If You're a Mate, How else?
The Hape Number

The engagement of two families is different. From the start of luxurious decorations even at home, to the innate srah-srahan of the Mas Andi family is incredible price makes the contents of my account co envy see it.

During the event, I secretly observed the interaction between Mas Andi and Ms. Ellen. I still wonder about these guys. Do they really love each other or do they really love each other? How does it feel to still not believe.

Not only Mas Andi and Ma'am Ellen who I noticed. I also stole a look at the Babas Tumbas, the, perhaps he was sad and heartbroken to see the two people who pin the ring on the ring finger with a smile fluffy between them.

But all my expeditions are unproven. The Babas stayed cool with his jutek face like that time.

Like this Tian, a serious typical who doesn't like to joke around. People laugh because of Mas Andi's words when they want to step over him, uh the Babas just messem doang. It was also forced. In fact, I was surprised, he was able to make fun of me even though jokes a la papack-bapack super crisp.

"Where's Retno mom?" ask Babas to me after I close the show.

Bummer. This is the person why it was suddenly behind me.

"Sickness," I answered briefly.

"Pantes is invisible."

Who said I didn't have a friend? Pake it now!

"Who are you here to?" ask again.

COCOA.

"Yes, it's myself."

"You don't have an assistant? Usually if the artist has an assistant?"

This is starting people.

"I'm not an artist. So there is no assistant, "Lagian Mbak No is also multi-job. It could be an assistant, it could be a manager as well. Why did I recruit so many people?

"Now who are you going home with?" tanyakanya.

"Huh? Alone, Mas" I answered briefly, densely, and clearly.

"Aren't you afraid to drive yourself? I never told my sister to be alone above nine."

But I'm not your sister, old lady.

"I'm not Mas Tian's sister, am I, after all" Why is this a very big-headed person?

"I mean, mmm... How do I take you home?"

"Oh, don't do it. Thanks though. Still at this hour, on the road is still rame, Mas," I refused. Dih, now the songong can mode too!

Very sad to be taken with him. Anyway, I'll bring my own car. How does he try? Strange-odd this guy.

"Seriously?" tanyakanya.

Yes, it is Baaas!

"Yes Mas. Not only this time I'm coming home at this hour alone, Mommy."

"Hm... If so, write your number, Yang. Let me know, you're home or not," he said, holding the phone for the second time to me. "But you don't give me Retno's number, do you? Since this had nothing to do with the work," his face was so serious that it made me grimace at his insinuation.

"I'm sorry, Mas. I think that time Mas Tian wanted to contact me about work," I said while taking his hape.

"No problem" he answered lightly.

What the heerrggghhhttt... Yesterday I thought half-empty. What did he say just now? NO PROBLEM? god damnit. It was a waste of time feeling guilty about him. Not to mention, at home is a debate because I have to apologize. And he, as good as udel said no problem? Very excited for people!

"Udah, Which?" tanyakanya.

"Mas Tian, I once WhatsApp to Mas Tian. That's my number, Mas." I'm giving back his hape.

"What time?" He took the phone from my hand and then opened WhatsApp. "Which one, Yang?" tanyanya while moving position to my side. He kept scrolling his WhatsApp content without covering it up from me.

"This one? Uh not like it," she opened one of the chats and then closed it again.

This crazy guy. Chatted him a lot.

"It was 62, Mom."

The Babas then reached into his pants pocket, removing the HPEC hape.

"Oh, you chatted to my private number as it turned out," he said diverting attention from his hand gestures.

Lah, this mode is a real person!

"I don't know if it's Mas's personal number or not. At that time Ma'am Retno's phone from that number," I explained.

"Hm... I didn't chat at that time? Why ya?"

WHERE I AM TAH—

"Oh... It was just as I was about to go to Germany to pick up my mother. Sorry yaa.." he said casually.

"Yes, go home be careful. Let me know later, will you?"

"Can, Mas."

Eh what? I ngabarin him? This is my mouth to answer anyway!

"Goodle. Thanks for helping Ellen and Andi, yeah. Be careful on the road."

"Together, Mas. Ter—"

"The message sought from earlier does not exist. Lo turns out to be alone again with Yayang," said Mas Andi while holding the hands of Ellen's mother who tailed behind him.

"Here I want permission to go home first, Mas," I replied with a smile looking at the couple who did not let go of their hands.

"Why is he still here, Ndi?" cut the Babas.

"Emang why?"

"Family you already want to go back," Babas his face was fierce if he spoke with Mas Andi.

"Gue back in the anter lo ya, Yan? Still miss the same Bebeb," pinta Mas Andi while grinning.

"No I'm anter lo, yeah! Go home alone on a motorcycle taxi," ketus the Babas.

"Lo's time is very much the same as your own sister-in-law, Yan!"

"Lo's independent, dong. Kayak Yayang," the Babas glanced at me.

What the hell?

"Honey home alone, Yang?" ask Andi to me.

"Yes, Mas,"

"If git—"

"Can't go with Yayang! Lo crazy! Just engaged to my sister," grumbled the Babas.

Woowwww... Typical possessive Sister. So this is the behavior of Babas who made me misunderstand. Oh my...

"Who wants to be together? I want to say be careful with Yayang," Mas Andi replied with a laugh. Ellen laughed too.

Ahaha... Just this time, I saw Babas nahan's face embarrassed. So people don't suudzon! Shame itself, right?

"Mas, don't be jealous, don't be jealous" said Ellen.

"Who is jealous? I just don't want—"

"Gue wasn't the kid yesterday afternoon anymore, elaah... Anyway, you see my seriousness dong. My efforts all this time" protested Mas Andi.

And, for the second time I got caught between their dramas. Why the hell are they? The Babas seems to be very scared of his sister in the mainin Mas Andi. What was Mas Andi?

"If so, I say yes, Ma'am. Thank you for believing in me, Mas, Ma'am," I said cutting their debate that I did not understand at all. Than being stuck over time, mending home right?

Sister Ellen approached then hugged me, "thanks Yayang for her help. Anyway, later should come to our wedding," he said.

"InshaAllah Ma'am. Congratulations, Mom, Ma. Moga's making good preparations."

"Yes. Gotta speed this up, Yang. A month will not be strong," complained Miss Ellen.

"It's also a two-week success right?" timpal Mas Andi's.

"Yes, but it's a different wedding, Hon," replied Ellen.

"Same aja. You just calm down, it will take care of us not only, Beb."

"Discuss later. Poor Yayang wants to go home." Babas' voice stops Mas Andi and Ms. Ellen's debate.

"Oh yes. Come on, I'll take you to Mama" Ellen pulled my hand.

I just found out, that Miss Ellen is like me. That is to say, we were both raised by single parents because it turns out that his father was also dead. We are also the youngest, and have an older brother. But my brother isn't as possessive as Babas. Indeed, the Babas looks very Family Man. He is in charge of his family.

Loh, why do I even praise him? Hiiihs...

"Don't forget to call me, Yang," Babas' voice struck me in shock.

Damn, the guy's behind me again!

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About, this time Yayang will contact the Babas no?

Come on in the comments, let it be festive. Hidhi. Thanks