Falling In Love (The Series)
Chapters 118. Your face has shifted my world
Bab118s. Your face has shifted my world
^^^"Don't get drunk first, because the effects of love have a lot of rich reactions!"^^^
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Midwifes
His first day delivering Damar fairly smoothly. Damar also looks very happy because he made a new friend. The definition of luck always accompanies patient people.
At exactly nine o'clock and thirty minutes, he and Damar had gone home. Said the teacher, the first day is only in the contents of introductions and a little light school material.
Wida is relieved, the article although he must now be a material for gossiping people because he returned to the village without a husband, but his son can smile normally even without significant healing trauma.
What matters is Damar's happiness, for him to love! He should now have a shoulder as hard as a coral.
" Go straight home to the Buk?" Ask Damar who is now standing in front of him. That little matic motor can make it easy to position Damar.
" Yes.kakung's pity is alone. The altar is again a rewang (help in the house of his neighbor who is organizing a celebration)"
" Why do I make a stall?" Their journey home was accompanied by questions answered by the child who was more communicative.
" Yes, Damar can not be naughty if mother works at home. Damar later help ibuk nyusun jajan that I sold "
Damar looks excited. But it's just a simple thing like that.
A flash of his memory returned when he was still with Pram mas in the city. He barely had a chance to talk to the neighbors. Especially working. Shackled in the house because of the bad habits of her husband who likes to get drunk and gamble.
He got caught up in that black car. The car was parked on the shoulder of the road close to his house.
" The car's a good buk, who's coming?"
Looks like Damar's head is the same as his head. Who came to his father's house that morning?
" Don't know, Kakung's guest probably!"
He leaned his motorcycle on the west side of the house. The motor sounds so bright. Damar immediately shot in when the motorbike engine was dead and parked perfectly. Perhaps it was already impervious to tell his feet about his excitement this morning.
" Snake!" he heard Damar's cheerful voice calling for his father.
He had seen cool boots that had a complicated string braid, and a pair of black sneaker shoes in front of his house. Be a confirmation if the owner of a good car was visiting the father's house.
When he looked inside, he scanned one by one the faces of two foreign men sitting there.
" It looks like someone important!"
He suddenly felt uneasy when his eyes accidentally met each other with a man wearing a blue shirt, whose arms were rolled to the extent of the elbow.
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Ajisaka
What kind of mischief is this? So from earlier he scolded the old man of the woman who was harassing his heart? Oh my goodness!
Suddenly regret took hold of him. Why do you think this is so?
The woman is seen nodding politely to Aji and Sukron. It made her smile even though she caught the aura of discomfort from the woman's face as she stared.
"Psssttt Damar here!"
His eyes fixed on the woman as he called the boy, who was busy struggling spoiled in the lap of Mr. Atmojo. It looks so good with his presence.
" Loh, yesterday you fell in the dragon orchard right? Remember the Om?" Sukron enthusiastically asked Damar.
The boy was seen looking at him and the look on his face immediately changed after seeing the face of his mother who looked at him full of search.
" So this is your grandson sir?" Sukron asked with a cramped face.
" Anggeh mas, this is Damar my grandson.Where did he meet?" Ask Mr. Atmojo.
" Kung, Damar change clothes first..Buk Damar wants to wear Ultraman clothes that he bought yesterday, it's dry right?" Damar tries to distract the two adults who will discuss him.
" Yes there, same mom!" Making the man forget the question just now to Sukron.
Well, the conversation that contained tension was immediately faded due to the presence of the little boy and his mother.
Damar drove to his mother's feet. Still staring at the face of the man who gave her the dragon fruit scrap in annoyance.
"My grandson just got back from town. That's why I can no longer work at Pak Aji's place!"
Ajisaka cursed himself. When Sukron was still busy talking to Mr. Atmojo, he was busy looking at each other with Widaninggar who now began to invite his son in. Tucked in regret for scolding the old man. Fuck shit!
He smiled faintly at the woman before the mother of Damar went inside, but the woman remained flat-faced while looking clumsy and uncomfortable. "Is my face weird?" Ajisaka was not confident.
" Eh Wid, make coffee or tea for Pak Aji and mas Sukron!" Pinta Pak Atmojo to his son. The woman's steps stopped.
