
"Where do you mean, Shay?" kay whispered as Elea stepped first towards the elevator.
"To buya," answered El briefly, he linked his fingers just as the iron door opened.
"What do you mean, anyway. I don't understand, Sya," urged Kay, he pulled Elea's arm to face her.
Kayshan's new habits Elea knows, in addition to panikan she is also easily affected. Elea did not speak, Efendi's daughter only looked at the arm that Kayshan was holding.
The man immediately realized his mistake, Kay took off the check and gently rubbed in the same place.
"Sorry, you know I like deliverance so don't make me wait, '" Kayshan lirih lamented.
"Willfully let Mas learn self-control .. deserve Gauri so, it is her daddy is also the same," replied Elea, glancing sharply at the man who was wronged regretfully.
Kay was cornered, Elea's speech had a point as well. But the problem today is not about habits and parenting. He did not understand why his wife wanted to go home, what reason Kay would say if Efendi asked later.
Kamala's daughter-in-law rushed to her husband's car and got in. He waited for Kayshan there quietly.
"Yes, please," said Kayshan as he got behind the wheel.
Elea Narasya did not respond, she even put on a headset and began listening to her sister's online review.
An hour's drive in silence, finally taking the Ghazwan couple to Efendi's residence.
Farshad welcomes Elea when she accidentally crosses him on the terrace. The two glanced at each other but Elea did not reprimand her sister-in-law. He even passed by Eiwa who was sitting in the living room.
"Els! greetings, cake!"
"Assalamualaikum, Nyai."
Elea's steps came to a halt while Efendi came out of the room and was astonished at the sudden arrival of her youngest daughter.
"El?"
"Mrs. Can I talk to you for a second?" ask the youngest, with a sad face.
Efendi. "Where's the day?" sahut the father, the look on his face was anxious.
"Assalamualaikum, Ma'am." Kayshan came to greet the in-laws.
"Alaikumsalaam. What's going on, Kay?" the owner of As-Shofa.
"Engh, a-me-," said Kay stammered, glancing at Elea.
"Wait in my room, Mom. I want to talk to Buya first" he said, pointing to the room and pulling Efendi's arm away from it.
"Why Buya?" continued Eiwa when she saw the three clustered in the living room.
Efendi glanced at his second daughter, the twilight man placing his index finger on the mouth of the omen that Eiwa was forbidden to interfere.
Kayshan just nodded, forced to follow the wishes of the wife that he did not understand. The man then pressed the lever of the blue door panel and entered it.
The room size five times four meters was dominated by the color of blue sea and ash. Books and books by famous authors are neatly arranged. Starting from business science, to adult reading novels arranged nicely in glass shelves.
Efendi's daughter-in-law then continued the room tour alone. He opened the closet, his bead moved up and down following the arrangement of clothes on each shelf. Kay touched all of his wife's clothes with a smile.
"Okay, all blue. You like it this way it turns out. I'm starting to understand what you mean, honey," Kayshan murmured, looking at something that was making her brain go wild.
"Totally sexy for sure, the contrast on her white skin," Kay snicked as she touched the object with the black lace there.
Kamala's son also took many photos there, type of reading books, film tapes, skincare, toiletries and even fur sandals and carpet colors. All did not escape his attention.
Kayshan was now sitting at the side of the bed, he was spreading his gaze around. The lips reviewed the smile and his fingers pressed a number on the device pulled from the pocket of the shirt.
While in the reading room.
Elea says that Efendi ignored one important thing about their impromptu marriage. The man initially disagrees but Elea's explanation has a point as well.
"Buya should have come to Ghazwan's residence with the family. Leave me and tell me what it's like to Mas Kay in front of his family."
"Ngunduh. Kamala's mom has a lot of colleagues. If his son's marriage seems sudden and there was no procession just like that .. they also have the right to be asked for an opinion on this, Buya," said Elea.
"We were wrong, mas Kay also .. that night my mother had slept until she was shocked the next morning to find the status of the youngest son had changed," said Elea, with a regretful face.
"You're rejected, El?" efendi asked, not calm down.
"No. Just like something is wrong that .. mama is not given the opportunity to argue here. Please Buya consider .. Our thanks are postponed. Buya can announce that I'm married and we'll start ta'aruf with the Ghazwan family before the reception" Elea said, advancing her seat to the table.
Efendi seemed to be thinking, he threw his back on the chair.
"Kay's an adult, responsible for the decision. We do not ask anything from him .. Yes at most later buy there as you want. Anyway, that's custom, El. Ngunduh ghost, session and reception" said Efendi.
"Not in my mom's point of view, Mom. Please think about it immediately, yes," Elea's pinta got up from there and walked out of the room.
After her youngest daughter left, Efendi weighed Elea's request earlier. He then contacted Emran and Farah the son-in-law to ask for an opinion. (chapter 25, Farah once mommy called the Emran family)
After leaving the reading room, Elea headed for her room. When she opened the door panel, she saw her husband lying sideways on the bed.
Elea took off her long hijab and headed for the bathroom. He plans to meet Nana, the princess's solemnity to help prepare her clothes.
After a few minutes, El pecked himself in front of the mirror, combed his long hair and then sat down on the side of the bed to wear skincare as usual so far.
"Such fragrance!" Kayshan turned around, hugging Elea's waist.
"Eh! .. Last but not least, nana's going first" Elea's pinta.
"No. Obviously, first, what was the talk with buya."
Elea relented, telling her of all Kamala's hidden desires that her body language had captured this morning.
"There's one way you won't refuse" said Kayshan, smiling meaningfully.
Elea seemed to think. "What?"
"Ehm, iniiiii."
Can not refuse because thrashing is free. Kayshan got what he was waiting for and wanted.
Geck. Geck.
"M-mas!"
"No horror" said Kayshan in a heavy voice.
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...Sekap, another ticking bomb...