First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
2. Master's Eating Weapon

Firda ngosan came to his two friends who had been waiting for him with a myriad of questions.

"Where, did it work?" sisil asked impatiently.

Firda just nodded her head, pointing towards the parking lot of the religious affairs office. Seen one of the cars has left the parking lot, then after they can see the Bujang bang and both parents and some family people who dyed around looking for something.

"Surely succeed?" Gita does not believe.

"Keep, the widow bahenol has gone home first with her face bent. And, noh! Bang Bujang seems to surround the office, definitely nyariin me." Firda's pissing, there's pity anyway. But for the sake of the dream phone, just to thwart Bujang's marriage a third time is not a problem.

There's still a chance next.

Let's just say that bang Bujang is indeed not a match with Roses, lightly really Firda's thought.

The three check in advance at the wedding reception venue will be held by using an online taxi, the three know all the information because the widow's Rose bahenol her house is next to the housing complex where Firda lives.

After believing the marriage was completely void, Gita and Sisil heavily drained the contents of their savings. Though that savings can be sloppy every day to their Uncle, Aunt, or brother.

His name is also still a student, hands are still asking.

Gita looks very insincere, but for the sake of Sisil who continues to force her. I don't want the Gita to.

With both eyes sparkling, Firda picked up the latest phone and was still in the box from Sisil's hand.

"Eits, be patient! Remember, whatever the risk that will happen later after this, you take responsibility for yourself as a result, Fir." said Sisil hid the box and his phone behind his body.

"Yes, ah, chatty."

...*****...

Firda's old cell phone was given to his sister Raka who was still sitting in second grade SMU, wih tuh bocil happy right in the love of mobile phones even though used. Still better than hers which had already broken her screen.

Having a new phone is just a little dormitory capital, but must sacrifice others.

Firda started fiddling with her new phone while lying face down on the bed in her room.

"Sir, someone's looking, the hunt's out!" raka shouted from the door of the room.

"What the hell, Dek? Kaya' in the woods just use a shout." said Firda open the door of the room.

Wearing only an oversized t-shirt and loose trousers on her knees, her hair was left untouched by Firda coming out and heading for the living room.

"Fir, sit here, son!" Call his mother, Firda's face immediately pale when he knew who had come to visit this magrib.

"Why aren't you pregnant telling us, Fir? Why humiliate their families and hold them accountable when Bujang gets married? If from the beginning you bluntly, son Bujang will not be married to the Rose, but you prefer to hide your pregnancy. Fortunately the marriage was preventable, but it would have shamed all the family, Firda." said her mother with a sad and angry face, her voice choking in the throat.

Firda did not know what to say, the arrival of Bujang and his parents, his sisters and a religious leader alone had made him shocked. Especially her mother's words about pregnancy.

Firda looked at her father's face that looked sad. Though the man had warned so that Firda could take care and respect himself so as not to let kebablasan in the association, but instead get news from both parents Bujang if Firda pregnant.

"Firda dear, brother will be in charge. We will get married soon tonight, Brother has brought Mr. Ustadz to get us married immediately. If our child is born, we will marry again. Is that Mr Ustadz?" Bujang smiled sweetly at Mr. Ustadz, both parents and two younger sisters Bujang and her two husbands nodded their heads. Bujang grinned complacently towards Firda.

You started this game by ruining my marriage, bad boy. Then you accept vengeance from me.

Firda swallowed his saliva with great difficulty.

No, he doesn't want to get married. Even if he wants to get married later, five or six years.

Now he is only nineteen, while Bujang? It's past the age of three heads, so he holds the title of weathered bachelor.

"Dad, Ibuk, Firda no..."

"Abang told all your parents, dear Firda. We are happy because we are with each other...Sorry!" Bujang lowered his head feeling guilty, Firda could only gawk. It turns out Bujang more totality again reply to the drama that had been made in the office of religious affairs earlier.

"Dad disappointed in you, Fir, but how else. Rice has become porridge. Change clothes! Ten more minutes of your and Bujang's marriage will be done soon." said Firda's father with a sad face that can not be hidden.

"Well, can I talk to you for a second? I beg!" Firda clenched his hands together in front of his chest to Bujang, hoping Bujang would forgive him. Let him tell the Rose that what he did was only part of a challenge from his two friends for the sake of one Mobile Phone. Then Bujang and Roses can remarry as originally intended.

Bujang seemed to be shaking slowly.

"Later we can talk long after the marriage contract, change your clothes quickly!" Bujang still shows his sweet face, even though Firda's eyes are like the grin of a dracula.

...*****...

The marriage contract has been carried out well and smoothly, the right-left neighbor was also invited by several people as witnesses and information that Bujang and Firda were married.

It's just that Firda's pregnancy which was the cause of the sudden marriage was not told to the neighbors, worried that it would make a hot topic of tranding tomorrow in the housing complex. Although still whispers accompany the marriage of Bujang and Firda.

Like the word, whispers of neighbors as music accompaniment ijab qobul.

To entertain the guests impromptu, sir Surya, Abahnya Bujang and Pak Deni, his father Firda asked kang Yusuf catfish pecel seller to prepare all the menu as a dish for the guests.

Bagas, his brother Firda who works in one of the conventional banks can only look at his sister and Bujang with a difficult gaze to understand. In the depths of his heart he did not accept if his sister had to marry a man who was almost twice the age of Firda, older than himself.

He did not know, since when Firda was in a relationship with Bujang. The man with the title of bujang weathered the owner of cafe D'Nongkongs.

Especially until pregnant, Bagas wanted to give raw bogem to Bujang's old face because it had damaged his sister, but he did not want to make a fuss in front of many people.

For the time being Bujang spent the night at Firda's parents' house. The situation of the house is quiet because both Bujang's parents and two sisters and their two sisters-in-law have returned to their homes, as well as both parents, as well as their parents, firda's brother and sister were already inside their own room.

"What about my revenge? You likey?" asked Bujang by leaning his body behind the door leaf, locking the door of Firda's room and the key was put in his pants pocket.

Bujang walked slowly closer to Firda who was still wearing a robe as a wedding dress, slowly his hands opened the buttonhook of his shirt.

"Bang, what are you doing? Don't move!" Firda took the comb as a tool of war to dispel Bujang who kept walking near him.

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