First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
16. Brightly Continuous

Arriving in the room the two looked at each other, similar to the Bollywood movie.

Bujang knows what allergies Firda meant, he did last night so much make kissmark marks around Firda's chest and stomach.

After he could not stand it, the taste of eating Firda that night as well.

It is not too visible, Bujang deliberately, worried Firda woke up. How else, Firda was too seductive of her soul and worried. Hihahi.

Better to pretend not to know, eh, no sin? Certainly not, it is halal.

Love it, Bang.

"What allergies? Whereabouts? Let's see Brother?"

Bujang loosened his head pretending to examine the neck of Firda, but not there last night his lips and tongue landed.

"Shame, not on the neck."

"Where to?" Bujang wants to laugh, it turns out that in every event that happens there is sweet wisdom that hides.

For example now, having a wife like Firda really makes Bujang a headache at the same time very exciting. Can be invited to play puzzles or hide and seek, try if the same Rose?

The roses are experienced, and the Bujang are also at the end of the wait for solitude. You can imagine the hot nights they will go through together, but at most it is also a moment.

Like fireworks, sparkling and beautiful just a moment after it was extinguished.

Different from Firda. He was young, though naughty but still manageable. It takes someone who is assertive without having to hurt to guide himself.

If you talk like a slipper-ceplos as if he knows everything, but does not know anything. With Firda, Bujang like back in the days when he was still a student.

Play the word and pretend not to know to cover something that has not yet been told.

Like this time, pretending not to know what Firda's complaint is.

"The alarm's inside, Bang."

"Where inside? Let's see!"

Revenge, last night Firda said that too.

"Ish, shame, just inside. It's just...If the allergy usually feels hot and itchy yes, Bang. It's not, but it's red. Why yes, Bang?"

"Makanya you see, so you know and can say that's why." Bujang bowed his body a little to look at the face of Firda who was still looking to and fro, but they were just alone in the room.

"There's in my chest and belly, Bang, there's no way I can look at you."

"Why? Your husband, why should you be ashamed? Later you'll see everything."

Bujang smelled his ignorant smile, Firda's lips throbbed.

"And later, not yet. Yes already if you do not want to nemani, I want to ask between Gita and Sisil. Just give her money to go to the hospital !" Firda thrust out his palm.

Messy, can be laughed at by the doctor later if he really goes to the hospital.

Bujang cleared his throat slowly, trying to find the right words.

"Hmm, how do you say it...The point is, just don't tell anyone the sign that you said the allergy, especially to your two friends. Night brother explained, now we have breakfast. You don't want to be late, do you? Ntar Abang add your pocket money."

"How much?"

Bujang immediately flicked the Firda eel.

"Don't twitch the eyes! Come ah, Abah same Umi must have been waiting for us." invite Bujang to pull Firda's hand to go to the dining room.

Netra Abah still showed a curious look at Firda and Bujang, but her mouth did not ask anything.

...*****...

"Remember, don't go home wrong!" book Bujang before Firda gets out of the car.

Firda.

"It's for one Sunday, don't be wasteful and don't ask for it again before next Sunday" Bujang said handing over some red money to Firda.

It's also good to be a wife, there are those who love money without needing to be asked. From yesterday, you were his wife.

Firda smiled to himself while putting the money given by Bujang in the wallet, the amount is greater than what his mother loved for one Sunday.

"Why? Mostly? Here Brother reduce," Bujang pretended to take Firda's wallet, but Firda quickly put it in his bag.

"Can't! Money that has been given should not be asked back, supporting the wife is the duty of the husband you know."

Beuh, the style of the Firda who already knows the obligation.

Bujang sneered, then flicked slowly Firda's jidat.

"Don't know your brother's duty and yours alone, your duty..."

Firda scratched his head, then chuckled.

"Patience, Bang! I'm not old enough, are you not afraid to be charged with child abuse?"

Bujang glared, Firda laughed again. I don't know why he's getting demen sedain Bujang.

"You think you're still Junior High?"

"After the reception, then I leave my soul and body to you, Bang." promised Firda chuckled loudly while quickly getting out of the car, Bujang could only shake his head.

...*****...

"Hey, you're getting suspicious all the time. Yesterday came home early to learn to cook, this morning we went to your house Raka said you were staying at the state palace. What exactly are you hiding? Where are you staying? You don't want to be friends with us anymore?" cecar Sisil when he saw the arrival of Firda who walked closer to the two.

Firda could only sigh slowly

"You said you're both my friends, but you're the one who hit me. Friends what's her name." reply Firda sewot.

"Preduce what? Problems thwarting bang Bujang's marriage? Oi...We've both drained all our savings, don't you know that I was scolded by my mom." Gita did not lose her rent.

"And you guys who challenged first, I just obeyed. After all you're just out of money, but not with your youth. Do you have any idea what risk I'm taking?" Firda looked at Sisil and Gita alternately, his two friends stared at each other then shook their heads.

Firda had already decided to tell the two today, as it was impossible to cover it up continuously. Moreover, soon the wedding reception will be held, there is no way the two are not told.

"The night after the morning when I thwarted the marriage, Bujang came to my father's house along with his parents and an Ustadz."

Gita and Sisil forgot to breathe waiting for the continuation of the story Firda who deliberately in his Jeda like soap opera on television, ad through first.

Firda looked through the window, Hans was walking with Syakila. One of his distant cousins. Firda's heart felt stifled at Syakila who was hitting Hans' arm spoiled, Hans himself laughed happily.

Gita and Sisil also followed Firda's line of sight which saw Hans and Syakila.

"Say their children are officially dating, you're waiting in time to be shot by Hans. There he shot Syakila first, try you yesterday do not gensi." said Gita regretted Firda's passive attitude.

"Yes, it's okay at first we're aggressive, which means he wants to be with us. Well now...You bite your finger." Sisil patted Firda's shoulder slowly.

Instead of comforting Firda, the two were blaming. What friend is that? Fortunately, Bagas had no respect for either.

"Oh, continue with your story! So bang Bujang asked for compensation? Keep going, why don't you tell us?" Sisil pretended to be a hero, Firda snarled.

"You said risk is your own responsibility. If I tell you, what can you do for me? Replace my position?"

Both are shaking again.

"Yes, bang Bujang why go to your parents' house? Couldn't she have asked you to replace the bahenol because the curvaceous widow had already referred to her husband? But..."

Sisil looked at Firda's face which seemed to be nodding his head slowly.

"So...You're...Bang Bujang.." Gita's index finger was directed to Firda's face and toward somewhere, maybe the point was directed to Bujang which is currently in the cafe.

"Yes, Bang Bujang came with his parents and family with a gift, that night we were married. Bang Bujang said I was pregnant with her child, she avenged the slander I had done to her. Satisfied you?" obviously Firda with one breath, until he was fretting on his own.

Gita and Sisil were unable to speak until the lecturer was in front of the class and the lesson was finished, one word nothing came out of his third mouth.

Gita and Sisil were completely shocked.

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