I'm Not a Mandul Woman
Chapter 122

"Mas, I'm wearing some clothes!" Yulia took out a few clothes, bringing them in front of the mirror. Considering the worry, which clothes are the most appropriate for him. Because they are going to attend Andre and Yesi's wedding.

"Which way, but don't be too flashy! I don't want you to be the center of attention, especially men." Romi's hard code gave the wife an ultimatum. For Romi, this is just a friend's wedding invitation, no need to be overstated. Especially when dressing up attracts attention.

"We couple an aja, that blue batik. Let people know we're a couple. Same kid too." Yulia who was in front of the mirror turned to Romi who was only wearing a towel because he had just taken a shower.

"All right!"

Yulia nodded, then also brought the same colored clothes and motifs for Romi and his two children to join the conjecture.

"Start!" The four of them went to the wedding reception. Mima, and his family who came a few weeks ago, came yesterday again and stayed at Romi's house to leave the meeting together.

Romi, Yulia, Shila and Kia who wear blue batik uniforms, as well as Mima, Christian, Ricky and Bu Alvi wear foursome couple clothes with different colors and modes.

Arriving at the event, there are many attendees queuing up to the wedding to greet the bride. Romi held Baby Kia, while Shila was held in her hands by Yulia.

Mixing with many people with various perfume scents made Yulia's stomach churn. Especially if the fragrance of floral perfume, he really can not stand. Fortunately, he had prepared himself, carrying an orange. He opened the skin of the fruit containing essential oil, then inhaled it inside.

"What's up, Mother?"

"Orange!" " Mother nausea when in the place of many gini people."

"Because of the baby's dedek, Bun?" Yulia nodded her head looking at Shila who was also staring at her.

"Mother, I'll have a cup cake later, Mommy?" shila's whinek pleaded with a funny mimic. Usually, if you follow your parents to attend the condangan, the first food you look for is cake.

Her rounded face combined Ceruti's instant hijab with double layers, adding to her timelessness. As a sister he can snack on his sister, but if with mother Yulia and not with sister, he became spoiled instead of playing.

"Yes, honey. Later the same salim Om Andre and Aunt Yesi, yes. Say congratulations first the same who have a wish, then Shila can take the food that Shila likes. Ok!" Yulia and Shila clashed against each other's palms and smiled.

"Ok, Mommy!"

"Thank you, you're coming to our party!" Yulia and Yesi hugged each other. The bride is so graceful and manglingi, as different from her real face. If it wasn't with Andre, maybe Yulia wasn't sure it was Yesi.

"Yes, same thing. Congratulations to you, hopefully cepeet daper momongan and can last until old age. To Grandpa Granny."

"Amijin!" Yesi. And with Andre, Yulia just shook hands with her fingertips. And congratulate me with the same sentence.

Time to head to the banquet room. A wide variety of food, snacks and drinks are appetizing in each booth. But not for Julie. His throat was like clogged, if he did not remember Shila was so enthusiastic to attend the event, he wanted to go home soon. Kia and her father had brought a cup cake in her hand. So did Shila, carrying two pieces at once, while grimacing at Mother who shook her head about her behavior. The boy was so enthusiastic when invited to meet, and the food he first attacked was all kinds of cake.

" What do you want to eat, baby? Let me get it?" romi asked when he saw his wife did not bring anything in her hand.

"No, I have no appetite anymore. I'll take it myself, I'll sit in...!"

"Rome...!" yet Yulia continued her words, a woman called her name who turned her head.

"Laura!"

"Geez Romi, you look more mature with age, but more handsome!" the woman unceremoniously praised Romi, not knowing that Yulia had pursed her lips in dislike.

"We're sitting there, Shila!" whispered Yulia taking Shila to sit in the place provided, not far from where they stood. The two people who had just met also seemed to forget about the surroundings.

"Ih, unyu, this is your son, Rom?" while trying the cheeks of baby Kia who was wrapped in hijab with a butterfly accent on the head, it looks very funny.

"Yes, this is my second child. My first child was also a girl, just like my wife was!" Romi turned to his left, where Shila and Yulia were standing, but nil.

"Eh, where are they?" he muttered and then looked at the view.

"Duuuh, so hot Papa is you. Plus you're getting more and more money, I didn't want you!" Romi just laughed at Laura's joke. Woman dressed gracefully and impressed sexy who used to be her Junior High friend. Also Yesi and Andre's classmate, just different majors.

"You can do it, Ra! Thanks though. Btw, where's your husband?" Romi had already found Shila and Yulia's seat not far from him. The conversation certainly sounded in Yulia's ear, although the sayup sound heard a song from the sound system.

"Me, separate from my husband, Rom. Five months ago. My husband was caught cheating. After the child we wanted did not come, he chose to play with the other woman behind me. And when she was pregnant, she immediately divorced me." the woman who had been so cheerful now had a sad face, and enough to make Romi was wrong and unkind.

"Eh, sorry. It's not that I open your heart wounds. I really don't know. Sorry yes!" the woman smiled.

