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Chapters 18. Four Monthly Party

"I don't like your wife, she looks like a circus clown. Find the others!" Whisper Lee Minna as the woman walks towards her parked car in the yard.

"Hahaha," Naufan responded with a laugh. Recalling what the Pravita wore, the girl wore pink pajamas with various shades of red, yellow, and green. Rabbit bandana is blue and magenta sandals. Everything attached to his body is really colorful. Lee Minna called him a circus clown.

In the kitchen, the girl was packing cooking utensils and washing them. Some places are clean and the stove is shiny like new.

"The crafter is also him." Lirih Naufan saw Pravita who was cleaning up in her kitchen.

The girl glanced back, it just so happened that there was someone who could be subjected to the impingement of her fatigue. "Hey, you! Comehere!" the girl shouted waving a pot washcloth to Naufan. The man approached.

"Home this big, no intention to rent people cleanin this house what? I'm tired of cleaning mute."

"Gak, if tired, do not need to clean dong. Ribet is very." Saut the man.

"Basic stingy men!"

"Belgroff." Naufan breezed and walked upstairs.

In the room, Pravita would take ointment by for her feet. Due to the rush of pouring freshly boiling hot water on the glass filled with green tea yesterday, the hot water spill accidentally hit his feet.

"See my ointment here no?" Pravita asked for an object she felt had been placed on the bed since morning. Naufan who was sitting and checking his phone, while moving to lift his body slightly to the right and left, he looked for objects that were under his butt.

"Nothing." The answer.

"Ck, ada. I put it here, where it might not exist."

"Nothing." The man's elak confirmed the answer.

"there is! Try to stand up first." The girl's orders.

The man stood up, and... Plaque! the girl stabbed her husband in the ass.

"Well, right. I said what? It's right here."

"Hust, hus, quiet. Grandpa called." Naufan held up his index finger in front of his mouth.

"Hello, Cake. Oh yes, well cake. Yes, Okey." Saut Naufan with his grandfather.

"Sore there will be 4 monthly party invitations." Naufan told me.

"Who?"

"Friends of grandfathers." Answer the Man.

"Why should we come? I'm lazy."

"It's orders! Not to be violated, regarding grandfather means concerning my interests and referring to my first requirement." Said the man. Pravita was careless given those requirements. Yeah, he still remembers.

"The way out ashar." Naufan added giving additional information.

"Our Ashar is leaving?" Ask Pravita.

"Over Ashar the show begins. We leave at 2 because the journey is far." Answer the man.

Not a woman if not given time to prepare. Just like Pravita rejected such impromptu information. "Egh, is it ko? That's mah, it's 1 o'clock. How can I be ready in an hour?"

"Can, eat it quickly shower. Girl hasn't had a shower at this time." Naufan said as he walked out of the room.

"Hey, how can you call a girl when you're married?!" Pravita threw a pillow at the man's back.

"Aren't you the girl?" Naufan–the man asked by bending his head at the door of the room.

"Bad!"

Just stay with the heels, then Pravita is ready to go. But, the girl was glued. The front model of his shoes pursed, while his feet blistered painfully if forced.

The man went back to the room, asking how much longer it would take to prepare. There was no reply from inside, the man opened the door of the room. Pravita who was sitting on the edge of the bed looked down.

"Are you ready yet?" Naufan asked. The girl shook her head.

"Can I not come?"

"Why?" The man approached.

"The shoes don't fit, my feet are swollen and it hurts to be forced." Pravita said her pink shoes were lying on the floor, while her feet were on the floor blistered, and swollen.

"Your feet are so swollen and watery like this, we'll just go to the doctor?" The man looked down.

"No, the problem is that my heels can't be used."

"Wear the other one flat."

"Ish, how can. I look short, no-no." As someone who has a height of not reaching 160 centimeters makes Pravita not confident if not using high heels.

"More importantly which, safety or cross-section?" Husband says.

"WEAR THE OTHER ONE." Added.

Pravita exited the room wearing pink flat shoes, her face grim.

"Why again?"

"What?" The girl noticed her own appearance from top to bottom.

"Your face, why is it so grim?" Ask the man.

"Look at my feet, look very short huk huks." The girl's lips advanced nearly five inches.

"Hehehe, cute. Already, come on." The evilness came out of her husband's mouth.

Naufan–dia took his wife's hand into the gate of the party. Like a party belonging to a rich man, everything that happens is very luxurious. Decorations, food, waiters, music, and guests who come also look like they are not lower middle class people.

"I'm so embarrassed. I look so short, don't I?" Pravita held her husband's arm and spoke slowly as she walked along the red carpet inside a building.

