LOVE MAGIC IVORA

LOVE MAGIC IVORA
ARRIVES


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my parents seemed to be perfectly prepared tonight & even a special pot was brought in to put my makeup on . Jeng sisy's name.


Huachymm...


I sneezed when jeng sisy rubbed her broom brush against my face.


"ohh sorry yes jeng, my son is originally a man so a bit difficult to dress up ", said the mother who sat on the sofa while looking at me in makeup, more precisely watching .


"iyaa sis , eyke understood "jeng sisy blinked one eye.


"by the way, OP where's sis? How can it be perfect ? " continue jeng sisy while bottling my face with .... I don't know, the twinkle powder of the tree .


"in Rambo jeng's cage.. Hahahahah" they laughed together . Yes Jeng sisy who has long been familiar with the mother of course knows who rambo .yes rambo is the name of the beloved horse of the father .


"nahh. is done "


Then jeng sisy turned the chair so I could see my face in the mirror . While the mother thanked jeng sisy and completed the payment.


"ibuuuuuuuuu, buuuuuk ..." I cried in panic


Instantly the mother who was in front of the room door immediately turned to look at me in wonder . why else is this child? maybe that's what's in her mind . Hihahi


"what is vo ? you have long made my mother a hanger deh "the nagging


"i was itu - tuu in whose glass?" tanyaku stamped brick


"why vo?"


"BEAUTIFUL" hahahaha.


"olaiah.. You tuu yaa" No doubt the hands of the republican mother pinched my belly fat.. Aww.


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Finally, after the magrib the three of us prepared to leave for the destination . I admit that the masterpiece of jeng sisy's hand is indeed extraordinary, my face is usually dull, so it shines brightly, as bright as the face - the face that is out of pay . Hihihi Sebernarnar just now I hope the makeup failed miserably, or even look like ondel - ondel, let the son of my father's friend ilfil against me and no more meetings , let this be the first and last meeting. Ceileeh.


"the hell is vo . You each have a glass ngaca mulu, when we leave "said the father who is ready to open the car door . Today special we will be sopiri directly by father because mr. hamid, family driver is on maternity leave . Eh means his wife gave birth .


Dad drove the car at medium speed, it looks like traffic seems to have approved this meeting , which usually jammed now quite relaxed . It didn't take us hours to get to our destination.


We turn to a restaurant that is quite famous in the middle of the city "DIFTA'S KITCHEN" the name listed in front of the restaurant . Dad went straight to the reception desk to ask the table number that his friend ordered.


"with wijaya hanin sir huh ? just go straight to the top of the pack, already waiting for vvip number 2 on the left "


After saying thank you, we were led by one of the attendants to the place in question, this top floor is an outdoor concept with a view of the city below , there is a small pond containing ornamental fish in the middle of a mini garden that borders the room - a room containing soffa whose walls are full of glass facing the urban direction , in each room there is also a television screen that is not for what . It's actually gonna eat what ujinyali . Rich impression of eating on the building .. Hihi ah it's up to the author.


Right in the glass room number 2, apparently my father's friends and family were waiting there .oohh very heavy my steps seemed to be .


"gunarto hutama adrian "reprove father while hugging his best friend .


"ohh wijaya hanin , boloku , how ? 15 Years ago I finally met his "goose, then his eyes turned towards me and mom with a smile


"just too too, just 15 days of kok wes kangen hahaha"


"i - i yes om I am ivora" I said, bowing slightly .


"have known om's wife, call aunty fira "


"oh yes, hello auntie" I said


"hello dear, beautiful apparently , son of sisean sis"


My cheeks meet red in praise so by aunt. Aunty Fira was already familiar with mother, apparently only I who did not know anyone here. Somewhat long time stale until I realized that it turns out that om gunarto and aunt fira only come together . Means I'm safe, don't have to meet his son. yesss


"ma'am, that's the diphta trying on the phone again , where have you been?" said gunarto to aunt fira


"a little while longer until it looks like a reward, it said it was already at the front red light "sahut aunt fira


"aduh the child, even though it has been reported from far away the day lohh jay , but yes the name is a busy child like this "om gunarto said to father


"ah okay - what loh too, his name is young, you used to be so heheh "saut father


Then the story continues to the youth of the father and om gunarto, apparently they are CE ES faithful from the school era, they are often even said twins because so familiar . Even if there is one that does not enter the school then it can be ascertained that the other will also not be in the 'class , even grandfather and grandmother used to be dizzy nyari father and om gunarto who did not go home to magrib, it turns out they even slept in the cowshed belonging to the family om gunarto. Ridiculous, right ?..


New stories stop when someone comes in saying hello .


"salama"


"difta.. Hayu here son, papa knows the same temen papa ". Enthusiastic about gunarto.


Then the men greeted us one by one. It was my turn to arrive .


"you "we said together .


Omaygod . Apparently the son of gunarto is none other than Mr. Tama the killer lecturer who coldly exceeds the north pole. Well my head arrived dizzy, do I have to faint viewers ???


"lohh already know each other to ternyat too" . said the father to om gunarto


"wah fits so "saut om gun.


We are the same as throwing out views . mit amitt


Then dinner began, I noticed Mr. Tama cold as usual, ah why my heart so deg deg an this way . Today he was wearing a black suit with matching pants, fitting perfectly on his body, without glasses, his hair was combed with a slightly different model when he taught . lukewarm turns out . But instantly Rio face flashed in my eyes . I shook my head . Still Rio champion.


"vo , you don't miss here , later father is embarrassed" whispered arrive . I only smiled clumsily when I realized that all eyes were looking at me .


"ohh, sorry about the aunt, there was an elephant on the head of the ivora "


elephant why? ouch kok so ngalantur like this, mother glared at his hand was ready to reach my belly fat.


"huh ah already, oh yes, ivora studied at which university ? " tanya om gunarto may be to melt the atmosphere of the akward.


"in univ XXXX om "my words


"lohh diphtha also taught there lohh..at right this fits this jay" om gunarto and father seemed enthusiastic when knowing me and Pak Tama were at the same university. Meanwhile, Mr. Tama was just silent . Huuh is stiff .


"so gini . Difta and Ivora, we as parents want to say something to you guys, hopefully you can accept this all . actually you two have been betrothed since childhood !" .


Jodeeerr .. Like there was lightning in my head.