
“Who made this book, my God! I've never come across a variety of styles from tempeh penyet to cockroach nunging.”
Ms. Hall holds the book that Hana just showed off with her left hand, while the right hand she uses to feed the mango pieces that the host presents. Since then Hana has peeled five pieces, but not a piece she ate alone. Even so he was happy. The mothers of the complex are very fun and informative. All lines of life they mastered from the kitchen, fashion, politics to affairs plus two one.
“Mina, where's Mina? This is more phenomenal than his three-tera hard disk,” always Bu Dewan. He just let Ms. Erin snatch the book to follow the contents.
“Mina is busy, didn't she say there will be an event at her house. What celebration is that? I don't know.”
“Pe-celebration what?” ask Hana confused. He did not know that the front neighbor of his house still has Indian blood, and for various cultural events sometimes the woman was still celebrating, not infrequently Mina made a party with Bollywood nuances.
“Hana you have to order a saree immediately, do not forget to order kurta or Sherwani for the hobby of traveling,” said Bu Erin.
“Si hobby traveling? Who's Bu?” ask Hana confused.
“Your husband, he likes to travel.”
Hana gawked while the mothers were already laughing. Ms. Erin also apologized, they were a hobby of joking. The severity of such a crisp joke has made them happy.
“Do I have to order a saree whose navel is too small?” Hana raised her stomach and shook her hips, so suddenly the mothers shook their heads.
“Do not! just cover it up later you catch a cold, your husband can get angry later if you show off the aura."
Hana was stunned, she just nodded her head affirming the words of the mothers. Don't forget Hana reminded that tomorrow there is a thanksgiving event at her home. They were asked to come along with their husbands because Kelana wanted to meet.
“Especially he very ngefans with Pak Skala, he wanted to make a food factory as well,” said Hana sungkan because since then Bianca neighbors just silent. The woman actually thinks of the princess who is married but has not yet got a soul mate.
“Ah .. rest easy, I will definitely invite my anacond to come tomorrow.” Bianca smiled and grabbed the book in the hand of Ms. Erin. Hana was confused, whether tomorrow she had to bring arapaima grandmother ayu to her home so that she could be friendly with the snake belonging to her neighbor.
“Ma-sorry isn't that snake dangerous? Can't he swallow a human?”
“Heh .. Hana, if this anaconda can make a human being,” always Bu Dewan in following everyone's laughter.
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Kelana's laughter boomed, the man even clutching his stomach as his wife told him about how her get-together with the sultini gang of Cambodian blocks. Hana who was busy arranging clothes to the suitcase was made to frown, she did not know that she could be as stupid as it was dealing with the temperature.
“Anaconda, imagine! I've been horrified myself,” said Hana. He glanced at Kelana who was still laughing sitting on the edge of the bed.
“Gosh, they are nice neighbors, I can't wait to meet their husband.” Kelana tried to stop the laughter as Hana glared still with the same expression.
“Oh .. yes Hunny, I was there to meet Bagas.”
The words of the husband made Hana momentarily stop her activities arranging clothes. The woman looked up to dive into Kelana's face before raising her shoulders.
“I don't care!”
“Hem .. I was just upset, at first I felt sorry to see his condition but he was sniffling at me. Indeed creatures like Bagas can not be given heart.” Kelana stared hard at Hana.
“Leave it! tomorrow after occupying the new house, I want to open a new leaf as well. I want to bury all the past,” replied Hana full of decisiveness.