TELL LAURA I LOVE HER
MAS NURUT MADAM AJA
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With much force, Wulan chooses the shoes, bags and clothes that August points to. If Mukena and the Qur'an he need not be forced. Turn make up he was confused because he never used a lot of makeup equipment other than hand body, deodorant, perfume, powder and lipstick. He doesn't use any other equipment.
“Enough Yes Mas. I don't wear anything else. I could have expired that thing I wouldn't have used. ‘Kan Mubazir,” Wulan rejects all offered.
“Ya already, we buy household appliances yes. The plan is starting Monday Mas will sleep in our house. So it must be complete everything,” August also understands his future wife does not want him to buy something that is not needed.
The first August bought at the mall was electronic goods. He bought a big-screen TV, refrigerator, washing machine, stove, micro wave, blender, majic jar, iron and dispenser.
While Wulan choose the contents of the kitchen such as pots, pans, boilers, plates, cups, wipes, brooms, mops to serve plates and vegetable bowls. A lot of stuff he didn't buy when shopping for his uncle some time ago.
“I wait all tomorrow morning yes,” pinta August when membarwarn all that. Tomorrow Yudha will tell standby at his house to receive goods. While he dropped off and picked up Wulan from college and took care of the letter to KUA.
Now lives the bed, wardrobe and living room sofa as well as the dining table. Before buying household ingredients such as rice to soap.
“Mas. Do you want to fill all the rooms? Not just our bedroom?” ask Wulan.
“You how?” August wants to know what Wulan's will is. He could fill all the rooms. But he was afraid of being wrong if he immediately bought for all the rooms. He wanted to always have a decisive discussion of anything in his household. He doesn't want to be selfish. The house they woke up together. He's not alone.
“Fill the main room first yes Mas. Other rooms later,” pinta Wulan.
“Mas nurut maam aja,” sahut August while gently hugging the shoulder of his future wife. Not to forget he kissed Wulan's forehead which was still a bit stiff received his treatment.
Because the living room and the main room are cream, then Wulan and August agreed they use original teak furniture only. Both the bed, wardrobe, dining table and their living room chairs.
So Wulan and August had yet to fill two rooms other than the master room and maid room. “Yank, if the maid room we fill soon yes. Mas do not want you alone when working,” August reminds Wulan about friends for his future wife during her flight.
“If Mas flies, I stay in a home how?” ask Wulan. He was very comfortable living in that orphanage. In the warm family.
“For the beginning of our marriage, you can still stay at home while working. But if your content is getting bigger, it should be at home huh?” August bids Wulan's request.
“Even if you are already pregnant is better to replace Mas. Many people. There was a car and close to the midwife I used to check first,” Wulan explained why she still wanted to be replaced.
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“You bought another one not Honey?” ask Ilyas. Since in the playground earlier the female figure who had captured his heart was silent a thousand languages. Namira only talks and jokes with Nindi without answering her words at all.
“Tea Satisfy?” namira asked her nephew, whom she now considers her eldest daughter.
“Iyaaaaahh, satisfied bangeeeet. Tomorrow, tomorrow again, Bund,” Nindi replied with a stingy breath because he was tired of playing.
“Bby. Later on Teteh holiday, or fitting Mother shopping here we can play again,” said Namira softly. She held her little daughter while carrying the sleeping Ilham. Ilyas asked Ilham he was fat but Namira considered useless because until the car must also be he who holds Ilham because Ilyas hanrus drove the car.
“Don't cuddle up dong,” Ilyas hugs Namira's shoulder. He whispered in the woman's ear. He steals a kiss on Namira's temple while walking.
But Namira was still silent. “Sorry Dad dong Bund. Dad why does koq Bunda cram up like this?” Ilyas has yet to realize why Namira suddenly shut up.
“Let's lunch first huh? In MCD, let's be happy.” Ilyas tries to take Namira to lunch. If only the two of them would not choose a place to eat fried chicken with clown logo.
“Teteh want to eat at home or here?” ask Namira. He wanted Nindi to decide.
“Home alone. Teteh want to watch TV,” replied Nindi. The holiday is indeed Nindi prefers to watch various cartoons from outdoor TV because at home using parabola. Only holidays he was allowed free viewing by Namira the mother.
Ilyas couldn't force it if Nindi had made such a decision. With a heavy heart he followed Namira to the parking floor where his car was.
“Forgive me please,” back Ilyas whispered while opening Namira car door. He steals the kiss back on the peermpuan's cheek.
“Not to think about. Dad is not wrong koq,” replied Namira before she lowered her body to get in the car.
“Have Tea?” Ilyas asked Nindi. The little girl was sitting in the back seat. Ilyas locked the car door using a central lock.
“If Dad is not wrong why has Mother been silent since? Why all the groceries Mother who paid?” ask Ilyas while driving his car. He turned on the children's music for Nindi.
Until Namira's house remained silent and Ilyas could not continue to insist on asking for answers because there was Nindi in the car. Namira immediately laid Ilham to the baby box in his room so that when the kingpin woke up he did not fall because his hero now began to be able to go back and forth even though he had not crawled. Still pulling his body. Like tenacious Nindi said.
Without wasting time Namira immediately cleaned herself and changed house clothes. He'll be cooking for lunch soon.
“Lho, koq is neat Bik?” apparently the aunt had even arranged lunch at the table. There is clear katuk mixed with sweet corn and squash. Fried tempeh and tofu and sauteed young corn mixed with chicken and green pepper.
“Hehe, there was no one. Bibik is confused about what. Yes already cooked,” replied bibik with additional letter H behind the word. Most Sundanese people are like that.