Belonging to Mr. Fridge Season 2
Who Is The Teaser?

Birds chirping and the sun was starting to shine. Caca woke up from his sleep, he had done his duty but chose to go back to sleep earlier.

"Morning, Mother!" greet Caca with Milda who is already on the bench and eating her bread.

"Morning, Honey. You're so nice, anyway?"

"Yes, Mother. Om Riki went to the gallery" replied Caca and sat down beside Milda, taking bread and applying it.

"Ca, you know if Riki is already engaged?" asked Milda looking fixedly at Caca. Caca who had been focused on his bread immediately stopped his activity interrupting the bread.

"Mother does not want you why-why for staying close to Riki, dear," continued Milda when she saw Caca did not open her voice.

I smiled and grabbed Mommy's hand, "Mother calm down, Caca knows the limits, really. Perhaps, this is the last time Caca met Om Riki. Anyway, we're not going alone with Om Farhan anyway."

"Mother hope you understand with Mother's anxiety, Mother does not want to see Mother's child stamped as a child that is not good just because of this."

I quickly nodded, understanding where Mother was going this time. If you look at it, it is true what Mother said.

If I was in the position of Aunt Diva, maybe I would be angry too when I found out that my fiance is still with another woman.

"Where are you going?" I looked at the Mother who got up from the chair.

"You go to the store, later if you're bored. You can come to the store."

"Okey, Mother!"

"Jude, you be careful later, yeah, on the way." Mother kissed the tip of my head covered with a veil.

"Yes, Mother. Mother too, yeah."

"Yes, Honey. Mother go, first. Assalamualaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam Mother."

After Mother's departure, I immediately finished breakfast. Seeing a dish that has not been washed immediately makes me reach for the cellphone.

I don't know why, I really like to clean the house while listening to music. It was like being amused and not feeling too tired.

Ht ...!

Ht ...!

The sound of knocking from the front of the door made me shocked, because the knock was so loud there was no slow at all.

"Start!" I shouted and wiped my hands and turned off the music, stepping forward to open the door.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask me and look at the person now in front of me.

"Gee ... Pest has come home, it turns out," said the person in front of me with his chest crossed.

"What's wrong? If nothing matters, then go. I have a lot of work to do" I replied, holding myself back from being emotionally provoked.

"Isn't he? What the hell is your job? Teasing people's future husbands, huh? Does it fit into the job list?" ask the person in a satirical tone.

"Nothing to talk about? Please go!" knock me and close the door immediately. However, he quickly held the door open.

"Currently, is this what you've been studying for 4 years? In fact, you have no manners!"

"Lu who has no manners, has not been expelled? Where's your face, anyway? Oh, yes, I forgot that you don't have a Aunt Diva's face" I said, pressing every sentence that came out of my mouth.

"Oh, huh? Which parable is the same as a teaser and ******? Worse you are like that."

I moved closer to his face with a smile, "Try to look in the mirror, even your clothes are arguably like teasers and ******!" I whispered a glance at him.

I closed the door as he digested or held back his anger at my words, not caring about him knocking and shouting at the door.

Homework is done at 9 am already by washing clothes, Diva's voice is no longer heard. Soon I peeked out of the glass window and right, he was gone.

Kusapu part of the terrace of the house so as not to be too dirty, when wanting to enter back into the sound of the horn mengangetikan me and undo my intention to go inside.

"Om Farhan?" I muttered as I saw the man get out of the car.

"Ca, are you ready?"

"Because it's a long way away."

"Oh, yaudah wait a minute. Caca took a quick shower, thirty minutes, Om," I said with a cry.

Farhan just shook his head, "Yaudah, I'm waiting in the car, yeah."

"Okay, Om." I immediately ran back into the house. Put the broom in place and rush to the bathroom to get ready.

White leather pants, black clothes and black hoods do not forget also black sling bags.

Feeling that everything was ready, I immediately came out of the house wearing white shoes. It's perfect in my opinion.

"Sorry, yes, Om for so long" I said and immediately sat in the front seat next to Om Farhan.

"Ehem!" someone who was behind me and made me look. It turns out there are already men with black sweaters, black jeans and white masks.

"Eh, um, what's here?" I'm with my body a little shifted.

"To the back of Cil! Why are you sitting next to Farhan?"

"I thought Om Riki didn't exist, just now."

"Jude, come here!" riki ordered by staring at the seat beside him that was still empty.

I got back down and got into the backseat, the car started coming out of the compound. I saw that Om Riki's house was sealed shut.

Looks like nobody's there, "Om sleeping where?"

"Apartment."

I just nodded and 'oh' ria, "Stop!" riki orders and gets Farhan to stop the car.

"What's up, sir?" tanya Farhan looked from the rearview mirror.

"Down!" he and Farhan immediately went down.

"You're ahead" he continued and I just followed.

"Well, why is it that Om is driving?" ask me when he changes seats and switches the steering wheel.

Om Farhan so behind and we in front, "Grandfather, occasionally. Farhan took the old car, "he said and only made Farhan throw his eyes away.

"Devil, tell me you don't want to go straight to the gallery" Farhan murmured in the street.

"What did you say Farhan?" riki asked who heard Farhan's words.

"Huh? I-I didn't say anything sir" Farhan replied.

"Hayo-hayo Om Farhan, hahaha. Instead, don't like talking about the guy in the back" said Caca, who frightened the man.

"Ck!" decak Riki who saw Farhan with a sharp gaze through the rearview mirror. While Farhan who saw that gaze immediately lowered his head.

I just laughed to see the two people in this car, "Om Farhan won't take his future wife, will you?" I teased her and stared at the empty chair beside her.

"I don't have a future wife, Ca," Farhan replied.

"Times, anyway?" manywould be surprised. There was no woman who was interested in Om Farhan. In fact, he's not very ugly, really.

"Yes, I want to focus on work first."

"Good, hell, good."

"But the neck!" satirize someone and make me look straight at his face.

"Where is that!" ketusku and our gazes met for a moment. I frowned as Om Riki's face no longer looked at me.

"That's why?" I asked who caught something.

"What?"