FORCED CHEATING
128SHARING FELLOWS

Three days after the return of Denaya and Om Jaka from Jakarta, the residence of Haji Barkah was indeed filled with various souvenirs piled up in sacks in the warehouse next to Pak Haji's house. Some of Pak Haji's employees appear busy helping to pack their groceries and Pak Haji monitoring their work.

From still in Jakarta, Om jaka and Denaya already have an idea to replace the wedding reception with a free souvenir for the underprivileged residents. Either way Ilham from where, when Om Jaka who just returned home finished withdrawing all his investment in the property company owned by his business friend suddenly Om Jaka sparked the idea, and Denaya immediately agreed. So after calculating all the cost of the wedding reception which is estimated to cost almost half EM, Denaya and Om Jaka told the plan to Haji Barkah,it turns out that Mr. Haji also welcomed the noble intentions of the child and his daughter-in-law.

So today, Mr. Haji instructed all employees of his matrial store in 8 branches to close in order to help the course of free basic distribution in each outing in the three nearest sub-districts. No less than 2000 free tickets were distributed the day before by the village officials of each village.

“Giman Well, everything is smooth right?” Denaya asked Pak Haji while putting a mug of hot tea for her father.

“His God, Dena.” Welcome Mr. Haji. “Where's jaka? Dad wants to see direct sub-division of sembako.”

“Still inside. Don't be Dad, we believe in the same as they are.” Denaya kind of objected.

“Daddy just look at it. If you don't want to come, yes let Dad be the same Jaka.” Pak Haji picked up his mug and started sipping his steaming hot tea.

Denaya decided to tell her father's wishes to her husband. Om Jaka who just finished wearing found his phone on the nightstand to coincide with Dena who entered the room.

“Wuidih, Mbakyuku call nih Han.” Said Om Jaka a little surprise that found the name Bu Een on his phone screen. “Surely he misses his handsome sister this nian.”

Denaya. “Udah, game lifted. Ntar diomelin again.”

“Halo, Assalamuailaikum Mbakyuku Endang Sri Lestestari Kusuma fragrant jasmine beaming all day long. How are you?”

“Heh, Jaka! Not much of a stale word! What do you mean to share everything with all the villagers, huh?” Instead of answering greetings, Bu Een even directly sprayed Om Jaka with his cry to make Om Jaka's ears shok.

Denaya asked with her death gesture seeing her husband's shocked expression. Om Jaka just shook his head slowly.

“Why did you, Jaka? You deliberately want to make my merchandise quiet? Want to make my shop not sell?” Cecar Bu Een was still in the same tone.

Curious Denaya immediately approached to cloud the speaker so that she could also clearly hear the voice of Bu Een.

“You and your wife don't need to be rich, spend a lot of money using a show for everything to the residents of one village. You do not know because you my store from the morning & this hour no one bought sembako?!” Furthermore, Bu Een was fiery like the leader of the demo who was again oration.

Denaya widened her eyes in disbelief at what her brother-in-law said.It was heartless for her to accuse her good intentions with unprovoked words. Om Jaka stroked Dena's shoulder so that his wife was not provoked by emotions.

“Udah finished unmade, Yu?” Tanya Om Jaka then in a relaxed tone to his beloved Mother.

“Who else is orating? I'm angry again, again irritated, gedek enek same you, tau!!”

“Continue? How should I do, Yu?” Om jaka even nanya.

“Tau ah, bodo supreme! “

CLICK IT!

Ms. Een disconnected her connection.

“Well, why even be killed anyway? People are asked how they want?” Om Jaka wonder.

Tok tok …

Room door slid from outside. Denaya opened the door.

“Udah did you say same Jaka yet?” Ask Mr. Haji Barkah from behind the door.

“Where, Yah?” Om Jaka is approaching.

“Father earlier ngajakin squirming the distribution of basic food directly to the village office.” Sahut Denaya who forgets to talk.

“Yes, ayok!” Om Jaka is excited.

“Dad change first yes.” Haji went to his room.

Om jaka saw Dena's face was sour. “Eh my beautiful wife is why, why frown?” Temptation Om Jaka on Dena.

Denaya slipped back into the room sitting on the edge of the bed.

“Definitely because of Mbakyu's talk earlier huh?” Om Jaka sat next to his wife, Dena did not say. Om Jaka grabbed his wife's shoulder to face him. “Han, you already know the character of my mother, do not take heart. What matters is that our intentions are sincere. Okay, don't get the problem out. Ok?”

“Pantes aja Via sama Mirza is not calm household, people Bu Een if you say no use filter!” Ketus Denaya's.

“Lho, why bring Via with you Mirza anyway, hmm?” Om Jaka grabbed Denaya's chin and brought his face closer to the adorable lips of his wife, but …

CLUTCH!

“Ouch! Why was I even stabbed anyway, Han?” Om Jaka was shocked to hold his mouth that hit tabok.

“Yes abisnya another person kes main nyosor aja!” Denaya.

“But don't use nabok too! You are like Victoria Lapianska!”

“Hah? Who'sis that? His wife David Beckham, huh?”

“Not! My ex-girl kick boxing athlete!” Sahut Om Jaka keki while rising.

Denaya know if Om Jaka has already said use you I mean he was craving again. Dena quickly realized that her behavior earlier might make her husband sebel, she should not play tabok aja. Because after all her husband was nosy bin tengil. Dena immediately maih arm of her husband.

“Sorry, Baby. Sorry yes.” Denaya seduced while showing her puppy eyes. “Where is sick?” Dena stood on her husband's face with her palms.

Om Jaka pretended to pout then pointed at his pursed lips.

“Utilu…. Here's dictium, Mmmuah ..!” Denaya kissed her husband's lips briefly. “It doesn't hurt anymore, does it?” Denaya God.

