Anaan anyway, Om?” Glared sharply. “Chel, sorry yes.”
Chelsi was a little unwell. “Ngak papa's. Yes already, if so I'm sorry first yes.” immediately rotate the lagkah and pass.
“Om, haduh .. Om Jaka is really bad deh.” Danar was looking at her hair a little upset.
“All this I doain so you can actually move on from Via.”
JRENGJEAN!
Danar immediately looked in shock. So Om Jaka know if I have the same feeling Via? But how did he know? I never told anyone about my feelings.
“Hoy! Bengong aja lu!” Legan Danar. “Udah, I want to go back.” Going to Ramzi, Ramzi and Sofi's whiskers are also done with their dinner.
“Danar, we said yes.” Ramzi said to Danar who was approaching.
“Still the deal yes.” Om Jaka waved his hand and left the store first.
“Om, the guess was new time came Om Jaka deh who said we want to treat us? Why Danar even treat?” Sofi protest before entering the car.
“Udah no papa, the important thing you guys already full right?” Om Jaka cuek aja, he then began to drive his car out of the parking lot, while Danar was still busy with his own feelings. He really did not expect Om Jaka to know the secret of his heart.
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In the hotel room, finished cleaning up Sofi immediately greeted Ramzi's embrace from behind.
“Are you happy tonight?” Smelling the scent of the wife's body.
Wiggling slowly. “Lumayan.”
“Kok is good?”
“Ya keep I have to say what?”
“Sofia –“ turns her body straight facing her. “I want to say something to you.”
“Why did Brother Ram suddenly become serious like this?” Sofia is suspicious.
“We must open with each other, so that there are no more misunderstandings.”
“Mistake?” Sofi wonder.
“Listen, I don't like the way you looked at Danar last time in the store.”
JLB!
Ramzi's words went straight to the target.
“Emh, why .. why? Why did Brother Ram say so.” Sofi was a bit nervous, it turned out that her husband was very sensitive.
“Sofia, maybe you were a free woman. Who can at will spread the charm and easily date anyone, but now you are my wife. The bad thing is that you are my responsibility. We've agreed to change our bad attitude and behavior in the past. I ask, from this moment onwards, there can only be me the man you look at with your beautiful eyes.”
Ramzi's words are straightforward, clear and firm making Sofi instantly aware of his mistake.
“Kak Ram, I .. “
Pasting her index finger on her red lips. “Not to say anything. Just obey my orders as your husband. I do not accept defense, as long as I am right you must obey.”
Nodding like a child who is obedient to the words that are meant for him.
“Thank you, Sofia.” Grabbing the chin of the wife, kissing her lips, getting softer, more demanding and deeper full of pleasure until Sofi woke up and passed the kiss that began to heat up.
“Kak, I'm still in puerperium.” She lowered her face as if powerless to look at her husband's face.
“I know. And I will be patiently waiting.”
The cup!
Smacking a glimpse of his wife's forehead and embracing her towards the slapped king-size bed waving for an immediate stopover.
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visual bonus of Mas Danar's smile that makes melt
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one more bonus 😊
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Who is visual 🤩
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Neng Chelsi (not Chelsea) who said Om Jaka is cute, funny and adorable nimble to and fro like a bekel ball 😂😂
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