HELLO SUNSHINE
Hello 156, Forgive

"What do you want to drink, brother?" Izza asked with lip movements and hand movements like people were drinking, because Izza did not want to disturb Rama who was talking on the phone seriously.

"Coffee is black but not sweet" Rama replied with a lip gesture as well.

"Ok" Izza said without a sound but his thumb was raised.

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Izza returned to the room after making coffee, then placed a cup of coffee and warm sweet tea on the table where Rama was sitting. After that, Izza sat down next to him.

Rama immediately laid his head on Izza's lap. His HP speaker was activated and HP was placed on his chest, his hands were busy grasping and kissing Izza's hands.

There was a conversation Rama had with his cousin in Surabaya who was again encouraged because she was a victim of PHP for a woman. Which makes more nyesek because the woman has brought her money of twenty million rupiah for reasons borrowed to treat her sick parents. It was still outside of some items given as gifts.

"Welcome to wingko club Bro" led Rama with Javanese dialect dimed-medokin.

"Yo wingko. wis kadung tresno jebule may be considered a conco (already in love but only considered a friend)" answered his cousin Rama.

Both are laughing.

"Saiki iso ngenye' , wis ra jomblo (now can already insult, it's not single)" continued his cousin Rama again.

"Hahaha .. combro ae ono isine, your time is empty Bro (a combro only has its contents, your heart is empty)" Rama's ledek becomes more and more.

"Babarblas ra ono empathine Mas Ram" lamented his cousin Rama.

"Lah. kowe ra percoyo. wis wonti-wanti kui cewe matre. Titale witing tresno mergo karep dijak blonjo reno-reno (you don't believe, it's been reminded that girl matre. The title comes from love because you want to be invited to shop for various things)" said Rama.

"Sak umpamane kowe iso ngrasakke kepriye rasane dadi kamku will surely understand opo rasane, sick and disappointed (For example you can feel how it feels so I'm sure you will understand the taste, it feels, sick and disappointed)" continued his cousin Rama.

"Yo wes. I arep dating sek karo bojoku, mumpung Sachi karo Papane (yes already. I want to date the same wife, mumpung Sachi with Papa)" said Rama.

The phone closed, Rama put his HP on the table. Izza's hand was placed by Rama on his head.

"Pijitin De..pusing nih a lot of work that is not ontime" Rama.

Izza's hand pinched Rama's head slowly.

"Who's the brother who called?" ask Izza.

"Prasetyo. his son Om Omar. Abis cheated her girl, inget ga last time we went to Surabaya continue to meet at the Mall, which she walked the same girl, was already ringed. From the looks of it aja looks like awe matre that really" said Rama.

"Drink his coffee legs, it will be cold and not good" Izza recalled.

Rama got up and sat next to Izza. Sipping the coffee slowly.

"Such sweet De" protested Rama.

"Sweet of mana kak, sugar is only one third of ordinary rich sachets" explained Izza.

"Try it" said Rama while nyodorin glass to Izza.

Izza drank it little then felt carefully the coffee made.

"Ga sweet really... This bitter even Kak" said Izza while taking tissue to wipe his mouth.

"Soalnya that makes too sweet anyway, so the sweetness down to the coffee deh" ledek Rama full victory.

"Oh my goodness. Watch it get bullied mom-emak santen community. Can they say, Kak Rama tuh garing sombalannya rich crackers" joked Izza.

"Well, the mothers are all carried around, rich at being able to fight. Also need a diluted brain and high levels of romance .. sure they can make it?. .. hehehe" ledek Rama.

"Beuh.they are old people can be more senior than us, but if the business is competitive .. The king of sheep can be less like them, can salim because it is less dreadful" defending Izza.

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Izza changed clothes with a nightgown that was given by Mba Nur, not a negligee but a yukensi t-shirt suit and scintillating shorts. Mba Nur said that Rama would be more excited about Izza.

Rama is busy with both laptops, seriously until he sees the look of Izza who ngggemesi.

Izza enjoyed her warm tea while turning on the television. Occasionally laugh to see an overseas talk show that is the host of the show including comedy elements when digging up conversations with sources.

Over time, Rama turned his eyes towards Izza, curious about what made him laugh.

"De's new clothes? never seen" asked Rama as he walked closer to Izza.

"Yes, Mba Nur gave three sets, the two sets were batik long-cut models. Well this one is given one, he said a special nightclothes for the same husband's night service" Izza tease.

"Mba Nur deserves a bonus, really your gemesin De" said Rama.

"Don't tell me to buy this model that many yes.this is special if there is no Sachi aja" Izza recalled.

