I ACCEPT YOUR WIDOW
164. IT'S A DANGEROUS CRAZE
Yoga finally arrived in Bali with her family. He used to go there when he was in college with Romi and also his college friends..So a little bit he already knew the place.
Bali is one of the tourist attractions that are very beautiful scenery. It is famous for its cultural viscosity, beaches, diving and many other beautiful spots. Bali is also famous to the world. The beautiful panorama and cultural customs preserved by the people there is a special attraction for foreign tourists.
" In the meantime we'll stay at the hotel first. I'll look for info on strategic places and suitable to open a business." said Yoga
" Yog.seems like we need a vehicle here." said Risa.
" Yes Ma. Later I'll find a car. But sorry ma... used cars.not new cars that are high priced.." replied Yoga really set their finances.
Kristy's money is a lot. But he had to try hard to turn the money around. Not for something wasteful.
" Yes ..it's okay." said Risa who understands their financial condition. He does not need a luxury car because in his house once too many vehicles like that just be a display in his home first. Most importantly, he did not walk because it was very hot. Especially near the beach..
" sir...I want to go around first huh.you're not coming?" ask Kristy Yoga.
" I was here first...It felt like my body was limp..mual continued.." replied Kristy whose pregnancy symptoms recurred. Nausea and dizziness throughout the day.
" You rest first then. If it gets worse later.ask Mama to take you to the doctor..."
" Yes.and ...Mas , please find spicy meatballs and fresh passion fruit...From that moment I was into that dear yeah." said Kristy.
" Ngidam ya.." asked Yoga with a smile. He was happy to feel it at last. Having a pregnant wife who craves, she never knew how Kristy felt alone. Pregnant Xavier even gave birth.
" Hehe..." Kristy smiled sweetly.
" The origin is not cravings that are difficult.." timpal Yoga.
" His spicy meatballs are jumbo yes Mas.continue his Marquis is not the one at the fruit seller.but who cooks on the tree "clear Kristy.
" Oh Dik.barusan not to be difficult..."
" When not followed...Mas's son likes to drool how.."
" Haduu\_uh...."
" Yes in\_kalungin timba.." replied Yoga with a laugh. He pranks his wife.
Sontak Risa and her granddaughter laughed. Amused by the joking of both
" Yes..." Kristy sneered with her cute little lips.
" Yes yes dear." replied Yoga then while bringing Kristy into his arms.
" Oma...what is the lead?" ask Xavier.
" Fill this Xavier...Laughing doesn't know what it means." said Dafa.
" Ohi.." Xavier smiled with his cute face
" Yes, Papa left first... "
" Come with Pa." said Dafi.
" Yuk.." take Yoga. " Dafa take care of Mama and Oma.if there is anything.contact Papa.."
" Prepared Pa.." answered Dafa quickly . Yoga then went with Dafi.
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Yoga left the hotel by taxi. The first goal is to find a vehicle. They head to the showroom to buy and sell used vehicles.
" Dafi..."
" Yes Pa?" ask Dafi quickly
" I'm sorry, Yes Dafi. Since living with me you have moved around a lot...Countless times have you moved here and there ..."
" It's okay Pa...What matters is that we stay together...I'm thrilled...Even though we are going through this difficult time.we still gather like this ...I and Dafa also agreed.if we could work part-time.we will work to help Papa and Mama.." said Dafi.
Yoga was so touched by the words of his stepson. They are still Junior High but their thinking is very mature.
" Papa's son is already big..I can think like an adult..."
" We're Pa's guys...Moreover, we're already big..."
" Cie's...Papa's son is grown..."
" lt..Buy a bicycle later..If our school could go alone. I can bond with Dafa..."
" Yes..." Yoga really amazed his son. They really don't want to bother their parents. They understand the condition of Mama who is pregnant, Papa who is confused looking for a job and also Omanya who will certainly be busy helping the super active little Xavier mom if Mama is teler.
" Can you ride a motorcycle?"ask Yoga.
" Can.."
" Later Papa buy a motorcycle for you. While one used to be for both.If there's more money Papa buy one more.." Yoga does not bear if both children have to step on the pedal every day. Under the hot sun.
" Is the money enough Pa.." asked Dafi, who did not want to burden his parents.
" that's enough...But you have to be careful driving it. You don't have a SIM yet.."
" Yes Pa..Thank you." said Dafi with a smile. Yoga smiled as he touched his son's head and rubbed it.
Dafa and Dafi are still Junior High but their high posture is like a high school boy. They are better suited to carry motorcycles . It is a little risky but it can slightly reduce the fatigue of both children if they have to go home to school alone.
