Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 142

The morning had greeted, Syam had been between schools by Salim. As usual, Deni the best friend of Syam also accompanied that morning.

Salim headed to the kitchen approached the Mumun bik who was washing vegetables to cook.

"Bik! For coffee!", said Salim.

"Eh, sokuh mango mang! I made it?", asked Mumun.

"Ngga. Make it yourself!", reject Salim. He poured hot water into the cup containing the coffee grounds.

"Now, there is a support for coffee!", Bik Mumun put a plate of fried rice in front of Salim.

"Still mumun!", said Salim.

"Sama-sama mang!", replied Mumun flatly. Sekar suddenly entered the kitchen without seeing the presence of Salim sitting on the kitchen bench.

"Bik Mumun, if you finish the room Syam please bring the former shoes put the warehouse!", said Sekar while rubbing his wet hair maybe because it just finished shampooing.

"Eh, yes Ma!", replied Mumun slightly surprised. Salim himself tried to refrain from seeing the scene before his eyes.

For the first time he saw Sekar who was not wearing a hijab.

"Why a bik?", asked Sekar when he saw Mumun's behavior rather another. Mumun gave the code with the tongue behind his cheek that was bubbling towards Salim.

She turned her head in that direction, and she was quite surprised to see the driver was down blowing his coffee as if he did not consider himself there.

Just left the kitchen. She was ashamed of Salim because she was only wearing her alakadar negligee and was also rubbing her hair.

Sekar thought there was no one else in the house but himself and Mumun.

Why didn't he say hello to me? Inner Sekar while he was in his room.

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Salim checked the tire of his car that suddenly deflated. When viewed, the spare tire was already used.

The man scratched his non-itchy nape. In fact, the car he will use to deliver Sekar to the factory to hand over the salaries of its employees.

"Why mang?", asked Sekar suddenly behind Salim.

"Eh, mom. This is ma'am, the tires are flat. Coincidentally the spare tire is also in use."

"Yes already use your car!", said Sekar offers a car Pa*** belonging to Lingga.

"Yes ma'am!", answered Salim. Sekar also returned home to pick up the car keys Lingga. He handed the key to Salim.

Unintentionally, the skin of both hands touched. Whether there is a magnet, whether the North pole vs the south pole or even the opposite of the eyes of the two adults were looking at each other for a while.

"Sorry!", said Salim and Sekar simultaneously but after that both smiled thinly.

Mumun who will throw garbage was mocked both.

"Ehem, smile continues.dry the teeth of the mang Salim, mother..!", mumun ledk while walking back towards the kitchen.

Sekar and Salim salted themselves. Can you imagine what their scene was like??? 🤔🤔🤔

"Mari Ma!", Salim invited Sekar to go to the car.

"Front only!", said Sekar as Salim would open the back door. The man also agreed. Because long time not in use, Salim heat the machine first.

Silence, that's the situation in the car.

"Sorry ma'am, has everything been prepared?", asked Salim breaking the silence.

"Heum, already!", replied Sekar. Salim nodded but when he was about to run the car suddenly his engine ngadat. Just a few feet away, the car broke down.

"Astaghfirullah, what's the car?", asked Sekar.

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"Thank you Mom!", said the Lingga employees when receiving their salaries. It was delivered by Salim to the rice mill, after that to the brick factory.

And the last one is for the garden employees who do take it at home every Saturday or Sunday afternoon.

"Is there another purpose, ma'am?", asked Salim. Just take a breath.

"Do not go, just go home!", said Sekar who felt tired. Salim nodded slowly.

At nine o'clock in the morning the air is not too hot and even tends to still be quite cold in the village area.

Sekar who only wore a robe also felt cold when cold air hit his old body. Salim who was quite sensitive also chose to stop.

Sekar was quite surprised. But there's no other way. Instead of him having to hug Salim from behind..???

FYI .. they use Galuh's two wheels. I don't know.maybe the universe supports them, the Linga car broke down. They had to use two wheels to get home.

With a little shy Sekar also received the jacket and then wear it. It turns out that wearing the jacket makes Sekar a little warm.

"Have you?", asked Salim.

"Already!", replied Sekar briefly.

There was no chatter on the way to get home. Sekar was quite surprised to see some people in his yard who were changing the tires of Salim's car and repairing Lingga's car.

"I'm sorry, who are you and from where?", asked Sekar to some people who were dressed as mechanics.

"We are from workshop A, asked to come here by order of Mr. Lingga, ma'am", replied one of them.

"Oh, well then" said Sekar with a smile and left all of them heading to the kitchen to ask Mumun to make a drink.

Apparently Mumun had prepared food and drinks for the mechanic.

"What's broken with this car?", asked Salim to one of the mechanics who was handling the Lingga car.

Salim just nodded thinly then they chatted about automotive which is not much Salim know because it is not the field.

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Galuh and Lingga were getting ready to go to the hospital this morning. Before dawn, Galuh finished washing both clothes. And buy breakfast that is not far from where they host.

"Later in the afternoon don't eat like this keep Yang. You must take care of your health!", said Lingga hugging Galuh from behind.

"Yes bang. It's just for the stomach."

"Are we going home? Let your food be assured, so how much are you? Do you do good to Ganesh and you too Yang?!", said Lingga without taking off his arms from his wife.

"God willing, in the canteen of the hospital, there are many nutritious bang. The important thing is that I always eat vegetables. Heum?", Galuh rubbed the jaws of Linga that had begun to grow feathers.

"Abang kangen really!", whispered Linga.

"Sama!", Galuh replied.

"Udahlah, later Brother even dizzy up below! Buruan wear his hijab!", Lingga dyed the top of the head of the Linga and released his embrace.

But Galuh actually held him back and twisted his body until they faced each other.

"If you want, I can really fulfill your rights without having to ...!"

"That's okay, baby! You can still wait!"

Galuh.

"If there's another way, why not?", Galuh asked.

"Ngga Which. Brother wants to, but you don't want to be selfish. We can enjoy it together, but not for now because only you will be satisfied. But you don't! Understand what Abang said?", Lingga covered his hands on Galuh's cheeks. Galuh looked down gloomily. His unstable mood made him feel rejected and Lingga was quite sensitive to it.

"Darling, you don't think no. You have no intention of rejecting your good intentions. Brother just does not want to be selfish to think about his own desires without thinking about you too Yang. So don't think that you don't want you! Believe the same brother, after all like before you will be bothered to take care of two babies at once!", said Lingga reassured the wife.

"Two babies?" asked Galuh. Lingga nodded slowly while rubbing his wife's hair.

"Heum, since from then on Abang must share with Ganesh hehehhe!"

Galuh's face flushed red, she knew what her husband meant.

"Abang ih ..!", Galuh shyly covered his face.

"So, rich girl again in sedu aja sampe shy so!", ledek Lingga. The two laughed together realizing their absurdity.

Linga hugged tightly the body of his wife who still seemed to contain it.

Happy always Yang, don't ever think I'll leave you guys! Inner Linga.

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08.05

Good morning good morning Sugeng enjing 🤗🤗🤗

What's the clock up again??? Actually, have typed from last night but it turns out to fall asleep 🙈🙈🙈

Betewe.... thanks 🙏🙏.

Happy New Year Hijri 1445

What's the show tonight? If in t4 Mak othor there is usually a torch march 😊