"What's wrong, Rom. It is my fate path. Oiya, where's your wife, do I know her? Sorry when Dini died, I wasn't in town. Take the ex-husband's official trip out of the island." he regretted.

" Yes not papa. You don't think you know. We never went to school with him. That's him sitting there!" Romi pointed with his finger.

"That's your son too?"

"Yes, I want three. The one in the stomach is still two months away."

"Yeah!"

"Purple...!" Kia who was engrossed in eating cake in her hand showed a finger to the Mother with her Brother.

"Kia, here!" call Shila. Laura escorted Romi's path carrying Kia to Yulia's seat.

"Darling, this is my friend Laura's name. We used to be friends since Junior High. Yeah, right Ra?" Romi sat by his wife's side with Kia jumping into her mother's lap.

"Hi, I'm Laura. Greetings!" the woman with hair on the paint of some color was smilingly extending a hand. And sat down beside Julia.

"Sorry, Yulia. I am not a stranger to your face. But where is it, does it look like a doang?" Laura scanned Yulia from top to bottom, like remembering something.

"Mmm, maybe someone who looks like me, mbak. My face is the market, so .. that's it!" Yulia grimacing.

"Masa, that's it. But, maybe even times."

"You know the bride?"

"Yes, I know both of them, although they are not close. If the groom is my neighbor. My mother's house is behind her.

She's on the side of the highway, if my house goes into an alley!" yulia.

"Oh, you're Andre's neighbor? Pantesan, I'm a stranger. If it's not wrong you often pass in front of Andre's house, when I used to play there."

"Maybe, too!" they immediately look familiar.

"Oiya, this must be Dini's son? Similar to her mother." the woman kept talking making Yulia glance at the husband. Romi just silently looked at the wife hoping that Yulia would not be offended.

"Eh, I'm sorry. I'm slipping ya." smilingly stroking Yulia's arm.

" Hey beautiful, what's your name?" Shila frowned, her seat was worn sitting by Laura.

"Shila, asked Auntie. Answered dong dear!" reprimand Yulia by stroking Shila's hijab.

" Aunty knows my name because Mother called me. My seat was taken!" shila ketus. Laura laughed, only to find out that the child was upset because the seat she was wearing was sitting.

"Ehehe, sorry baby. Then sit with Auntie Yuk!" Shila rebelled unwillingly as Laura pulled her hand to sit on her lap.

"No way!"

"Silver...!"

"Silver...!" Romi and Yulia reprimand Shila at the same time.

"Don't that, dear. Shila must respect the older people, yes. Beloved Mother must know, if not the same respect of older people it is a sin. Yuk apologize, first!" Shila budging. From the way the woman talked to her father she didn't like it. He kept his side and he washed his lips. His right hand still holds a cake that he has not had time to eat..

"Sorry, mother Laura. Shila is sensi. Don't know why. Again sorry." Yulia felt bad. He does not teach courtesy to the child.

"Yes no papa Yulia. You love this kid. I'm sorry, I called you like that let's get along. I'm friends with Romi, I wish I could be friends with you."

" Yes, I'm happy. Honey, you want some ice?" persuade Yulia to stop Shila's ambek. But the little girl shook her head.

"Mmm, if it's ice cream?"

"You Bun," Shila was immediately cheerful.

" Let's go over there, get some ice cream." Shila lowered her hand, and pulled the hand of the Mother.

"He's here with Dad, yeah. Mother bother if you have to carry Kia."

"Don't want to, Kia cama Unda!" he rejected Romi's hand, which would take him from Yulia's sling.

" Come Daddy should come too. Can't be here." glancing cynically at Laura who was staring at Shila.

"Yaudah, come. Ra, I'll stay, yeah."

"Yes, Rom. Just relax. I want to go home too. I've been since, I've tasted all the food."

" Yaudah I say goodbye. Yulia, can I hold your son for a second?" Yulia just smiled as a sign of allowing.

Laura held Zaskia's hand in a sling, then kissed her for a moment, because the boy would not be silent, as if refusing a kiss. Laura laughed instead.

"Ahaha, your son is like you, Rom. Reject me. Hate as much as you did to me." Laura said without awkwardly. Romi glanced at his wife who was also glancing at him full of question marks. Then scratch his eyebrows.

"Not that time either. You guys just met, my son is not easy to get along with new people."

"Hahaha, it's like, dong." Laura laughs.

" Yes, I've left Rom, Yulia, bye...!"

"Bye also ...Auntie!" Yulia clasped Kia's hand and waved it at Laura who was already away.

"Come, Bun! I want to eat ice cream!" Shila pulled Yulia's hand as Laura had already gone away.

"So, that's one of your exes, mas!" Yulia asked as she walked behind Romi who was holding Shila.

"Hhhh, love monkey first. It was a long time ago. SMP time."

"He's the one who chases me, not me who gatel wants to be with him." Romi asserted, seeing the unsightly look of his wife. They were quite familiar.