Rama holds Izza's hair tied up in a ponytail. He opened Izza's hairpin and curled it up until Izza's neck was seen.

Rama's desire to immediately make out with Izza was difficult to stem, showering Izza's neck with a soft touch of Rama's lips. Izza was shocked and shocked. Izza was already good at reading sikon, if Rama like this means being invited to start making out.

The television was turned off by Izza.

Slowly Rama pushed Izza's body to lean against the sofa. Rama who set the game by starting the moves he got from his married boy friends.

The couple is getting closer physically, thus increasing the intimacy and passion of both.

"Do you want to go here or move to bed?" whispered Izza teasing.

Obviously Rama is getting hotter because it is heated by Izza.

"Where ajalah De .. we finish tonight, yes if later continue in the bed or bathub also can" whispered Rama as his hands began to actively groan Izza's body.

"The curtain closes first Kak.. later someone will see" Izza pinta.

Rama squeezed the remote to close the curtains in his room.

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"Fruit of tea naon my dear?" asked Mang Ujang desperate because from afternoon Maryam cried for fruit gohok.

"There was A'. yesterday look at the utube other people ate it" whined Maryam.

"Oh Allah.or easy cravings why the hell. Really deh.. I don't know what fruit it is" replied Mang Ujang.

"Did you love our baby?" maryam.

"What affections can be judged by gohok fruit?" asked Mang Ujang plain.

"Just don't want to know.. Aa' got to find it" whined Maryam again.

"Ntar Aa' ask first to people, maybe better understand the word how the fruit gohok" said Mang Ujang.

Mang Ujang went out of the room and asked the gohok fruit to the housekeeper at Mr. Isam's house. They answered variously, even confusing Mang Ujang.

"Where is this... Maryam cravings to eat gohok fruit. Dizziness deh nutmeg." said Mang Ujang while twitching his own head.

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Rama who just finished making out with Izza, went out to the balcony of his room to dry the sweat.

Seen Mang Ujang again sat in front of the security post.

"Mang..gapain already at night there, tomorrow we walk in the morning, later the reason drowsiness" shouted Rama.

Mang Ujang walked over to the balcony.

"Maryam cravings for fruit gohok Mas Boss. This asks people even more headache" Mang Ujang.

"Gohok's? is there a gohok fruit name? just heard" said Rama confused.

Izza who heard the discussion of Rama and Mang Ujang immediately put on a long kimono towel then wear a hijab syar'i so as not to look too much she wears a kimono.

"Gohok is called the Betawi people, in Sunda the name kupa beunyeur, happened to have brought friends and the name is various. It is round but slightly oval. The fruit sticks to the stalk. The size is as big as a dukuh. Her skin was either dark purple or red if she was young. The flesh is white feels chewy like mangosteen, but it tastes asem, yes asem seger because it contains a lot of water. The seeds are small and oval in the middle" Izza explained at length.

"Ga kebayang Mba. know where he bought it?" ask Mang Ujang.

"Ga know deh. try to find only to the markets, who knows there" Izza advised.

"That mah is not the solution Mba Boss.. This is how dong? can cry overnight Maryam if not obedience" complained Mang Ujang.

"Pinter-pinter refer first Mang . said tomorrow sought to the market" Rama's idea.

Rama and Izza went back into the room.

"De. the day after leaving the city yes, please masakin to bring yes" Rama info.

"Tumben's going out of town? I asked for it" said Izza.

"You will the day after tomorrow want to meet with the guidance lecturer and his contemporaries, as a form of gratitude to the lecturer. It is also the place to be booked" Rama said.

"Yes, for twenty people" Izza replied.

"Buying the guidance counselor must be all out, do not need to be ordered food, let's choose as you please. The same buyin what gifts are good, personal only gifts. Brother ask masakin side dishes need extra money?" said Rama.

"Do .. what do you want to make sure?" ask Izza.

"Later write what you bring" replied Rama.

"OK" Izza replied.

Rama hugged Izza again then kissed her lips gently and stroked her affectionately.

"My wife dear, when you love me, love me for who I am, do not expect perfection, because no man is perfect. Love will be beautiful if it is based on the love of the Creator, because love comes from Him and the most important love is love for God. Your sacrifice is great, because you always take care of the heart of a loved one, when sometimes your own heart is tormented. Honey, Brother really loves you and hopes you will always be there in every step of your life, stay with your sister until you can no longer breathe for you" said Rama who is still struggling spoiled in front of Izza.

"Sir Rama Tumben said this, do not want to nakutin ah Kak, rich people want to go far and not go back" said Izza worried.

