
"Bang, I'm pregnant." Firda's voice was barely heard, he was standing at the door of the religious affairs office where Bujang and Roses were about to enter into a marriage contract.
Both Bujang's parents, Mawar and the entire family both from the Rose and Bujang parties stared at Bujang and Firda in turn. Deeply drawn by the shock on their faces, looks and whispers began to sound and buzz throughout the room.
Do not miss the clerk of the religious affairs office who will witness the marriage between Bujang and Mawar, including the officer who will marry Bujang and Mawar.
"If you marry this woman, the widow, how will you be? I'll give birth without a husband, Bang, my son will also be born without a father." Firda pretended to cry bombay, but her heart was afraid to mix into one.
What if the rose would go berserk and scratch his face?
This is because of the goddamn challenge and the lure of a tempting phone, so Firda just wants to accept the crazy challenge.
Everything in the room that is provided for the marriage contract for the bride and groom as if hypnotized to see what Firda just said, including Bujang and Roses of the bride.
"Mish, is it true what this young girl said? You've impregnated him?" surya, Bujang's father.
"Well, I don't even know her, how can I be accused of impregnating this woman?" rebut Bujang.
Bujang looked at Roses, his bride-to-be who already looked pale between anger, shame and perhaps sadness.
Who is not angry or sad, her future husband has already impregnated another woman.
Bujang stared intently at Firda, narrowing his eyes trying to figure out who the young girl in front of him was. He wanted to find out what his purpose was to ruin his marriage.
His two eyes immediately glared after recalling who the girl was.
Yes, the girl with her two friends often hang out in her small cafe.
Bujang stepped closer to Firda whose guts suddenly became shrivelled, Bujang's sharp eyes seemed to penetrate into his heart.
"We don't know each other, how can I impregnate you."
"Are you going to get pregnant and you're going to get married, and then you just say you don't know me? Brother is so cruel."
Firda cried again, this time looking even louder. If only there was a pent-up talent selection, Firda would have won the title as a general champion. His acting is totally totality.
"Do you have any proof that we have a relationship, and that the child in my womb is the result of my actions?"
Bujang wanted to know, to what extent the girl who claimed to be impregnated by him was continuing her accusations. Because Bujang has never done such a despicable thing.
Firda pulled out her phone, opened a voice recording that showed how Bujang seduced her into having sex, and in the recording it was also heard if Bujang promised to be responsible if she was pregnant.
Bujang and others until gawking, the voice was really almost the same as the voice belonging to Bujang.
"Well, he's lying, Bah. It must be a technology that has made the voices of others exactly the same as mine.
Rose, trust me I am at all..."
"No, although I am a widow, I would not marry a depraved and irresponsible man like you. You saw that girl! How could she dare to come here and cry if she's not pregnant, our marriage is off."
Roses rose from his seat, inviting both parents and his family to immediately leave the small hall in the office of religious affairs.
"Oh, yes, the party money you gave me won't be returned. I'd rather go back with my ex-husband than with you the weathered, unscrupulous bachelor." Maki Mawar left Bujang and his big family who had sounded noisier.
Firda sneaked out of the religious affairs office without Bujang and his family realizing, across the street Sisil and Mega were waiting for him with anxious hopes.
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A week earlier
"Fir, if you dare to make your Bujang bang your lover, then we will give this to you."
Challenges Sisil thrusting a cellphone with an apple logo that has been bitten by Gita on the table, which has goods of course ngamuk.
"No, it's delicious!" quickly the phone was put in a bag.
"Eh, Git, we're going to buy Firda's new phone if he can be Bujang's girlfriend instead of yours. I'm just giving you an example."
"By draining our savings? that's right, no! If you want, you'll just. You're the one giving me the challenge, not me."
"Your father, just be afraid. Besides, it will not be the Firda also want to be the same weathered bujang like the Bujang bang, already tuwir. Ntar if the first night wants to un boxing, just started to gasp because the asthma is rumat." Sisil laughed crazily, Gita chuckled.
Both of them equally overshadowed the night that was filled with such gravity.
Firda who was challenged and so the joke material of his two friends glanced towards Bujang who was concocting coffee in front of the Coffee Grinder, which was a coffee grinder, or a machine that serves to grind and smooth coffee beans so as to produce a fine coffee powder.
Yes, bang bujang is a Barista at one of the cafes in the hangout Firda and his two friends every weekend, understand the three single.
While drinking a cup of espresso coffee while looking for prey, who knows there are cute and dirty tajir. Also called effort.
"Don't fuck around, bang Bujang wants to get married next week" replied Firda sipping his coffee.
"Know where?" tanya Sisil glanced towards Bujang who was typing something in the calculating machine.
"I heard it when I went to the toilet, the children were busy gossiping that his future wife was a widow" Firda said.
"Tell you, Sil, congratulations on my savings." Gita breathes a sigh of relief.
Sisil actually showed his grin hearing Bujang want to get married.
"This is precisely more interesting and challenging, let the nickname as a weathered bachelor in accordance with his circumstances. Three failed marriages would be a record for her. So this challenge is in accordance with our sacrifice that will drain the contents of savings, make the marriage fail, Fir. Then a new phone like Gita's will be in your hand."
Forgive me, Sisil is completely insane. Masa' can-can Firda challenged to thwart Bujang marriage.
But considering the lure of the phone that the price is not kidding, Firda agreed.
The three of them walked to the cashier and started recording Bujang's voice.
The three pinkies intertwine when their mission is successful for the beginning.
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