CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
Dream Mantu

So the story that day also Mas Patricia directly contact their showroom branch in Malang to make car orders gondrong crocodile. Mothers of the same father were clearly shocked when the showroom people dressed neatly came to the house.

The father who opened the door immediately whined, because already ketar ketir felt never credit the vehicle especially expensive as it now nangkring gallant in his yard.

Cars and showroom people enter through another road because if the other lane can not be passed by the car. But from the other line, it just so happens. Well, the residents of the riot alley directly on the scene saw the car stop in front of the house of his father and mother Dara.

They think the two couples who never fight, Eh never fight but at least the surrounding father mispurchased kitchen spices, like when the father was told to buy pepper he bought coriander, he bought coriander, once doang fightnya never anything else especially about the actor, far away, well back again to the neighbors who in kepo, they think the same father I won the lottery.

So they started to get busy in front of the house. There is a pretentious page when there is no garbage at all in front of his house. The pretentious sun clothes even though it will soon rain. The cup on standby horrifies what else is said by showroom people and the same father mother.

"Sorry, I don't take credit for that car. Maybe the address was wrong?" The father said as he looked at the car that glittered in the twilight. While mom is just as confused.

"Oh no, sir. Is this really his parents' second home, Mommy Dara?" tanya Mas Showroom is very handsome like Ariel Noah.

"Lha, that's my son. Isn't it Miya Andara, Mas?" ask you to ask for certainty from Mas Showroom related to the name of the sender of the car.

The Showroom nodded.

"Really Sir. This is the car that my mom and dad bought. Today this afternoon, buy cash Pak not credit." said Mas Showroom.

Father and Mother looked at him for a moment. They were both confused but then both flinched.

"Is this a real thing, Mom?"

"Mother and Father. Now we can ask for a signature as proof that the car has arrived here, sir, ma'am."

I signed with doubt. But then finally established also the signature of the father who is not very clear shape that is important there is a circle of rectangles the same middle line so already artistic it seems according to the father.

"This is the key to the car and the letter says yes, sir. Hope you like the car from our shop, sir. Hopefully later buy again." said Mas Showroom before leaving the house. You yourself have been shocked to hear the word buy again from the showroom mas just now.

"Yes, sir, buy a car, buy fried beans. Abis buy it again." Ibuk giggled amusedly mimicking the words mas showroom earlier.

"But, why anyway, Buk. Dara pack events buy cars everything. I'm not good with Nak Bagas. Oh my goodness ... " You are not feeling good on your own while mom just nods her approving sign. Even with this car, the activities of fathers and mothers who like to visit your home so much easier, they still do not feel good for your daughter-in-law.

"Call for a call, sir. We want to say thank you to Dara and Nak Bagas as well." suggested ibuk that immediately approved by the father.

While at home when Dara had just finished spending a bowl of vegetable soup, there was one phone call from the father. Dara hurriedly raised the call. From the balcony Bagas was busy training Jordi talking because how many days Jordi was sick and did not want to talk.

"Waalaikumsalam, Father. Dara kangen loh." cried Dara excited when picking up the phone.

"This is my son, thanks a lot you have sent a car here for the same Father Ibuk. But, your savings money's gone, son?" said Mr. quietly on the other end of the phone.

"Oohh sir, no problem sir, Dara does want to buy the same Mr. Ibuk car. But the same father I was patient first so yes, Dara again kumpulin his money." said Dara did not connect. He thought the same father knew his plan to buy a car for them later.

"How are you, this is the car that has come. Very good, son, the price must be expensive. Nobody uses this car here. I'm the same mom so not good with your husband. You must have asked to buy it with Bagas, right?"

"Father, it must be from Mas Bagas. Dara did want to buy the same Mr. Ibuk car, but the money was not enough it was also the cheapest in the showroom that Dara wanted to buy. But it looks like Mas Bagas who has bought for the same Father Ibuk." said Dara Lirih but he smiled while continuing to glance at her husband who was serious no matter what Jordi said.

"Our son-in-law, sir. Dara, tell Nak Bagas thank you very much. I'm the same mom not good but now it's delicious. Hope the luck gets better."

Dara smiled hearing Ibuk who was now talking on the phone. After being satisfied talking on the phone Dara immediately clean the dishes and dining table. Then wash his mouth and brush his teeth.

Dara approached Bagas, hugging her husband from behind. Bagas who got a chewy touch from behind immediately crushes sticky, rarely can be loved this kind of good Dara since she was pregnant.

"Mas Bagas .." call Dara uwwuuu

"Yes ... Why the hell are you? suddenly stick like this glue." said Bagas as he rubbed Dara's arms coiled along his stomach and waist.

"Thank you .. You're so wayward."

"Why band, Yang?" Bagas frown..

"You bought me the same father Ibuk car secretly."

"Oh that, you also secretly do not tell me you want to buy the same father Ibuk car."

"Yes but ... "

Bagas reversing body. He hugged his wife.

"Honey, why do you have to hang. You have me, Father and Mother-in-law. Yes I should also be able to touch them as well." said Bagas while stroking Dara's long hair.

Dara so moved, her tears seemed to drip, wet the white shirt that Bagas was wearing.

"So... How crying is it? don't like it, did I buy you the same mom car?" ask Bagas while wiping Dara's tears.

"I don't want to take care of you, Mom. That's why I can buy you a car." Dara.

"Your parents mean my parents too. Just like my papa mama, they're your parents too. How do you and your mom like it, right?"

Dara nodded and kissed her husband's lips.

"Thank you, Bagas."

Bagas.

"Less a long time to kiss. Here I kiss." Change the bagas that hold their lips together. Uh, Jordi's been coughing. Bagas was heartless, he was sick and presented with such a romantic scene. The employer has no morality.