Beautiful Wedding Imperfect
Sharp Fizz

After three days of participating in the Dhika mas saw a wild race that took place every night to follow the run with heart palpitations due to the pamong pamong praja patrol I began to complain about his behavior that began to be provoked to take part in the race when testing the bike by bergebernya with in the workshop while styling like a racer while trying to overtake his partner with the body bent.

“Risha will return to Jogja if you secretly leave the house continue to follow the tracks!” threaten me while pointing the key ten in front of him.

“Risha will complain to in-laws to get scolded! Then Risha does not want to tease mas anymore, no one is wearing a nightgown that makes Risha look like a tofu netted in a thin cloth!”

Mas Dhika grinned while turning off the motor outlet. He cleared his throat as he got off the bike and grabbed the ten keys I was holding.

“No one told you to wear thin and sexy nightgowns my dear Risha, no.” Mas Dhika shook her head with a wry face. “Gue does not tell and if you don't want no more problems, I'm dealing with you instead. Coldness, often in mosquito bites, feeling embarrassed... Continue..”

But...

I poked my lips while turning around. Pass through a pile of new tires and oil racks to the outside of the workshop.

“I just want to make you feel good, feel loved, loved, have personal entertainment instead of looking at other girls!” gertutuku.

Mas Dhika threw the key ten into the other key pile until it made a loud noise.

“Sha... Risha.” called her while chasing me with lame and careful steps. “Sha, baby! Stop!” he said with a firm tone.

I stopped and ruffled my waist. “Never race, not race! No, I can't live without you!” said seriously.

Mas Dhika hugged me from behind then rubbed my stomach gently. “I'm just a style, not obsessed anymore, Risha.”

“Bene, really? This is part of my cravings, you have to obey me!”

“I'm sure I can, Risha. I can't see the race. Racing is part of my world, because racing makes me more alive and vibrant.”

I'm throttling. “Kalo just see I won't ban!”

”Still. But do you give permission to our sweet child to become a racer? Minimal small time so push bike racer that?”

I exhaled while nodding. “Originally you are a sporty father and husband. Can-can aja.”

“You mean?” Mas Dhika rested her head on my shoulder. “Sportive how?”

I cut my lower lip while looking. I hesitated to say it or not. But yes, I still say I'm serious. “You have time for me, not just for our sweet boy and your workshop.”

“Tar..” Mas Dhika moved in front of me and cupped both of my cheeks. He looked at me while winking. “I mean I have to be fair is that between you and our son?”

“He'em. I'm sure Dhika mas must be very dear to my sweet child keeps forgetting the same me. You are abai.”

Mas Dhika gave a laugh while leaning her body, she softly covered my lips. The lips feel like oil or indeed the aroma scattered here is just the smell of oil and motor smoke.

Mas Dhika pulled herself up and smiled sweetly. “No way I forgot about you, Sha. I need you forever to perfect me.”

“Ber mas just need me to doang to perfect myself? Don't need me because you love me so much?”

Mas Dhika looked dumbfounded then glanced to the left right as if hesitant to respond to me.

“Hi.” Mas Dhika grimaced. “Speaking love feels ticklish, Sha. I want to say love to you for the first time. Amused, deg-degan.” Mas Dhika again chuckled as she grabbed my hand and knelt down.

“Yes Allah, is of this age speaking of love. Forgive dah. But I want to tell you. Significant. Listen first.”

I tried to take his hand off, but Dhika still clasped it with half a maksa.

“Gue wants to say something to you, you don't have to be so smart. It's my hands not unclean ya.”

I was shocked to hear that, it was Dhika's words before shooting me on the side of the road!

“Ya, by the way, but don't need gini. I'm ashamed, Dhik! You are doing it anyway.” I am nervous and annoyed.

“Gue likes you to be mad at me, Sha. I like you too. I fell in love.”

I snorted and grabbed my hand quickly while hiding it behind my body. “Then I told you so here, no other place what? No shame on you!”

“You're at a cafe near school what's KFC?” hold it while standing. He looks excited. “But you accept me right? I want you to be my girlfriend.” Mas Dhika grinned.

“I don't love you.” I said honestly. “I can't accept.”

Mas Dhika at that time frowned badly, he grabbed his helmet that was hanging in the rearview motorbike.

“Yes I've taken you home now and missed my words just now.” he said lethargic.

I grunt while holding her. ”Kalo love why not try again, like your prayers, do not want more effort.” I called out and got on the bike.

“Buyin chicken, ntar skin you love to me all. You just talked again but don't hold my hand!”

In the present time, Mas Dhika gave a smile of understanding and then took me to a fast food chicken shop after buying a red rose nine petals.

Proudly he gave it to me in the middle of the bustling atmosphere of a fast-food fried chicken diner.

“I need you because I love you so much, Sha... I will do anything for you including giving my fried chicken completely to you all the way to the bones.” said mas Dhika while handing him his fried chicken.

I was not comforted because after giving it to me, Dhika bought it again with the addition of burgers and spaghetti.

”Kalo I used to not be able to buy three servings, now, love is the second portion after meals and daily necessities, Sha. No need to be jealous of your own child. Strange you are! Still in doubt with this love.”

I slide the spaghetti and the burger in front of me. ”Kalo so you already understand the daily needs and my eating increased? So no need to protest yours I ate!”

“For the sake of joint welfare, mas Dhika mah recompense only, Sha. Sok atuh at Risha's meal. Let it be full, let's not get angry.”

I hissed sharply and hit her forehead with the red rose she gave.

“Say love doang what difficult, even bother like this and get everywhere! Basic male ego does not change.” as I cried while feeding him spaghetti and burger until it runs out. Until he burps because he is full and happy.

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