"I love you Fayza Noor Zaina" whispered Rama in a spoiled voice.

"Sister..make Izza the last and only one in your life" said Izza ga lose friend.

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Wednesday afternoon, police led by Mba Rani entered the Pesantren area owned by Abah Ikin. There were about five policemen in the guard.

Rama was already in Pesantren as well, following a ride in public transportation alone.

"The process of Mr. Rama's request to rehabilitate sister Gita has been allowed by the police with your own guarantees. Seeing lately that sister Gita has seen signs of anxiety and multiple suicide attempts, we think it is necessary to reconsider that sister Gita can be rehabilitated. As a security procedure, there will be two policemen on alternate duty to monitor the movements of sister Gita. The time is given for two weeks" Mba Rani said formally.

"Okay, Miss Rani, thank you for the help. I really appreciate the adoption of this rehabilitation request" Rama replied formally.

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Mba Gita is brought before Abah Ikin, the police and Rama. His face looked pale and somewhat thin.

Since marrying Izza, Rama never allowed Izza to visit Mba Gita, because he did not want Mba Gita to affect Izza various.

Izza actually miss Mba Gita, but he did not dare to go against Rama's orders. Rama had just met Mba Gita again today after Mba Gita was fugitive.

Rama approaches Mba Gita. He sat in front of Mba Gita. Tears have flowed profusely from both eyes of Mba Gita who looks sunken.

"Mba.." said Rama slowly.

There is no other word that can be said by Mba Gita, but Mba Gita immediately hugged Rama tightly. Rama refused and let Mba Gita feel comfortable in his arms.

Rama is seen trying hard to hold back his tears. Everyone who watched was moved. Somehow all the resentment and anger with Mba Gita can disappear so much.

Rama slowly rubbed the back of Mba Gita. Then Rama wiped the tears Mba Gita used tissue nearby.

"Sorry Mba yes Mas Rama" said Mba Gita still as much as he pleased.

"Call Rama aja Mba.kan now Rama his younger brother Mba Gita. Maafin Rama also yes.gain Izza jenguk Mba permission during this time" Pinta Rama sincere.

"You understand .. When Izza said he would marry you, Mba knew he would be safe from Boy and other drug dealers. Mba also believes you will be able to love Izza well" said Mba Gita.

"We open a new page yes Mba" asked Rama.

"Yes.... Thank you for everything, because of revenge, Mba's life became a mess. Don't waste Izza, he's a good boy, it's not his fault that Mama Mba committed suicide. Izza never knew this, but Mba who knew even put the mistake to him. God loves Izza very much, God has always protected Izza, maybe because Izza is a child who obeys his religion" explained Mba Gita.

"Sama Mba, at first I also put a lot of resentment and gratitude the same situation to Izza. Thank God she is the wife of Sholehah who never denied my words. If he is impatient maybe our household has long been a mess of times Mba" said Rama.

"Where's Izza?" ask Mba Gita.

"He's not coming with Mba, but I promise he'll be here soon to meet Mba. I just don't want him to be sad because Mba entered the Pesantren with police control, there must be a mental burden to see Mba with handcuffed condition as well. So I want him to meet Mba if he is in normal condition. Have you eaten?" rama asked seriously.

"Mba lately has no appetite, the effects of addiction make Mba become nauseous, finally lazy to eat because it will definitely vomit" explained Mba Gita with exposure that is not usually absorbed.

Rama got up and took the bag Izza brought. Removed all the piles of plastic places prepared by Izza, Rama asked Abah Ikin's family to get rice for Mba Gita.

"Mba... This is Mba's favorite food, right? Izza did it. It's got dried potatoes, pulmonary rendang and fried onions. The food that I always see is in every side dish that Mba Gita brings as supplies to the office" said Rama while opening a plastic place in front of Mba Gita.

"This is all Izza made?" ask Mba Gita.

"Yes .. surely Mba Gita kangen is the same cuisine? He's getting better at cooking. Already began to vary the menu that he mastered, but still this three side dishes that he often made, even if the fried onion should always be there. Every meal, I saw a look of sadness on his face, maybe with this meal, he wanted memories of eating with Mba Gita time yes" said Rama.

"Yes .. you deserve to look fat now" joked Mba Gita.

"Yes nih.. five months of marriage directly gain weight, profit is still the same routine of swimming ngegym, if you're not even more added to my scales. Nih stomach that was sixpack has started to go to one pack hahaha" added Rama.

"That's a sign of his body Big Boss... One pack hehehe" replied Mba Gita began to smile.