First Night With A WEATHERED BACHELOR
64. Want Sate clams

"Darling, are we not staying at a hotel, we just move to my house? From there not so far to your campus or to the hotel workplace, brother."

Ryu began to launch his seduction after dinner.

Staying at her in-laws house she can not be free, if you want in the room continued Ryu berkungan with his two in-laws. Especially with his sister Saras Sisil who often held back his smile to see Sisil's hair that early in the morning was allowed to stay wet out of the room.

If you live in your own home will be free, if necessary Sisil was told to skip for a week. Ryu wants to pursue Hamish, who knows Sisil can fill it directly, the difference is only two months.

"Butii..."

"You don't have to think about cooking, holy, beberes, no need! Brother has prepared the mbak who can do all. Your only task is to accompany your brother to eat, Nemani Abang chat continues to accompanied Brother to sleep." Ryu menowel dahu Sisil, who in the towel just laughs happily.

Now Sisil already knows not just a casual chat or sleep, but ...Ahai.

Sisil is different from Gita. The first night and the dawn were sick, not anymore. Just finished dinner Sisil had first entered the room, Ryu of course followed his wife. Sisil didn't use the reason drama to come to the moon, he was just like Firda. She was taken with her husband did not refuse, instead began to be addicted.

Ryu took something from inside his wallet, then handed it to Sisil.

"As promised, Brother. You just accompany Brother chat and sleep, brother love pocket money."

Sisil flipped through the ATM in his hand, his eyes immediately sparkled.

Getting married fast is not bad.

"That's a living from Brother, your tuition money will be Brother Love again. You set the money in it yourself, okay!"

Sisil nodded his head, quickly putting the square flat object into his own wallet.

"What's the pin number?"

Ryu chuckled, remembering his wife that her PIN number had not been told.

"Our wedding day, you just change it if you don't like it. Will we move tomorrow? You just brought your clothes and your college books, yeah, yeah, yeah!" wilt Ryu.

Without thinking for a long time Sisil nodded.

"But I haven't said it to you and your mother."

"So late in the afternoon you told me, they agreed if you want. Because you're responsible, brother."

"really? Yeah, I'll sort it out first!"

Sisil had already walked towards the wardrobe, Ryu immediately pulled his hand.

"Tomorrow to prepare his clothes, now we..." Ryu began to bring his face closer to Sisil's.

"Turn off the lights, Bang! I'm ashamed,"

Ryu laughed, but he moved also to turn off the room lights.

...*****...

Noah struggled with the folding computer in front of him. In addition to having a cafe, Noah also helped Papa Neo run a subsidiary of ABW life engaged in interior design.

Tonight Noah had no intention of bothering Gita who he said was coming by the moon. So if Gita's hitching a prayer in Revan's room, Noah pretends not to know.

Looking at the serious Noah with both eyes that kept staring at the monitor screen, Gita became agitated by herself.

Though initially Gita pretended to be serious about learning so that Noah did not bother him, he was annoyed at Noah who made himself feel pain in the area under his body. So that when you finish defecating and cleaning, Gita is already afraid first. It must still be sore.

But finding Noah who looks cold to her, Gita feels ignored.

"Mas, busy huh?"

Noah lifted his face, looking at Gita with a flat face.

"Maybe yes maybe no, why?"

Noah's answer was really annoying.

Gita instead of answering back, just straight out of the room with a sullen face. Noah chuckled a little, then continued his work.

He was continuing the project that was slightly delayed due to the marriage yesterday, his grandfather Ali had already started to reprimand him implicitly.

Noah must be able to divide between his personal life with work professionalism, he must be able to emulate his own papa. Son-in-law's pride for her grandfather.

Noah is deliberately a little indifferent to Gita because it follows the game that Gita is playing, did not Gita say is coming the moon? So why bother, if only the kiss there kiss here makes Noah a headache, because last night it has started to the core game. If only the heating doang Noah ogah.

Cie cie is selling expensive.

Gita's mother who was counting and taking notes on anyone who gave gifts and envelopes that had been named, and how much her donation looked at Gita with a wrinkled forehead.

The middle-aged man who has been wading through the household for about twenty years was not at all kepo with the words of his wife.

Because of their time when they were young, religious shia about the illegitimate relationship of the opposite sex that is not mahramnya not as widespread now.

Most tausiyah can be heard from mosques or moshollas that are dominated by the elderly, in contrast to today.

As the age advanced and the world grew older, the old and the young were in a race to gain religious knowledge and to get on the straight path.

When the days of Gita's mother and father otherwise dating, not cool. Gibb.

"Indeed, before marrying my father, how many times did I date?"

It's good to pry the story of his mother's past from before seeing the busy-associated Noah.

"Forgotten, my mother is beautiful. Your father's the last."

Gita is ticking, yes. Do you have any intention of changing your husband?

...*****...

"Bang, Bang," Firda sat down cross-legged next to Hamish who had fallen asleep

Most men do, after the hormones are channeled, all plums. Sleep was so good, even though the new time showed at nine o'clock at night.

"Hmm, you haven't slept?" Hamish rubbed his eyes away the drowsiness.

"I'm hungry,"

Hamish grazed both eyes while recalling, hadn't they eaten before they went back into the room?

"Do you want to eat again?"

"Yes, but I want to eat shellfish satay."

"Sate shells? Buy where?"

Firda shook his head, he was scrolling medsos because he was not sleepy. Someone posted a typical cooking shell satay from the tip of the island of Sumatra, he really wanted to taste it. His saliva had almost dripped because of drooling.

Hamish fiddles with the cell phone, where he can find satay according to Firda's request. But until his eyes ached, Hamish could not find where and to whom he could buy it.

"Hm...Dear firda, can you just replace it with other foods?"

Firda shakes back.

"I want it, Bang, I don't want anything else."

"But no one is selling, goat satay or chicken satay, it's both satay."

Firda immediately pouted, his two eyes were already glazed over.

"Abang is the same as the husband of Mr. Rose," said Firda immediately laid his body and hugged a bolster pillow with his back Hamish.

"How same?" tanya Hamish touched Firda's shoulder slowly.

"Both men."

Hamish chuckled, in her firda frown could also be funny.

Hamish recalled, who his friend who came from Medan. Who knows can make the shell satay as desired by Firda, until the drowsiness comes back Hamish can not remember.

"Do you really want it now? What about tomorrow?"

Firda immediately woke up from the fall.

"Promise tomorrow, that's a lot! Twenty pricks. The shell must be big, I don't want the small."

"God willing,"

Although Hamish is still not sure how to get the shells satay according to Firda's request, but it is agreed. Who knows Umi and Abah or her in-laws have a solution.

"Yes already, we're sleeping yuk!" get Hamish ready to put his head back on the pillow.

"Waiting for the shell satay tomorrow, tonight I want to burn corn first."

Hamish exhaled softly, without saying much he got up from the bed and changed his clothes. Preparing to go out of the house to look for grilled corn, at least Firda's request this time is not difficult to get.

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