High School Girl's Match With Country Boy
Event

"Sir Al, now no longer dear yes the same meysa" said meysa with a sad look. Because ever since Renaldy went to train as a soldier, his brother never told them or called them.

"Who said? I don't love Meysa anymore. Brother tuh.. in fact, actually dear to meysa," said sincerely Renaldy with a fixed view of the focus of driving a car.

"Seriously. Then why brother while going to train as a soldier, why not tell the same news as us here" asked Meysa at the end of the sentence. Meysa was like a wife asking her husband. Why never for months.

Renaldy breathed heavily, and exhaled slowly."Brother doesn't want to tell you. There is no network there, so it is difficult to give the same news here" said Renaldy staring at his sister at a glance. Practicing to be a soldier in a forest place, is very difficult. Getting a signal is also difficult. He was very eager to contact his family. How else, being a soldier must be prepared mentally and physically. The same thing would be his wife. Must also be mentally strong, and must accept the consequences.

Meysa answered only 'oh ria doang."Brother Al. I was already this soldier. Surely sister will work here right" asked expectantly meysa to Renaldy. Because, if you are already a soldier, surely the guy does not need to be far from him anymore.

"Sister knows less. Sister will not be here for long" Reply Renaldy while turning the steering wheel of the car.

"I mean" asked Meysa with a frown. Which does not understand the direction of Renaldy's conversation.

"Snob't gonna be here long. Brother was only here for six months. After that, I went back to B." Renaldy. Meysa was shocked to hear her sister's words.

"Cock fast. My brother has been there for years. But not here for a year yet have to come back. Why so soon, brother, must go back there again." Meysa said with a bit of emotion. Unhappy, her brother had to return so soon. He has been there for years.

"There are tasks, which you have to do. As a state servant"

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"Febby..," Call a middle-aged woman, until the sound is heard in one house. The appearance of the middle-aged woman looked neat. It was like going to a show. When it is yes.

"Well" said a little girl. With the appearance of a white dress shirt to the knee. And there was a crown on his head.

"Udah ready." Sapphira asked to see her little daughter who was already in front of her.

"Udah mah" Sahut Febby. And get a nod from Safira.

"Yuk mah, soon the show will start" Invite Haris to her husband Safira.

"Yes Pah" Safira answered gently. Suddenly Haris steps, Febby stops.

"Papa wait a moment. Luziana mana" Safira stared around who did not see the existence, Her eldest daughter.

"Udahlah mah, why are we waiting for the child. There if he comes along, there is shame" said Haris who does not like his wife. Take Luziana to go to her friend's children's show.

"Don't be a reward. That's why she's our son too" Sahut Sapphira who does not like the word her husband, against Luziana. Why why? her husband did not like to take her away, Luziana or go with them. Luziana was his blood-flesh son. But her husband did not like her eldest daughter very much.

"Judah is my mother." Said Haris who did not want to be extended anymore. You see, he can't wait anymore, wants to go to his friend's child's show. For many years, he had never seen his friend's son. That boy is definitely very well established now.

Sapphira immediately walked towards her eldest daughter's room. Only a few snore because of their house, not terraced. But it was so big that his house. The princess's room was almost close to the kitchen. If he came out of the room, just looking next to him would immediately see the kitchen. Moreover, night kepengen nothing, of course he did not have to be afraid to go, take something in the kitchen. Even taking a bath, in the room of the cheerful girl was not the bathroom. While papa's room, mama, his sister's got a bathroom.

Geck..

Geck...

Geck...

"Luziana's." Call Safira while slamming the door of his eldest son's room. A few seconds later, the door opened.

Clamps

Safira was stunned by the shock of seeing the appearance of her eldest daughter. With his dense black hair, which was almost as long as his waist. And the hair looks messy too. Continue to wear pajamas patterned with green caterpillar images. Then the pajama shirt had her arms just along her elbows and pants along her knees.

"What's the matter." He asked while leaning against the door wall.

"You're not ready yet" Safira snapped in a slightly high voice. "Mama said it was Maghrib. If you are ready to pray, then get ready. Because we're going to your papa's friend's birthday party." Connect Safira again with a waist rack. Why was his eldest daughter always so, never heard what his parents said. Be prepared to go to bed, you little Luziana.

"I'm not going with Mah. Mama went with me and Febby. Let Luziana take care of the house" Sahut lightly. Sapphira gave a deep breath, seeing her daughter sometimes always making emotions.

******

Devan smiled broadly at the presence of his old close friend. Until now, the two of them are still familiar.

"Assalamualaikum Dev"

"RIS Walaikumsalam"

"Where are you now? Devan." Haris asked, after they did a typical male hug.

"Alhamdulillah good. That you?" Ask Devan back.

"Thank God for me too." Reply to Haris kindly.

"RIS knows this. My eldest son is called Renaldy." Devan said introducing his Son who was beside him. Renaldy also greeted his papa friend.

"Your son's body is sturdy and sturdy. Different from me whose stomach is distended." The end of Haris's sentence.

"There is only one you RIS. If I look around at your body you're still cool." Devan. They both laughed too.

"His name is old. Should be the age of our cake gini. Already have, grandchildren. Well Kan mommy." Devan looked at his wife as if asking for an answer to what she was saying. Liona nodded in agreement as to what her husband said. And to his friend's wife he also asked for an answer. The same thing with Liona, Safira also nodded in agreement.

"Not another grandchild Dev. But I have a great-grandchild." Haris and the laughter of the two of them broke.

"Grandson, great-grandson, whatever the hell pour Bangka ni" Meysa rolled her eyes lazy. Hearing the talk of his parents and friends that he thought there was no benefit at all. Renaldy was silent.

"Yuk eat." Take Liona to Safira. Safira nodded her head in response. They left the three men. Heading to the room that is special for the wife of her husband's friend. And they came to that special place.

Liona invited Safira to have food on the table. "Sorry yes, the food is just like this" said Liona who did not enjoy it.

"Well what. Say it this way, even this is too much chocolate." Inner Febby. Look at the delicious food on the table. The appetizers are there, the cover is there, just everything on the table.

"Gpa. This is even too much. Abis who is beautiful who will be able to ngabisinnya" said Safira confused, seeing so much food on the table. And get a soft nudity from Liona.

The event also went on as fancy as it was. The people present were also famous businessmen, and dignitaries. Even the schoolgirl Meysa they were all present. They were so astonished to see her show so lavish. Though the show is made only half a day, but able to show, made like a fairytale palace event. Moreover, the guests were shocked to know the eldest son of the most famous and successful business entrepreneur. Become a soldier, the rank of GENERAL.

"Your line still remembers the promise we made first." Devan said with a serious look. Look at his friend sitting in the front seat.

Haris nodded his head. "still. You want your son and our son to get married." Haris said while remembering the promise they both made. But Haris just said it was a joke. But taken seriously by Devan.

"And I, want to take that promise." Devan said with a very serious look on his face. Haris looks relaxed. Renaldy wasn't among them, the guy went to serve guests. And meysa? well go get together with his schoolmates.

Now they're just the two of them, and they're talking about something serious about their son's future."My son is a little Dev. Still first grade Junior." His words tell me that Febby is still Junior High. And not old enough to get married.

"I want to marry Renaldy. Is with your first daughter harris. Luziana Afriani."

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