" Enggeh Sir!" Oh my God, his voice is so soft.
The woman nodded obediently. Makes her smile back a little. His face completely diverted his world.
" I just had a coffee, sir!" Sahut Sukron is directly in the sharp gaze of Ajisaka.
" Ka.kalau just tea sir.iya tea only!" Sukron croaked his words while grimacing. Unsuspecting Mr. Atmojo smiled.
He was still staring at Wida who was now heading towards the kitchen. Somehow the fierce gaze of Widaninggar actually made him more curious about the woman. But.where's her husband?
For a moment he woke up. Don't let him like people's wives. No, that can't happen. No way!!!!
" Yes went in the same as my mother. Play with Kakung!" Mr. Atmojo is still watching his grandson who wants to go inside with Widaninggar.
Ajisaka watched the interaction of the granddaughter and the kakung with a warm heart. The emotion in his chest had already diminished when he saw the little boy.
The boy was still staring fiercely at Sukron. Either implies what means.
" So my grandson was the one who was the reason I stopped working at Pak Aji's place!"
Ajisaka looks impatient waiting for the next sentence, explained Pak Atmojo's statement must contain an answer of curiosity.
" My grandson-in-law came home yesterday, so I've been busy lately. The plan is to open a shop. I don't feel good every heart the same permission mas Dino. So I better just stop!"
Aji was furious at Dino, why did she not tell herself that the reason was this. Now he's embarrassed.
" Where have you been living all this time?"
Sukron asked, making himself happy. That's what he wanted to know.
" And sorry, did her husband not come. I'm sorry sir, I'm the father who...!"
Sukron is too slippery. But honestly he should thank his brother for that.
" There, by chance, didn't come here!"
" There's still business!"
Tukas Pak Atmojo who made his heart melt when he heard it. Wait a minute, is he crazy because he wants to know the info so far?
soon after, Widaninggar came with a tray containing three cups of tea.
Aji noticed the plump finger with the yellow skin of Langsat which made her fret. The woman's hair also looks shiny black even though it looks fairly simple.
He stared fixedly at the thick eyebrows and lashes that had been flattened without the mascara. But, is it true that he now likes people's wives?
Wida's face now also looks very sweet, her lips are moist, ranum and natural pink. His male mind immediately reacted, what would it feel like if he were as sip? Haish, his brain suddenly became so dirty.
Is that what it's like to fall cintrong?
The face he saw at the moment, the soot was different as he looked at Wida's face the other day. He did not dare to ask that to Wida especially Mr. Atmojo.
Maybe there was a secret he needed to dig out on his own. Besides, here Sukron is, there's no way he's asking that now.
" Monggo Sir!" Said Wida while putting the cup in front of her.
The woman even calls herself 'Mister'.
Ah , maybe because Mr. Atmojo also called him that, other employees also called him that right?
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Midwifes
" You are here first yes, I want to make a drink for Kakung guests!" Wida leaves Damar in his room, and intends to interrogate his son about where he met the corn-haired man earlier.
" Yes Buk!" answer Damar grimly.
He could still hear all the conversations his father and guests had. But the question from the corn-haired man to his son made him curious. So Damar's met them before?
"So my grandson was the reason I stopped working at Pak Aji's place!"
He was diligently stirring the sugar that had not yet dissolved in the cup that he had just poured hot water and tea bag. Strongly guessed, the two men in front were his father's boss.
As far as Wida is concerned, his father did resign since they would make a shop and sewing place.
"Where have you been living?" .
" And sorry, did her husband not come. I'm sorry sir, I'm the father who...!"
He nodded when he heard the guest of the Father propose it. He even continued to stir the drink, even though the sugar in his cup had dissolved earlier. Hearts fretting.
"So, you just happen to not come here!"
"There's still business!"
He breathed a sigh of relief when he said that. Really, he was a true protector to her.
He then served the drink to guests and his father when he was relieved. Anyway, why is that guy really kepo. So thought Widaninggar.
" Monggo Sir?" He served one by one cup containing jasmine tea that he had just made.
Somewhat uncomfortable because the man with neatly combed hair and looks wet always it continues to look at him. He lowered his head, completely uncomfortable.
But he had to admit, the man in front of him was very fragrant. And too young to be called 'Sir' by his Father.
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