After Marriage
CHAPTER 145 - Feeling Hated

“Altar!!” pekik Alana while pushing the strong chest of the Altar which is right in front of her.

He managed to get away and the altar laughed out loud.

“Means don't lure me!” ketus Altar then after his laughter subsided, no need for answers Alana again, Altar immediately rushed back his motorbike and entered the courtyard of the house.

Leaving Alana who was grumbling in annoyance.

Since that day, Alana inhabited the Altar, not caring although repeatedly Sisil asked her to indulge with the future husband.

Until the weekend arrives.

Alsan and Alfat's family were invited to come to the Great's house.

Tonight this week, Agung and Aslan will tell everyone about the matchmaking between Alana and Altar.

Although they are not sure if the match is successful, they still hope a lot for the two children.

Alfath and Dinda along with their two sons Sisil and Akbar came first to the house of Agung. While Aslan and Kiran are waiting for Aydan who is still overtime working the group with his friends.

And when it was almost 8 pm, then Aydan went home. They all walked towards the Great House. From the beginning out of the house, Alana had already put on her disheveled face. Showing that he didn't like the show tonight.

Even Alana didn't put on the slightest bit of her face.

Only use white shirts and tight traning pants with white line accents on each side of those pants. Her hair was only tied to a ponytail, as long as.

“See Well, we like to bring 2 ruffles,” Kiran said as they all stood before the house of Agung.

It was not only Alana who did not make up for her, even Aydan seemed to not care about her appearance.  His face was shabby, even his clothes did not change after this day he was wearing for college.

Kiran had asked her son to take a bath and change his clothes, but Aydan refused.

He said if he entered the room he would not come out again.

Kiran, really furious at the two children, it feels like to pinch the ass of these two children.

“It's Mom, don't mind them,” Aslan replied as he hugged his wife's shoulder. Mekipun Kiran still put on his upset face.

Alana is lazy to decorate herself, because she does not want to look beautiful in the eyes of the Altar. While Aydan lazy shower, because he did not want to look handsome in the eyes of Sisil.

Chequek!

The door opened, and the one who opened it was Sisil, he immediately greeted Aslan and Kiran politely, kissing the back of his right hand both.

Then hugged Alana tightly while glancing at the pujaan

hearts.

“Mas Aydan just got home from college huh?” sisil and Aydan asked only by nodding his head.

But like that, Sisil was happy not to play.

They all entered and immediately gathered in the back garden, making a barbeque menu for their dinner this time.

Altar who saw the arrival of alana with such an appearance even smiled a little, he actually really liked the appearance of Alana like this. Than thick dance.

The parents were sitting close together and the children were busy grilling some meat and vegetables that had been skewered.

Alana and Sisil approached Akbar and the Altar, followed by Aydan.

“Beyond, let me be the same as a baked sisil, Just so soon doang time that ngerjain 5 people,” said Alana, typical with her tone taut. Very similar to the young Kiran.

“Don't both dong, threesome huh? Same mas Aydan too,” bargained Sisil while glancing at the name of the person he just called.

“Hii, ogah, mas Aydan has not yet bathed Sil, look, his face is still oily so, huwek! I did not imagine how the smell of his armpits,” replied Alana quickly, complete with a disgust shudder style.

Instead of being upset, Aydan was even happy when he heard his sister vilify him.

How can I make Sisil stay away from me, God?’ ask Aydan to God, ask in your heart.

“Ayo Mas, let's just sit down,” bring the Altar on Aydan and Akbar.

Finally they decided to sit near the roasting, not joining the parents who prefer to sit in one of the long gazebos.

“You said Aydan didn't shower, did you shower?” ask sisil to his best friend when near the roasting there are only the two of them.

Alana did not immediately answer, first looking intently at the friend. Instead of being afraid, Sisil chuckled.

Asik chuckled, Sisil accidentally touched the hot roaster using his fingers. Until he screams in shock.

My brother, Akbar approached.

“Why deck?” akbar asked the sister, worried.

“It's okay Mas, not blistering really, I'm just shocked,” replied Sisil honestly, while showing the fingers of his right hand that is fine.

“Means if you know whatever it is focus. Not laughing continues.”

Sisil, even ended up being scolded by his brother.

“Sit there, let me accompany Alana,” Akbar said directly with his gaze that turned sharp.

With a thud, Sisil finally complied, sitting in the seat next to the Altar and facing directly with Aydan.

Leaving Alana and Akbar grilling the meat.

“give me,” said Akbar, asking for some meat skewers in Alana's hands.

“I can kok Mas, Mas bake that's it,” replied Alana while pointing at the plate of meat that has not been baked.

And Akbar just nodded his head.

While grilling, the two of them engaged in various chats. Akbar repeatedly asked how the school Alana and Sisil, let alone soon they will hold a class examination.

They continued to talk, until Akbar asked one thing that made Alana feel uncomfortable.

“So you and the Altar in a matchmaker?” akbar asked, glancing at the glance of Alana who was standing beside him.

Looking at Alana's face that suddenly became moody.

“Why, don't you like that matchmaking?” guess Akbar and Alana are still faithfully unmoved.

“If you refuse, just say, I'm sure Aslan and Om the Great will not force you to marry. I think they only hope that you and the Altar can be together,” Akbar explained again, returning

focus on grilling meat.

The last meat they had to roast.

“If the betrothed I was Akbar mas, I would definitely not refuse,” said Alana suddenly, joking because she wanted to melt the atmosphere. I don't want to talk about the altar.

Hearing that akbar smiled, then automatically one of his hands rattled Alana's hair with anxiety.

“Sorry yes, but I will refuse, because I already have a lover,” Akbar replied lying, just want to serve Alana's joke.

“Really? Then I will make Mas Akbar love me and finally we get married,” reply Alana and laugh out loud.

Laughter that makes Akbar laugh too.

Not with the altar back there.

Seeing Alana and Akbar laughing, he even felt hate, Altar even to the point of clenching

hand strong.