Om Jaka smiled broadly.

“Gemeshh...dh! Kayak doll Chucky my husband if again angry, hahaha.” Denaya poking both cheeks of her husband until Om Jaka again grimaced.

“Ish, you're Han, I'm the same Chucky doll anyway?!” Om Jaka protested while removing Denaya's hand from her cheek.

“The policy is really ugly..!”

“What did you say? Try saying once again..” Om Jaka curled Denaya's body with his sturdy arm and in one lift had directly slammed Denaya's body into the mattress and confined it. “You have to pay for it because you dare to design your handsome husband like a chucky doll..” Om Jaka wants to nyosor Dena again.

Denaya revolted while laughing with carelessness because her husband's face continued to rub against her.

“E-ekhem!” The sound of Mr. Haji's deheman from the open door of their room. “Jaka, so don't send Dad?” Ask Mr. Haji from outside the room pretending not to see their scene.

“Eh, so Well!” Om Jaka was a little surprised.

“Dad wait yes!” Mr. Haji left the front room.

“This time you escaped. Wait for my revenge tonight, Katemi!” Say Om Jaka while getting up.

“Basic Bokir!” Reply Denaya.

“Eeh, no good yes call your own husband?” Om Jaka started again to attack Denaya.

“I call Daddy!” Threaten Denaya grinning.

Om Jaka urung's. “You're not coming, Katemi? Do you want to stay home?” Tanya Om Jaka later.

“Wait! I'm coming, Bokir!” Denaya got up to fix her headscarf that morat marit gawk left poking right, then …

HUP!

Denaya jumps on Om Jaka's back. “Gendong to the front huh?”

Om Jaka smiled at the behavior of his wife who had begun to be brave and not shy again like the beginning of marriage. Om Jaka also carried Denaya out of the room.

“Down, down here, Beb.” Pinta Denaya when they reach the living room.

“Tanggung, until the car.” Om Jaka cuek's.

“Ih, ntar diiratin dad. Downstream.” Denaya slapped her husband's back.

“No papa, no shame.”

“Ih, I'm bitching if it doesn't go down.” Threatened Denaya.

Mr. Haji who was sitting waiting on the terrace turned to the two of them who were noisy. Om Jaka grinned while Denaya was still in a sling.

Pak Haji just bobbing his head to see the behavior of the child and his son-in-law while patting the eel. “Basic bridal bangkotan!” He chuckled, walking towards the car parked in the yard.

“Tuh right, gluedekin!” Denaya slumped down.

“Eh, please. There's that forgetfulness!” Om Jaka goes back inside while Denaya catches up with her father in the car.

“Si Jaka what else?” Ask Pak Haji who saw his son-in-law has not been nongol after some time.

“Neither, Dad. He said there was something forgetfulness.”

Om Jaka then appears with a parcel in his hand.

"Snap, Bokir! Very long anyway?" Denaya cried to Om Jala who again locked the door.

"I'm coming, Katemi....!" Sahut Om Jaka while giving the parcel to the Denanya to bring it.

"You guys are really a unique couple. Yesterday call Bebeb Honey, now replace Bokir and Katemi." Pak Haji's comments while grinning.

"It's also the same call baby, Dad." Reply Om Jaka took a seat behind the wheel.

“What is this?” Denaya asked looking at the parcel given to her.

“Bundery for Yu Een. Later we stop by there berent no papa right?” Om Jaka glanced at his wife.

Dena did not say, Mr. Haji in the backseat only beards. Om Jaka's car drove.

The first place they visited was a village office that was close to home, then continued to some other villages. Indeed, not all of their village offices are visited, just a few, considering the time as well.

Om Jaka, Denaya and Pak Haji are very happy to see the enthusiasm of the citizens receiving help. They lined up in an orderly manner. The local village chief also welcomed their arrival. Some of the village heads they met expressed their gratitude for the generosity of Pak Haji's family who had helped their residents. Even quite a lot of residents who pray for Denaya and Om jaka directly when they meet while waiting in line for the basic meeting.

“Mbak Dena and Mas Jaka yes?” Sapa a mother who is carrying a child after receiving help.

“Iya, Mom. I'm Denaya and this is my husband Mas Jaka.” Sahut Denaya is friendly.

The mother experienced and said the terms of love followed by several other residents who had finished waiting in line.

“Hopefully the wedding is lasting huh Mbak, Mas.”

“Sampe grandparents, until death separates.”

“And quickly get momongan ya Mbak, Mas.”

“Aamiin, thank you mothers all her prayers.” Denaya reply sincerely.

“No need for KB mbak, let cuss.” Connect the mother who was carrying the child. “I think I am, every two years pregnant. I have nearly a dozen children now. May Mbak Dena also his son a lot of my kayak yes ..” Continue the Mother with a wide laugh followed by Aamin congregation of all residents who crowded.

Denaya smiled but her heart suddenly ached, especially when Om Jaka nudged his arm and whispered , “tuh, a dozen! Are you strong, Han? We're joss starting later tonight huh?”

Denaya immediately gave a small pinch on Om Jaka's waist to make him grimace.

“Aww... Aww... ssshhh.

Pak Haji and Pak Lurah who witnessed it from a distance laughed. After everything was enough, they said goodbye.

“Dena, Jaka, do you see how happy they all received help earlier?” Mr. Haji opened a chat when they were already in the car about to continue the journey to Bu Een's house.

“Iya, Yah.” Sahut Om Jaka and Denaya together.

May Allah grant them all their prayers? I'm so happy to have a son and daughter-in-law like you.” Praise Mr. Haji with gratitude.

“Aamiin..”.

Help that may not be how much it means to those who really need it, especially in the midst of an increasingly difficult economy like now.

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