First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
30. Slander

"Fir, isn't it nice to get married?"

Firda looked at Sisil who asked in serious fashion, then turned to Gita who was getting ready to listen to what was coming out of Firda's mouth.

"Enak, it's really good. But if the type is like Hamish bang anyway. Mature, understanding, love to give money, anyone also resigned." Firda laughed crazily, Gita and Sisil gawked.

"So yesterday was the time of the neck bang Bujang a lot of red-red so not only on the neck, certainly there are still many in the right other. Where else did you make it?" Sisil was getting excited to ask.

"If I tell you which one of my husband's bodies I made red, what if you were the captain? Who's your opponent? Your own arm again?Not very."

Sisil scratched his head, confirming Firda's remark.

"So I got married too, but I don't want to have children yet." Sisil began to fantasize.

"Yes, just for alas alias, continue to love us money too. I think you are, Fir. Is there a guy like that? If it's bujang in cloning, can't it be, Fir?" Gita follow oleng.

"Cloning costs are not cheap, after all it's only in the movies. Looking for another guy!" firda's proposal, where she's willing her husband in cloning. If you exchange which is the original and which is the copy?

Gita glanced at Syakila who had just entered the cafeteria along with some of her friends, the tip of her lips rising slightly forming a grin.

"Yes, Sil, find that guy who is an adult, already has his own income. If only capital looks doang continue if our food is paid, cuih...We ourselves are interested in pocket money so we can buy quotas, if finally make a male mah ogah tract. Singles, pity the same old man!"

Sisil and Firda tied both eyebrows for a moment with Gita's words, realizing that there was Syakila also in Firda's canteen and Sisil raised both thumbs of their hands towards Gita.

"Fir, haven't you?" whispered Gita, Firda glared. The one next to him giggled.

"Why is the question getting further into that?" Firda began to kebat-kebit looking for an honest answer what lies, as long as they do not use filters when talking.

"Jawab! Must be, right? No way bang Bujang diem-diem aja you uleng-ulengin. Come on, answer me a little!" force Gita.

"Sadly...Delicious crazy." said Firda ngakak.

Gita and Sisil could only look away, so Gita regretted why she asked like that.

"What a proud campus chicken is, just say you can't move on because Hans prefers me over you being a college chicken." Syakila.

Sisil was hot-hearted, he got up from his seat and approached Syakila.

"Eh, you as Firda's farthest cousin, where have you been lately? Busy thinking of guys so you don't know any news? Or are you pretending not to know? Are your eyes so blind that you don't know whose way Firda is? Just tell me you're jealous?"

Syakila fell silent, she just remembered that yesterday there was a family rebound at her grandmother's house. Syakila did not join the gathering because it was a parent's business, he also did not listen to his parents say what when he came home from his grandmother's house. He knew there was going to be a wedding, but who?

Seeing Syakila who was suddenly silent and seemed to think, Sisil sneered.

"Aren't you senile anymore? Therefore, do not be too pussy on people who are not yet right. You've spread false news about your own brother, you bear that sin alone. Beautiful, but a scavenger hiii..."

Sisil shuddered in horror as he turned around.

"Let's unplug Fir, Git! I'm in the room with the scavengers." Sisil stepped out of the canteen, followed by Gita and Firda.

"What does Sisil mean, Shay? Firda is your brother, from the words of Sisil earlier it seems you missed the news. Could it be that Om-om who was with Firda you told me about was Firda's lover? Or her future husband, could be?" said one of Syakila's friends.

"No way, he's too old for Firda, yeah really cute anyway. But..." Syakila shook her head.

"Too old for you does not mean for others, it could be that he is comfortable with the older but can snack." added another.

"Well, you've got Hans. The guy Firda was taking over as well, then what else? Don't be like the girls in that soap opera, yes! If it is Firda as you accuse, the style should vibrate blending with cell phones and cool clothes. Here she is as ordinary as we are."

Spicy words from his friends made Syakila so unpleasant, her face was reddened with embarrassment.

Syakila is really made and not considered.

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"Fir, you just stay here before the day H, it is not funny if the bride is not at home." proposed her mother while accompanying Firda, Sisil and Gita lunch.

It is customary for the three of them to come home from campus directly to eat, no matter what at home Gita or Sisil all three are the same.

"Not told Umi, Abah and Bang Hamish, Buk. Firda talks to them tonight, Buk!"

"Yes, there's a lot to do. Sisil and Gita can help, right? Folding tissue, wrapping the soap, can you?" firda's mother turned to look at Firda's two friends.

"Ready, mother-in-law." said Sisil chuckled, Gita thieved, Firda's mother could only laugh a little.

"Well, Raka's future wife is already at home. Didn't expect to be waiting." sidelines Raka from the front door, the teenage man just came home from school.

Gita who laughed happily.

"It's not you, Ka, you're circumcising it's not dry yet. A really good school!" sahut Sisil makes Raka can only grin.

"Sir, how's Bujang bang? Brother is in love with her yet? Is it okay?" tanya Raka sat next to Firda without first changing her uniform.

"Why ask? You think he's good? Don't tell me you want it, don't be ashamed!"

"Ish, don't accuse dong! I'm just asking. Mumpung hasn't been at the party yet, so it can still be...."

"Raka, don't be weird! Change your clothes, then eat!" cut off his mother before Raka continues her words.

"Yes, Buk." Raka got up from her seat and walked towards her room.

"Oh, why is Raka saying that, what's wrong with Hamish's bang?"

Firda looked into her mother's face, as well as Gita and Sisil. They both became curious about Raka's words, because usually teenagers the age of Raka was not so concerned with things that concern adult affairs.

"How does he treat you, okay? Not rude, right?" asked her mother with a slightly anxious face even though her lips were smiling.

The look in her eyes examined Firda closely, until some faint kissmark marks and small shapes were under Firda's jaw she knew. But it doesn't show that he's a little surprised.

"Hum, what's the matter? Don't make a riddle!" Firda was scared.

His mother sighed for a while before bluntly blushing at Firda.

"Your marriage to Hamish has spread throughout the housing complex, especially next week's reception. I've also asked some neighbors to help, but that's it. There are reports that Hamish is rude and light-handed, so he could fail marriage twice, and the third time you thwart. They also say why Roses prefer to refer to her husband because they know the true nature of Hamish, so what is Hamish like? Can you tell Ibuk? "

"Who spread that slander, Buk? Although Firda is only a week as his wife, but Hamish bang is not like that." bela Firda.

"You've only known him for a week, so you don't know what the original is. What if you guys just stay here! So if Hamish does violence to you, there are Father, Ibuk, Bang Bagas and Raka who will defend you. How's it?"

Firda looked at the faces of her Mother, Sisil and Gita in turn. Raka had also been sitting on the chair while her hands were scooping the rice and putting it on the plate.

"Later Firda says same bang Hamish yes, Buk! Because Umi and Abah want us to live there, they'll just stay alone together so lonely." Firda was not feeling good to continue eating.

"Let's let Ibuk talk to Hamish."

Firda could only nod, his heart suddenly becoming doubtful.

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