THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
NAUSEA BECAUSE …
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"Hubyyyy .. "creep Farah keqi. I'm not pregnant," Farah put on her pouting face.
"Lhaaaa .. Assuming I you complain of nausea yes definitely because of my plane work,” reply Jhon unconsciously made Farah upset.
"I'm nauseous because of the smell of asep. I was curious to cook in the kitchen with firewood,” replied Farah.
"Huuuu .. I guess because there is a small Jhon in your stomach,” reply Jhon. She was actually expecting to have children soon. But the Princess who has been injecting since last month has not been pregnant.
“May we quickly be given a baby,” reply Farah. She understood her husband's wishes. They even started to prepare. Since last week Farah has been drinking milk pregnant women. It was to prepare her body to receive a pregnancy.
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"Tonight everyone gathered at the main house owned by Mr. Cokro. There's mr. kiyai there. The purpose of gathering is to give thanks for the event they held successfully without obstacles.
That's why Mr. Cokro called kiyai to lead the prayer. This is the first event of the ghostly Cokro sir. Naturally he wanted the event yesterday to be made as lively as possible.
"Aaaamiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiin,” everyone present said aamiiin for the closing of this prayer.
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"Jhon," Jhon this morning had just returned from a flight to Ausie when he was called by Ridwan a close friend of his on the airline.
Ridwan is not a fellow pilot. He served in the aviation administration. Regularly take care of the flight schedule of the pilot and his team.
"There's no good news for you" Ridwan said.
"What's wrong?" ask John. The dashing pilot was still tired just finished giving his flight report.
"There are rumors that you are*leaven* or kebo gathering," said Ridwan slowly.
"Where's the problem?" ask John.
"Aren't there a lot of friends like that and there's no ban?" ask Jhon again.
"There is no prohibition because it is personal behavior, but if for you it will impact," said Ridwan again.
"Because it will affect the condition of your assessment as the best pilot," said Ridwan.
"I don't have the same heart as you" continued Ridwan again.
"I'm not the best pilot I don't care. I just don't like it. Why would anyone spread such fake news? Who spread it, just like me!"
"Jabanin cave!" with the style of his premonition Jhon passed.
Anyone would not like it when smeared because something is not good and what John thinks is what if it carries the name of his in-laws and his wife.
Although still tired he went directly to the HRD. I don't know why yesterday before leaving to fly he was idly carrying his original marriage certificate.
Tumben-tumbenan, somehow feeling maybe he also did not understand the reason for his actions yesterday.
It was still 05:00 when John entered the HRD room.
"Good morning, Capt. Can I help you?" Ask a staff member who was on duty that morning.
"What time is the manager coming today?" John did not answer back to asking.
"The new manager will be coming soon for his morning duty" the officer replied.
'*I came home late Beib*,' Jhon gave a message. He did not want his wife to hear his angry voice.
'*Why*,' asked Farah she was also strange her husband had arrived at koq airport instead just send a message. Not like I usually call him. Because it's morning and Saturday. Farah knew that Jhon when he arrived could speak immediately. Not sending a message.
'*There are a few files I need to clear, so I'm waiting for the HRD manager. Now there is only the HRD staff just*.'
'*Cautiously*,' Farah replied. She did not want her husband to be distracted by her protests
The manager came shortly. Apparently he came by at 05:30 in the morning. He should have gone to work at six in the morning
"Wah tumben. What's up, Capt?" friendly greeting HRD Manager named Jumhari.
"There needs to be a little. Sorry to interrupt early in the morning" replied John.
"Yes what's wrong?"
"Don't you sit down?" ask John. He doesn't feel good the manager hasn't sat down.
"oh yes for a moment I put my briefcase first" replied Jumhari..
"How can I help you?" Jumhari spoke kindly.
"I just arrived this morning at 04:00" replied John.
"I heard rumors that I was said to be gathering kebo" John said.
"I don't care about that problem. I don't care my problem for the selection of the best pilot. I don't care about all that! I just care about how society views my in-laws and my wife" John says.
"Lho are you married?" Jumhari asked.
Without answering with words Jhon immediately put his marriage book rather loudly on the HRD table.
"You see when I'm married" John said.
"Three months, HRD replied.
"Yes the new prescription will be held next month so I never report."
"Right now I'm telling you, it's nothing. I don't want any noise outside. I'm married so please help you understand my position. I don't want my parents-in-law and my wife to break their names they're not random people" replied Jhon.
John showed me pictures of his wedding procession.
"You're his son-in-law Mr Farhat Basalamah?" tanya Jumhari was stifled to see who Jhon's father-in-law was.
"That's why I didn't want to expose before the reception" John replied.
"I'm sorry" she said goodbye and before leaving she picked up her wedding book at the table.
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