Duda But Perjaka
[Season 2] Surprise Invitation

"Crazy! He's still a auntie's toy!" andra was about to run after him.

Gandhi pulled Andra's shirt until his steps stopped. Andra who had been ignited emotions threw out his best friend's hand.

"Hey, our wives are waiting. Next time we take care of it," Gandhi said, grabbing Andra's collar.

Finally he complied, although now his relationship with Ayu stretched, but Andra still worried about his cousin. Especially considering her condition is pregnant. It may even be nearing labor.

The four of them entered the cinema, sitting opposite each other's partners. Selected films romantic comedy genre. Throughout the screening, Chaca was endlessly laughing loosely while eating the popcorn in her hands.

Gandhi was not focused on the big screen. From the beginning, he kept looking away at his beautiful wife. He also pulled his lips into a smile, when he saw Chaca's cheerful laughter.

"Honey," called Chaca waving in front of her husband.

Gandhi was still unmoved, propping his head with his arms. Chaca pinched her husband's nose. He was annoyed because the man did not pay attention to him.

Gandhi complained to his nose, "What's the matter, honey?" gandhi was confused.

"Called from earlier too, look it's lonely we both live. What's going on here?" grumbled Chaca's lips.

Gandhi turned his head around. He widened his eyes, the screening was completed 20 minutes ago. Andra and his wife said goodbye to go out first, because Amel wanted a burger so much at that time.

"It's over, huh?" asked Gandhi rubbing his non-itchy nape.

"Still it anyway!" chaca left her husband.

Gandhi hurriedly chased after him, equating the steps and then embracing his wife's shoulders. He also stole a kiss on his cheek.

"Darling, you're home, right?" gandhi asked, still taking steps.

"No idea, he said Mrs Amel asked for the burger. Ngidam kali," said Chaca sniffing his shoulders.

Gandhi's phone ringer stopped his second move. He reached into the pants pocket to see who the caller was.

"Mama" said Gandhi, turning to the woman beside him.

The conversation was so short, the mother told the bride and groom to go home immediately. Considering getting closer to the H-day.

They agreed, but after delivering Andra first. Because the car is still at Gandhi's house. The sleepy Chaca whined to go home soon.

"Honey, call Bang Mandra gih. I'm so sleepy," complained Chaca writhing her husband's arm.

Gandhi stroked his hair slowly, "Tumben didn't ask for food?" insinuations.

"No, Mom! Tired, sleepy want to spit up," said Chaca increasingly tighten his hand propped the head on the shoulder of her husband.

They waited for Andra in the car, Gandhi immediately contacted the man. Chaca lowers the car's backrest, securing the position. He looked very tired and fell asleep.

A few minutes later, the waiting finally arrived. They immediately got into the car, feeling bad for making a wait. Moreover, seeing Chaca who overslept increasingly feel guilty.

"Oh, sorry Gand. We late huh? Chaca fell asleep," said Amel not tasty.

"It's okay, Ma'am. He's a soybean like him. A day has not rested" Gandhi said as he turned on his car engine. He started to drive the car slowly.

"Don't be tired of Gan, let him be quick," chirped Amel laying his head on her husband's shoulder. Andra was busy operating her phone but occasionally rubbed the top of her head.

Gandhi responded with a smile. He doesn't want to be too hasty. Afraid of weighing on Chaca. "His dedication, Ma'am, I'm trying. The result is the same as the one above," he said later.

Arriving at home, Amel and Andra immediately say goodbye. Gandhi turned the wheel back to his parents' home.

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Two days later, the awaited day came. The main house has now been conjured with very luxurious decorations. Starting from the entrance gate until the living room is so magnificent.

Both Gandhi's parents invited their entire staff, business associates and relatives. They will announce the identity of their son.

One by one Gandhi's colleagues also began to arrive. They were amazed at the luxury of the house. They think it's Chaca's parents' residence.

"Crazy, what's the palace of the gangs?" amazed a man saw a magnificent building in front of him.

