
The images on the phone look shaky for a while. It turns out that the former mas is setting the camera position so that it can highlight Kendra's room.
"Crazy... I feel so this youtuber." chirped when preparing macem-macem stuff that I do not know he wants apain.
"Okay we start yak. One two three action" he talked to himself while I was just looking at his behavior. "Hi my ex who was there, as a wedding gift I made a special live broadcast to prepare your future husband to be resilient during the event of a broken goal. How, am I right?" he raised both his eyebrows.
"The head of lo peyang. It's called video call. I'm the only one watching"
"Yeah.every time for my dreams so youtubers realized why the hell" the former protest.
"It's right you. This guy wants to be with my man"
"Eits.. patient dong mbak. Patient loved girlfriend. Okay, boss sir.here enter boss sir" Mas Tristan had disappeared from the spotlight just to drag my future husband to the scene.
"What the hell is this?" My imam candidate from the mobile phone screen.
"Tauk tuh.. have already sorted" my pesen.
"To the audience, back to me, handsome man who was never ugly, now I will explain what preparations should be done before the groom"
"Bacot really lo. Direct to the point napa?" i'm interrupting.
"That's the gini that can't. The doctor can be patient. Ntar your husband fled the first mallem because you are not impatient"
"Yes yes.this is me diem." I rush anteng fashion on.
"So there are two things that really must be prepared to produce quality cebong later. Physical and mind. Isn't it doctor?"
Not me to answer, but Mamas, "What's wrong with my son?" the lyrics are to Mas Tristan.
After calming down his former commanding officer, Mas Tristan returned to competing like a professional youtubers, "It all starts with the mind. Including our physical condition. Therefore approaching the first night try not to stress the mind. You don't stress, does the boss want to have a fierce tiger bini?"
"What's that other thing?" I shouted from the end of the phone.
"Gue is not lo ya. I'm the boss." The man then spoke back to his boss, "There is still time for the boss. Thought about again. From nyeles"
"Lo's awas ya brainwashed my man. Ntar your brain that I operate on I keep rendem use bayclin." I've been glaring do not accept.
"Joking.don't be angry. Free was the masceran, ntar cepet wrinkles loh" ngeles aja continues. "Okay, back to the topic of our conversation about stress. Anyway, both the bride and groom should not be stressed. Danger if the girl is stressed. Sick look.."
"What pain?" i'm kepo.
"Yes when the bull was run. His muscles are tight"
"It hurts a lot?" I grimace imagining.
"Ask the same Egi. Dipake street already kayak yuyu kangkang" Mas Tristan even added nakut-nakutin.
"Lo don't kidnap my girl!" the Mamas hit the man on the nape of the man beside him. "Take it easy, I'll slow down"
"What a promise yes.can not be rude" I put a bright look.
"No, baby" the Mamas assured. Meanwhile beside him, Mas Tristan has put on a face of wanting to vomit I love the same prospective priest. Rasainic..