"No" answered Naufan, though in his heart he laughed and amusedly walked with a woman whose height was not even to the limit of his shoulders.

Suddenly someone greeted me,

"Hi, our young master! Mr Naufan or Mas Naufan? Very fresh after marriage?!" Said a man greeting Naufan.

"Hi, Bas! Yes, thank goodness I look happy." Saut Naufan shook hands with the man.

"Hello, Miss Naufan. How's things?" Greet the man to Pravita.

"Hello, good news," Pravita shook her outstretched hand.

The man whispered to Naupan. "Is your wife pregnant?"

The man asked turned to his wife, "no, hem. Not yet, why?"

"Try checking, it looks like she's pregnant because her calves and legs are swollen." The man whispered to Naufan. Pravita heard it, then she pulled the arm of her husband who she was embracing.

"Bahahaha, yes okay. After this I'll take it to the gynecologist." Naufan's words made him get a hard pinch on his arm.

"Don't pump why? How could I be pregnant if your terms forbid it. You freak!" Dumal Pravita to her husband.

The girl was on her tiptoes looking for someone. "Where's your grandfather?" Ask Pravita.

"Why look for grandfather?" He confirmed the circumference of Pravita's hand on his arm.

"I miss." Answer Pravita.

"really? You miss my grandfather?" Nodding Pravita answered the question of the man beside her.

"Grandfather doesn't exist, we come to represent. If you miss, come by grandpa's house." Naufan.

They walked to the center of the event, there stood two prospective parents or lovers who were happy with their prospective baby. Men and women who wear blue dress suits with the woman who wears her scarf and the man who wears a black suit and blue shirt. The nuances of this event are blue, visible from the decorations and family members who use blue uniform clothes around the prospective parents.

As he approached the pair of prospective gentlemen, suddenly came the girl who hit and stepped on Pravita's foot.

"Ohh!" Pravita screeched as the blistering burn was stepped on the shoes of a small boy in two braids.

The Pravita would have been almost stuck if her hand had not held Naufan's arm firmly.

"Oh, shhhh." The girl grimaced. Everyone stared at the source of the shrill Pravita scream.

"Sorry, Aunt. Ayesha accidentally, sorry aunt." The boy bit his fingernails. He was scared because Pravita was shouting loudly.

Pravita rubbed the little girl's head, "yes, no papa. Aunt's fine, okay?" Pravita.

There came a woman dressed in blue and with a long, broad veil, who grabbed the body of a little gadia named Ayesha. "Ayesha, what's going on?"

"Mother, Ayesha accidentally stepped on the aunt's foot. Ayesha did not see it just now," the boy hugged the blue-clothed woman who dangled sweeping the floor.

"Are you sorry?" Asked the woman to the little boy in her arms.

"It."

"I'm sorry my son, ma'am. I'm sorry, too, he was not on purpose." Said the woman.

"Binta?" Pravita chirps mentioned one name that came to her mind when she saw the woman dressed in light blue robe and her shar'i hijab.

"Mr Vita?" Saut the woman.

The woman named Binta hugged Pravita, they were surprised to be met at the event. As Bryan– said, Binta's ex-boyfriend had previously said, it turns out that the news is not just bird news. That night, with Pravita's own eyes, she sees Binta and her husband who are much older than Binta's very young age.

"Can I exchange WA numbers, Bin?" Pravita asked, though,

"Yes brother. By the way, sister Vita married bang Naufan when?"

"Yesterday, there hasn't been a month." Answer Pravita.

"Oh yeah, I was back in Turkey with my husband. Bang Naupan is the brother of my husband, mbak." Binta.

Pravita gulps orange juice from her glass, "hem. Oh yeah? What's the relationship as?" Pravita asked after swallowing the juice from her mouth.

"Hem, bless." Binta said that made Pravita almost pressed for water already alone because of surprise and disbelief.

"Can I call you auntie dong Bin?" Pravita whispered and leaned her face on Binta.

"Hahaha, yes that's how it is. Just call Binta as usual and I don't mind,"

"Ah, Auntie Binta." Gurau Pravita poked the arm of Binta, a close friend and first sister.

"We're photbar, yuk." Take Pravita to Binta. Some photos have been immortalized in various styles while installing a funny amination filter.

"Hahaha, funny photo. I sent it to Bryan, let him get hot." Pravita.

"Mbak, don't pump that way. I don't feel good about him." Pinta Binta's.

"It's okay, it's just a joke. Hehe." One photo was sent to Bryan via an online message.