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Yoga bought a used car a middle class minibus . The condition of the car, the year of manufacture are all in check.
" no..While using the name of the previous owner only "the word Yoga. If his name is tracked by Romi of course his position will be known by his Papa again.
Same with the motor for Dafi. He bought a second matic motorcycle...He also did not change the name of the owner of the motorcycle.
" Why is the motorcycle matic a girl? Not a guy motorbike like that." said Yoga while pointing to a Ninja sport bike that is also on display in the show room.
" It's the same Pa..Want a motorcycle girl or boy..Same function..Just look different." replied Dafi.
" Good.."
" Papa already have a lot of motor sport like that at home Surabaya." said Dafi who remembered in their old house near the Yoga campus , a lot of motorsports like that in his garage. Even the price is far above the motorbike displayed in the show room.
" Hehe...Now at least everything is idle there...But when if I have any more I want to meng\_gonceng Mama ah...Ever since I got married, I've never taken her on a bike ride..In fact, in the past while in college was often bonceng\_in campus friends.."
Dafi glanced unhappily at her Papa's story
" Geez Dafi.if this is how you are exactly like your Mama fit again jealous."joked Yoga.
" Papa anyway.pakai talking about college friends all.." said Dafi sewot who thought Yoga must have many girl friends. He looks upset with his lips slightly on the manyun right.
" Same exactly.quickly jealous. Though the college friend I mean is bisma..."
" Ih ...Papa's..." Dafi gegegetan turns out he is being done Yoga.
" Haha..." Yoga laughs loudly. Dafi is really funny and adorable just like his mother. The same mother and son had funny and adorable expressions when tempted. The fruit is not far from the tree.
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Yoga returned to the hotel after buying Kristy's meatballs. They all ate together.
" Don't get a lot of chili.later your stomach hurts how." said Kristy who added the chili in her Meatball bowl.
" It's what asked for Mas's baby." Kristy denied.
" But it's 3 spoons.that's a damn thing.."
" Yes Kris..Not much.." Risa also reminded. Finally Kristy complied with her husband and father-in-law.
" Oh yes, my...Which other one is it?...I wanted passion fruit to cook right out of the tree..."
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Oh, pardon.I forgot...It was too focused to find a place to live and find a place of business..Also look for a motorbike and a car...
Waduh.gimana this..not angry if you speak honestly.
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" So Mas looking around did not meet Dik..Sorry yes." said Yoga reasoned.
Kristy stopped eating. His eyes were glassy with pretty lips. Then he got up and went into his room.
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Waduh.gimana here she is angry...
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" Yog." yeah..."
" So forgot Ma. " said Yoga slowly to Mama.
Risa patted her forehead. He understands what it feels like when cravings but not followed. Because he has experienced it too. The mood of pregnant women is very easy to change. Sometimes it also becomes too sensitive. Easy to cry, easily angry.
" Come after your wife..."
Yoga rushed into his room. He saw Kristy who was crying bitterly because her desire was not followed.
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Geez..cuma because passion fruit ..nangisnya like watching the drama melow sad ending...
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Yoga is completely inexhaustible. A small and trivial thing can make one pregnant mother cry bombay.
" I'm sorry, honey..I actually forgot... Much .. I thought...But I promise you, tomorrow I'll find him until I can.." Yoga lies down at Kristy's side and hugs her. He stroked the soft head of his wife who was crying bitterly.
" right?"ask Kristy
" Yes.promise dear..."
" Remember yes...Passion fruit cooks on the tree.."
" Yes..."
" The color is red.."
" Yes..."
" Keep if picking do not get caught who has.."
" Yeah..Huh uh?...That's the same as stealing..."
" In Bali it is famous for carrying away the woman he loves before marriage... His passion is also Mas...Take one away without knowing the owner of the tree..."
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Oh My God's....Revenge from Dik...It's hard to be right .. If gini for the sake of obeying your cravings Your husband will be in the thud of people sekampung...😓😓😓
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Next day..Yoga accompanied by Dafi went around looking for Marissa as his wife wanted on her motorcycle.
" There's Pa...That ...But...There is a guard." said Dafi pointing to a Marquis tree in front of the house of the man who bears heavy fruit and hangs . Many are red and red. There was a dog there. And from to\_his view. The dog was very unfriendly.
" This will not only be in the thump of people sekampung.but also threatened to be bitten by the barking creature that looks fierce.."
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Oh my God, Deck...Your cravings jeopardize my life...😰😰😰😰
Dog base...🐶 why you use keep the passion fruit tree...
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Yoga in the Heart