
Balinese....
Laura closed her flower shop when it was late afternoon, the store was only open in the morning until 5 pm. Her growing pregnancy makes Laura not want to take the risk, however the baby is her only family she will have.
"Lia you don't want to come with me?" Laura stood behind Amalia who was still locking the door.
"No, tonight there's an event at home." He said checking that the door was completely locked.
"What way? you want to get married?"laura's staring looked at the girl in front of her.
Amalia chuckled wide, "It can be in the gorok I'm the same brother Arman if you dare to marry young." He said while holding out the key.
"Emm, I don't really understand Amalia. But if I could come, what could I do?" Laura seemed to want to know a lot about the lives of the people here. The culture may not be so far away but there are customs that Laura may not yet know.
"By dong, I'll meet my mother." Amalia smiled happily.
"Well, let's go home and we'll go together." Amalia nodded and followed Laura home.
After opening a flower shop, Laura bought a simple house that was not big and not small, but was so comfortable for her to live in, Laura also told people to come clean her house once every two days, she said, so that he is not too tired, for fear of something happening with the content.
After preparing Laura to go to Amalia's house, the two ride Amalia's vehicle back and forth on a motorbike.The afternoon wind makes Laura so happy, she never felt this atmosphere, she never felt like this, after work, Laura spends time at home.
"Later on loan pasmina ya Ma'am, ngak papa right." Amalia put her bike next to the house.
"No papa, I'll come with you anyway." Laura smile.
Amalia said, if the house there is a prayer sending the death of the father, and the family Amalia is a different Muslim family with Laura who is a foreign immigrant.
"Yes. Come on Ma'am come in. I'm familiar with Arman's mother and sister." Amalia held Laura's hand to bring her in.
"Assalamualaikum, my most beautiful mother!"
The sound of the Amalia plate managed to make someone come out from inside and see his sister who was smiling widely.
"If you go home can say hello do not need to be more..!" Ketus a man who stared at his sister's slingshot.
"Oh, Arman Maulana's most handsome brother, answer the greeting first just nag!"
The man named Arman opened his eyes, until his gaze pointed at the figure standing behind his sister without being clearly seen.
"Who are you bringing Lia?" Arman asked while choking on the chest.
"Ehh forgot to bring the boss, hehe." Amalia shifted her body, and saw the figure of a beautiful woman with a slightly large stomach.
"Mr Laura, the boss I've been telling you about."
Laura nodded, with her head lowered slightly.
"Bak is my fierce brother, so no one wants to be with him." Amalia's whisper but Arman can still be heard clearly.
"Ck, you are indeed Lia's ungodly sister." Arman's annoyance made Amalia laugh.
"Good afternoon, sorry I wanted to join Amalia." Laura said.
"Hm, please. Lia big brother wants to go to the stall, I'm still out for a while." Arman said as he passed away through the side door.
"My sister is so happy, she doesn't want to get along with people" Amalia invited Laura inside.
"Why?" ask Laura who is kepo.
"I don't know, like an allergy is the same as a woman, eat it never heard brother Arman has a girl."
"Where's Lia going to be stacked?" laura asked while staring at some cakes she had never seen let alone felt the taste.
"Later to mbak, wait for the mother at the most place sir ustad!" Amalia cried from the room.
"Lia couldn't ask for anything? I think I want to eat." Laura rubbed the corner of her wet lips for wanting the cake in front of her.
"Take it, no one is forbidden!"
Laura's hand was stretched out on a cake that was uniquely shaped, like a round and jagged plate, in the middle of it like there was a fla that smelled appetizing.
"That's called a milk pie, a typical snack here!"
The baritone sound behind made Laura flinch, almost dropping the milk pie she picked up.
"Em, I'm sorry I suddenly wanted this cake." Tweet Laura.
Arman walked over, grabbed a plate and placed it on the table.
"Eat it, she says pregnant women like to crave and want food to be seen." Arman thrust the plate he had filled with some pie on top of it to Laura.
"This is it, it doesn't take much." Laura refused.
"Later your baby will have an affair,"
"Eleeh mode!"
Amalia's voice in the doorway made Arman snort in annoyance. Laura could only stare at the two with a frown.
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"I didn't expect you'd come this fast Celine,"
"I just need proof in front of my eyes, if you're wrong then there'll be no mercy for you Andrew!" Celine's lyrics are cynical.
The man named Andrew could only chuckle, his hands embracing Celine's shoulders with his charming smile.
"I can't possibly give you false information, and I don't want to long for long" Andrew put his face close to Celine's.
"Your job isn't done yet, I don't want to see that baby born if she's really pregnant with Jimmy's child." Celine pushed the chest of Andrew's field that almost kissed her.
Andrew gave a rough sigh, his face sour.
"What did you expect? Just let that woman get pregnant and give birth to Jimmy couldn't possibly look for her, right?"
Celine stared intently at Andrew, "You fool! If the baby is born then I will lose Jimmy, I don't want Jimmy to leave me and choose a woman****** that can give birth to his child!" Annoyed Celine with glittering eyes of anger.
"Oh Celine, I can accept you without seeing your flaws." Andrew cupped Celine's face looking at him tastefully.
"Unfortunately you're not Jimmy Andrew, I just want Jimmy by my side!!"
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