
"Om Handa, come with me. Mani-pedi will not make you instantly beautiful!" persuade Zea, while Fara has chosen any treatment that will spoil his body, ranging from gold masks, milk baths, flower baths, bath money he brushes! Al Fath's money will not run out.
The first lieutenant shook his head, that's right! He is a boy, which may touch women, even though the skin is burnt and rough, it is clear evidence that he is a real man.
"Han, coming?! I pay..most sun dried with my husband, you become a cracker terasi!" said Fara, not Zea who laughs but salon employees who they are visiting at this time. Handa swallows saliva is difficult, really difficult decisions, what if after here the skin becomes soft like a baby?
"Sorry ma'am, I'm outside" he refused.
But not Fara or Zea name if it does not get his wish, yes they relax themselves while his aide just wait like a cat statue in a basket cake shop, make afraid of salon employees.
"Ck. Try to think too much about work. Ze denger, om still single! Who knows back from the salon om so glowing beautiful girl on chase! No more singles!" his insistence pushed Handa's back. What if it's like this? Handa can what? It is better to fight an enemy who is shot and killed.
"Mom! This is a treatment for my om yes, say blackheads as well as skin rejuvenation, use a mask that humming jicama also let glowing, dead skin cells ilang!" pinta Zea is a salon employee. Handa took a few steps back when the employee who was handling her man crooked.
"Here's a handsome mas, sit here!" he asked, Fara spouted chamomile tea that he gulped, he just remembered if the aide was a little worried about this crooked man like a capster.
"Mom, I...."
"Why the hell?" now the confused Zea himself saw the wise Handa and the satisfied Fara.
Not ending there, after being satisfied to indulge in the salon with Handa who began to shop, both shopping, ranging from clothes, shoes, and bags and accessories.
Elsewhere
Al Fath just got home, he came in without even opening his shoes, "Lingga, umi your sister-in-law hasn't come home yet?" her question was looking for the figure of the wife. He saw only his second son who was sitting in the middle room while staring at the laptop screen.
Kalingga shook his head with a hand that was still moving agilely on top of the laptop, doing the task, "yet. Umi didn't say where else? Usually abi ngawasin umi through om Handa?"
Actually Al Fath knew where Fara was 30 minutes ago, Handa said they were on their way home, but in fact until this second the two women had not yet returned home.
"Where the hell is this?!" finally Al Fath was furious as well and stared at his watch.
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"*White red keep you fluttering! At the end of the highest pole*....."
"Wohooooooo! Kerennn!" zea clapped his hands while videoing his mother-in-law singing along to the music of red-light walkers in the city park.
On the way home the three of them from the mall, when the car stopped at a red light stop a group of children playing a guitar, a simple drive from the paralon and a song partner beside the car, hope to get a dime two pesers for their dinner later.
Fara took the money out of her front pocket, but Zea held Fara's hand, "umi wants karaoke with a different feel?" his smile raised his eyebrows.
"Karaoke?" his eyebrows raised with clear sparkling eyes, Handa glanced at his superior with a frustrated face, especially God! He rubbed his face rough, it could be until the house he was punished by the general if it was too late.
Be them here on Zea's bright idea.
"Your friends call, try! There's Faranisa's mother here, she wants to sing but she wants music on the streets of the capital!" zea said to the buskers.
Yes greetings! Handa was heavy.
Just sober the buskers exclaimed happily, when else get a windfall of rame-rames.
Now the buskers around gathered no less than 15 people with their own musical instruments that they used to busking, some even carrying violins. Don't get me wrong! Although their toys are only street, but their quality is opera stage!
Happiness is simple, even if you have to drain your wallet bag!
What they do indirectly provokes the attention of people around, not a few also perpetuate this rare moment and share it on social media, Fara's voice is no doubt.
Zea became the front-most and most frenzied audience, "Wwoooo! Umi. Jekardah Ensemble!" scream Zea.
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Handa did feel bothered, but the thin smile was clearly the one from Al Fath's aide, his superior wife and daughter-in-law was indeed a bit crazy, but they were so special. Try counting, how many wives are officials like them? Who indirectly really devoted himself to the country.
"*Let's not as good as the sun, but I'm trying to warm you*...
*Let me not be as fresh as a rock, but I'm trying to protect you*...."
Zea actually punched Saga bags to order food online for them here, "thank you sir! His tips have been sent by Ze yes," his smile received several bags of crackle typical of the rice stall padang.
He smiled, "thank you" the father, who was carrying the bag of food in his back seat, smiled with satisfaction as he pulled out the last bag of crackle from inside, "uh, no need. That one made me eat."
Sheet after sheet of blue Zea pulled from her personal account to give to every busker she had just asked to come.
"Thank you brother, blessings are always yes. Smoothly the windfall, let it be often.." chuckles scrumptious, Zea and Fara laughed, "eat him do'ain let my windfall be smooth, the lecture is smooth as well..."
"It's not nyaleg anymore, is it mom?" ask one of them, immediately make Zea and Fara lyrics each other and laugh together and shake their heads, "no. I'm not from any party."
Zea meralat, "the party of the caterpillar sago kanya, mi... Or the eastern sun?" his laughter while clenching rice paper with hands covered with spices.
The two were in a rial after eating together and climbed back into the car, "mom, you've been waiting since" said Handa Fara.
"I look at them when they look. Just a dapet start had made them feel grasping the world," said Fara staring at the group of buskers who are now starting to disperse, their car had started to drive away from the city park before the magrib.
Zea smiled, Fara's kindness rubs off on her, whether it's Sagara's kindness?
"Neng, how many abis? Let umi change.Fear it will become a household problem if you spend big money," Fara turned to Zea, her daughter-in-law shook her head, "Ze sure, brother does not have any problems. Anyway to eat earlier use Zea money, mi. Zea still lost the start of the same brother umi about kindness, mi."
Fara smiled and rubbed Zea's head, "hopefully the fortune will be replaced by a more beautiful one."
"Aamiin's."
"Blue eagle come in, plane is stable.area clear, requesting a change of status..."
"Report copied. Looks like the fleet is ready to go on the battlefield, technical test is complete." Danru Rudi took over.
"Skadron XX returned to base, preparing to face..."
"Painted, ndan!" the aviator pilots. Yet just as they broke up the formation in the air an air strike rained down on the sky that afternoon.
Dorrr...
Dorr....
Duars....
"Pigeon came in, my fuselage was shot!"
"Blue eagle, come in!"
"Headquarters come in, XX squadron asks for the status of the pilots?!"
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