
"Ahh, this, what, I thought of what Mr. Riki said earlier, about the honeymoon was loh mas," replied Sukma lying.
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"Haha, where are you going for your honeymoon? Hmmmm? Try to say the same to me," said the future husband.
"Hmmmm if I go where you come from" replied Sukma who was not interested in the conversation.
The next morning, Sukma still went to work as usual. It was very, very. In the office, Sukma who was busy working suddenly called to Riky's room. At first Sukma felt heavy, because he knew the purpose and purpose of Riky calling him to his room.
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"Come in" answered Riky, who knew who was knocking on her door.
Sukma slowly opened the door and entered the room of his superior. Upon arrival, Sukma and Riky become involved in silence for a while until Sukma starts to open his voice.
"Sorry sir, if no one wants to talk about it, I'm sorry to go back to my place, sir" Sukma said, causing Riky to stop his activities.
"Sit there and do not go anywhere Sukma. Just wait a minute," replied Riky and continued her work.
'What is this really about? Why is Mr Riky acting so strange?' the inner Sukma follows the will of the superior.
"Sukma," called Riky suddenly.
"Well, can I help you, sir?" sukma answered back asking.
"Look, honestly I hooked my heart once when I saw your intimacy with your future husband. I know this doesn't sound reasonable. But... That's the reality" said Riky made Sukma a little stunned.
"Sukma," called Riky again as Sukma spoke up.
"Yes sir, what's wrong?" answer Sukma again.
"Are you sure you want to marry that guy?" asked Riky this time managed to make Sukma frown.
"Why sir?" tanya Sukma started talking.
"I'm sorry Sukma, but in my judgment as a fellow man, your future husband is not a good person. I saw something that was being hidden by your future husband. Before it's too late, please think again about marrying her," Riky said, provoking Sukma's emotions. The beautiful woman does not accept if there is someone who vilifies her future husband.
"Stop sir. I'm sorry sir, that father is just my boss in this office. So, I ask the same father, do not interfere too far in my personal affairs. My husband-to-be has been dating for a long time. So I know what my future husband is like. If no one wants to talk about it anymore, I'm sorry" replied Sukma then left the room of his superior.
"Sukma," called Riky but Sukma ignored him completely.
"Hhhhhhh, I'm just afraid that you will get hurt and regret Sukma," muttered Riky sighing harshly.
Outside the room, Sukma looks really upset with Riky's attitude which is too far into his personal life.
At the same time, Sukma's phone rang.
"Mas HAkim" muttered Sukma and raised the call from her future husband.
"Hello mas," replied Sukma with sumringah as usual.
"Hello darling. I just want to tell you that my parents will come after Magrib later. Did you tell me you and mom?" the Judge said that made Sukma cheerful again
"Oh, you calm down. I will pass the same on to my two parents. Yes, I closed the call first. I'll have a meeting in a few minutes" the judge replied, then turned off the call.
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"Hopefully Sukma and his family do not suspect that I am using a fake parent" murmured Hakim who is currently in his office.
Today, Sukma asked for permission to return home quickly. After getting permission, Sukma rushed out of the office..
Before returning home, Sukma was asked to stop by a meatball stall by Murni, his mother. He was asked to help close his meatball stall.
"Mom" called Sukma to greet the hand of the woman who had given birth to him.
"Sukma, you've come home son," said Murni rubbed his daughter's head.
"Already mom. You want to close now?" asked Sukma while circulating his gaze around the kiosk of the mother who still has visitors.
"The plan is so, but there are still some customers who eat. You just clean it up as best you can. We'll just close it. I'll go to the toilet for a second" replied the middle-aged woman.
"Ok, but, I want to eat mom's meatballs first. Very hungry ma'am I her," replied Sukma grinned.
"Hehe, yes, yes. Take it yourself but yes. I can't stand going to the restroom anymore" Pure replied and hurried away.
When Sukma was eating meatballs in his mouth, suddenly the Judge came and sat down before him. Sontak, Sukma was shocked by the presence of her future husband.
"Mas Judge. You want me to be surprised," Sukma steam and then drink a glass of water.
"I'm sorry, honey. You're tumben, where are you here?" ask the Judge while eating a small meatball in the bowl of Sukma.
"Yes, I called to help close the stall. Mother said the employee was sick and did not come in today" replied Sukma as he chewed the meatballs.
"What are you doing here yourself?" ask Sukma back.
"I? Inhere? Yes make your name, my special lady," Magistrate's dreadlocks made Sukma's cheeks red with embarrassment.
"Apaan the mas. Don't mussle. Do you know where I'd come from if I was here? Mom who told you?" ask Sukma curious.
"Haha, yes, no. I know it myself.
My mind says that if you're here, then I've stolen the time to come here, and it turns out, my angel is sitting sweetly with his bowl of super-spicy meatballs," said Judge gombal.
"Apaan the mas. Don't keep fighting. Let's be honest with me, you know where I'm from?" ask Sukma curious.
"I swear it, baby. I know for myself. Feeling that is it.
Kao you don't believe, yes you do" replied Judge Manyun.
"Apaan the hell mas You kok sambok ih," Sukma replied laughing.
Sukma did not know if the Judge was to the stall of the mother every day. Purely memorized the hours of the Judge's visit rushed to the bathroom so that there would be no problems later.
After the stall closed, the Judge returned to his office and Sukma and his mother also returned home. Today is a very special day for Sukma. The problem is, today he will be formally applied by the Judge.
Sukma did not know, if those who came to propose were parents who were paid by the prospective husband.