Pick up Time
Lastri and Lola
"Sir, last night there was a celebration of why not say it?", I asked Lastri.
"Oh my God, you should have said if you wanted to watch. Yes, I am not ready" replied Lastri.
"No connecting to the deck? Masmu this loh nanyain last night there is a wedding celebration kok ga say first. I'm coming, deck!".
"Oh, kirain mas ngajakin 'Netflix and Chill'. Usually the code is. It's a serious mode now, isn't it?".
"Oh my goodness, noon gini loh. I'm putting your deck on ajakin".
"Yes aja mas strong like Mr. Lurah Ali near your company is mas".
"Where to deck! There's all the process. However, the result is that we both enjoy! Let's be fair, hehe".
"What the hell mas, ngawur!".
"Hehehe, that is, if our efforts have a result, we should be grateful for the deck".
"Yes grateful to keep going, just continue to process, until I forget the same!", Lastri somewhat ketus reply.
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We intend to go to the obstetrician to check the presence of our long-missed baby. As a result, the journey on the bike today feels really tiring because it still holds the ego to apologize first.
"Dek, I'm jaluk sepuro yo. No kek'i money is ben iso tuku talc", I said while welding.
"Dih mas, opo anyway. Sampeyan sing dadi imam kok jaluk sepuro karo makmum. Lak I'm wrong yo must be wrong mas, mestine I sing nyepuro".
"Well? Ora's back on deck?".
Lastri pinched the bad fat on my waist (again and again). She smiled shyly while covering her face on my shoulder.
"Loh, mom! Mas! Mas! Stop gih! Iki raiku njeplak mas neng klambimu!".
"Yes All deck! Haha".
"Sir, so just check the content. I met his doctor. Tar I'll be offered again", my protest to Lastri, my beloved wife.
"Oh yeah, gini. We go to 3 sec°nds aja yes, do not buyin kelambi anyar".
"Emoh deck, dilapai deh. Tar stopped by the mosque sebrang aja, I also want 'update wudhu', already canceled deck, hehe".
"Loh why? Is that a waste of wind?".
"No deck, it was a wink, hehehehe".
"Loh, look what, huh?", Lastri rose blood.
"Hehehehe, there's a widow on that deck. It's not intentionally open the stall".
"Oh, that's it. It's not closed or what?".
"Don't deck, Kasian ain't got no husband".
"Yes Allaah sinned terribly!", Lastri continued the silent operation while continuing to tighten the pinch in the evil fat buried in my stomach.
"Mas, don't do it again! We are still on the road, afraid to meet things", said Lastri.
"Yes deck, so I reported to you earlier. If the report means valid apology".
"Well, yes, but I'm not fair because I see what is not haq".
"Well, right deck windfall, cook rejected? It's not on deck, hehe".
"Adudu, adudu, it hurts!", my stomach pinched Lastri again.
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On a peaceful and joyous journey, the trees swayed in friendship. The cool breeze in the afternoon this afternoon cooled our trip to the obstetrician, dr. Magnolia Diva, Sp.O.G.
Upon arrival at the parking lot, the creepy-faced parking attendant was not seen in his post.
"Sir, it looks like we're both safe".
"What do you mean?", asked Lastri.
"Tempo day there are the fathers of the serem here. Thank God, today is invisible".
Prit, prit, prit!
"Who? Mas, who is that?"
"Oh deck! Jan...".
"Hush! Saying mas!", Lastri reminded.
"Astaghfirullah, yes deck, yes", I said.
"Yes, come in!".
(Background music)
"Good morning sir, meet again with us at Jabal Kahf Clinic. Today feels amazingly bright. Please be advised sir, ma'am, the lights in this room have just been replaced".
Following the explanation, the receptionist behind the desk revealed some free services covered by BPJS and some other private insurance.
"Sir, there is a free one here?", I asked.
"Some, sit down, let's help explain".
(Duh Gusti, the sweetness of that smile.)
"Mas! Start again yes! Friday again! Friday again! Hm?".
(Oh baby! Caught again! Hicks!)
"Yes on deck, here pinch your cheeks from your stomach, it hurts!", I said to Lastri, my sweetest wife.
"Assalamu'alaikum!"
The fragrance was smelled and recalled in the memories of the past. Lol! Oh bad!
"Mas, why?", Lastri was astonished.
"Whoever deck, I want to go to heaven first. Uh uh, I mean, go to the toilet first deck".
"Yes there was a flick!", Lastri smiled briefly for a second.
I rushed to the toilet. At that time there was nothing I threw away, no pee, no pup.
"Safe, huft!".
(Geez, why is Lola here! Yesterday I brought here the result was negative.)
Sweat pouring with the wind sucked from the "exhaust" fan in the toilet.
Huft.