"Fortunately Mr. Gandhi, it's okay to be fired. He's richer in-laws. Even this house may be bigger than the hotel," chirps Dewi chimed in.

They made a pact somewhere first, then went together. They walked back in slowly. Enjoying every detail they go through.

The atmosphere is still pretty quiet. The show starts in 30 minutes. They sat themselves in a row of chairs that had been provided. They only shook their heads looking inside such a luxurious house. Not imagined before.

Until in the end, guests began to flock in and occupy the seats that have been provided. All of Gandhi's siblings in the orphanage were also present wearing dresses and clothes that Alice had provided.

Chaca and Gandhi descended the stairs slowly. Earlier, Chaca's hands wrapped around her husband's arms. Both are like kings and queens of heaven. The smile of happiness never faded from the faces of the two.

Everyone was bewitched by the good looks and beauty of the newlyweds. The clapping began to echo throughout the room.

"I am jealous of you. My soul jomloku increasingly struggling," muttered the Goddess not winking.

Andra and Amel just entered the room. They were a little late because Amel was riweh with the scent of her husband. Some of them argue over perfume.

Probably because the innate pregnant sense of smell is sensitive. Andra even changed clothes many times. He was patient and understood his wife's condition.

The two soon joined his co-workers. Gandhi and Chaca began to walk to their throne. Followed by both parents. Her mother also looks graceful, her father is no less dashing even though both of them are no longer young.

Event after event slowly began. Many famous bands were invited to enliven the event. Not to forget many journalists who covered the historic event in the Abraham Family. Everything was arranged in such a way by Gandhi's parents.

It is time for the wedding couple's flower bouquet to be thrown. The jomlowers immediately docked in front of the stage. Gandhi and Chaca stood on their backs. Gandhi's right arm was coiled around Chaca's waist, while his other hand was holding the bouquet and preparing to throw it.

The couple stared at each other, then compactly threw the flower towards the guests. Then the two turned around to see who had gotten it. That said, they will soon follow to the guarantee.

Many of the spectators were disappointed. The flower fell on the lap of the man who had just sat down.

"Bryan?" gandhi and Chaca together.

Bryan was ignorant, he did not believe the myth. The goddess approached the man trying to ask for a bouquet of flowers.

"Mas, make me the flower. Mas' a boy. Not suitable to hold such a kayak," chirps Goddess seduce.

Bryan looked at the girl standing in front of him from head to toe. Both hands folded in front of his chest.

"Take it!" said cold.

The goddess was hesitant. Because the flower is right on Bryan's lap between his thighs. He was afraid to touch something.

"Eee ... herein Mas, later anu ...," he said squeezing both fingers.

Bryan grabbed the Goddess' hand and led her to the flower. The goddess widened her eyes and picked them up quickly. He immediately turned around and hurriedly sat down in his place. His face was red like a boiled crab. Bryan was still cool looking ahead.

Gandhi and Chaca returned to their throne. Both of his hands never slipped. Gandhi occasionally kissed his wife's forehead further adding to the envy of the jomlowers.

Xander stepped firmly into the middle of the stage, when the MC mentioned his name to express the welcome his wife had followed. The couple also looked very compatible. Both of them are both hard workers to achieve success like this.

"Good afternoon ladies and gentlemen, thank you very much for your presence. Just get to the point because I don't like to make small talk" he said out loud.

"On this happy occasion I announced that the man sitting on the stage was my biological son who had been missing all along. Because of the miracle of God, we were reunited and became a whole family. Gandhi Bagaskara Abraham was the only son of Abraham's family. Thank you," he said again.

Returning to the bridal throne stage, he grabbed Gandhi in his arms and sat down beside his son.

Everyone in the room was shocked, especially Gandhi's colleagues. They really did not think that Gandhi was the son of the famous businessman. The reporters and cameramen did not want to miss the big news. They are competing to capture that important moment.

Andra herself was not surprised because she had known before. He stood up and began to clap followed by all the invited guests present.

Behind that happiness, there was a middle-aged man who was limp after hearing the news. His face paled, cold sweat splashing down his face.

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