Love Me!
Reception Preparation

"Say, Mas .... Say it!" kimmy sobbed at Felix.

Why do pregnant women like to practice soap opera scenes?

Both Kimmy's parents and her sisters did not dare to disturb the commotion that occurred in the room.

"Say what?" ask Felix who just came already in droves questions by Kimmy.

"Who is the girl you want to marry!" hiss Kimmy.

"I'm married to you, right? The hell did I marry another woman again? My love is whole to you, dear ..." - woo Felix.

"Gombieyal!" kimmy folded his hands, throwing his face. His emotions really wanted to explode.

"Who is gombiyal? Right, Dedek Kim Lo ...."

Felix pulled his wife's chin up. The smell of banana-brown-nut toast costing thirty-five thousand rupiah was actually very attractive Kimmy's sense of smell. His stomach was suddenly hungry as the wind carried a delicious scent into his nostrils.

But his brain is more important.

"What am I doing here, Mas .... Just give me back to my parents ..." Kimmy scolded.

Who is this whose house?

Felix really wanted to say his inner, but not so as not to cause more and more trouble.

"What is it, honey?"

Felix put the toast in his mouth. Honey if it's cold. It is better that the warm directly entered be enjoyed by the tongue.

Kimmy gulped watching her husband's mouth move favourably. The taste of that toast. The chocolate melts combined with a legit banana, added savory sprinkles of beans. Especially when Felix sip the rest of the chocolate attached to his fingertips.

Kimmy threw away his face. He glanced at the breadcrumbs. Just one less!

He was a little regretful of indistinct anger. Because of that, Kimmy could only sniff out the smell of toast.

The hell, angry while snacking? It's prestigious!

Women .... Sometimes it is difficult to explain the situation and immediately want to be understood by men.

"So what an invitation letter! Not all the bridal dresses??" kimmy Sewot.

It reminded Felix.

"Oh yes, this is Dedek Kim Lo Darling ...." The man took a book containing a lot of pictures of wedding dresses.

Kimmy glanced and frowned looking at the cover.

ELEGANT WEDDING DRESSES BY ANNA AMATEUR.

"Pick three, Deck Kim Lo.." said Felix.

Kimmy. "Three??"

I'm three combined!

"Yes ... three!" felix took back one toast.

"I'm sorry .. one more, uh, three more in my household! You are a prophet, my God!"

Felix glares. "Lho, why bring the Prophet all?"

"That's it, you have the heart, Mas!"

"What is it anyway .... This is you know, Mr. Key is already preparing two billion for reception ...."

"God! Mr Key is supporting you too? Lift me up to be your best friend, Mas!" kimmy is upset.

"Ck! I haven't finished talking yet! Shut up, Deck Kim Lo ...."

Kimmy folded his hands back. This time he listened to Felix's explanation.

"Sir Key was preparing two billion for our party" Felix said, taking one more toast.

Kimmy glares. "Two billion? We?" show it to yourself and your husband.

Felix nodded while raising an eyebrow, as his mouth was full.

"God ...." The woman stroked her stomach.

"Then, those three women?" ask Kimmy again.

"Which three women?" Felix asked back.

"Want to choose a dress!" hiss Kimmy, annoyed that Felix did not understand as well.

"Three dresses are for you!" Felix.

Kimmy turned her head until she clearly looked at her husband. Open your mouth, don't believe it.

"Ep? Wh why? Don't say less!" Felix. Fourth bread he put his mouth in.

Kimmy laughed out loud. Everyone outside the room stroked the chest in relief at Kimmy's laughter.

Oalah .. turned out!

"So I guessed wrong?" ask Kimmy to come closer to Felix.

"Mr .... Amsori ..." said Kimmy put his palms together on his forehead and closed his eyes.

"Hm ... Probably not for now ...."

Kimmy glared at Felix's words.

" ... and forever ..." continued Felix chuckled.

Kimmy smiled back and embraced Felix's arm. Then take it off and take the toast box.

"It's for me, huh?"

Without waiting for Felix's answer, he devoured the remaining toast that had made his saliva drool as if dripping.

Felix shook his head to see the pregnant wife eating. Kimmy's hair straight, long unravel. Let him finish the bread. That said, he said that in the first semester pregnant women are difficult to eat, but not applicable to Kimmy.

The girl seemed to be eating.

*

"Repception?" mother Amy asked the two of them while talking in the dining room, that night.

"Yes, Ma" the two answered.

"It was a long time ago for her wedding. You also want to have children ..." said Miss Amy.

"This is not the desire of the two of us, Ma .." answered the two again.

"That's ...."

"Sir Boss Master is the Miss Boss who wants to ..." explains Kimmy.

"Oh, the hell time? They are not only charismatic, but also very good .." said Mr. Luki.

"Oh yeah, Pa, Ma. This is a cloth for the family. It was also selected. Tailored to the wedding dress of Kimmy's choice," said Felix handed five sets of cloth to the five men's house.

Amy opened the big bag immediately.

"Waah .. very good quality fabric!"

"Tomorrow there will be a special tailor who will come to measure your body and stitch the cloth together" Felix explained.

"Wah ... The preparation is very mature, yes? How many million is that about how well prepared?" said Ms. Amy while flipping through the cloth given Felix.

"Million?" ask Kimmy.

Ms. Amy and Mr. Luki looked at Kimmy as the girl's question was pitched to hear the word 'million'.

"Billion, Ma. About two billion ..." replied Kimmy gulping water in front of him.

It felt weak that the two middle-aged heard the nominal money mentioned.

"Jeez ... gosh .. don't joke, Kimmy!" said Miss Amy.

Mr. Luki was wide-eyed to hear it. It was fortunate that Kimmy's three sisters had entered the room. If not, it'll be even bigger.

"I'm not kidding, Ma!"

Miss Amy stroked the chest.

"How many numbers? That's if you buy a cilok sekampung people can make a peek bath!"

"His crab hand can taper right-left if making a cilok for two billion a day! This mama, it's-it's all!"

Kimmy pursed his lips, while Felix held back a smile.

Mr Luki? Miss Amy? Of course, I regret that money in my heart.

*

"Enough?" ask the makeup artist to Kimmy when fitting a wedding dress in Mr. Key's dressing room.

Kimmy grimacing. "Too fast," said Kimmy.

"Oh, sorry .. sorry," said the girl who helped Kimmy wear her wedding dress. He immediately slightly loosened Kimmy's chest.

Inside the room was busy, choosing a dress and choosing a decoration that was fitting and simple for Kimmy.

Added Kin who could already walk, grabbing a dangerous decoration if pierced his hand.

A clumsy waitress carried Kin out of the room, led him to the back garden of Bianca's marmots, distracting the toddler despite occasionally calling out Kimmy's name.

"Well, we've got your size fittingly, miss!" said the makeup artist satisfied.

"Three more days of wedding preparations. Don't forget to eat a high-nutrient and vitamin diet to be fit at the reception" she said.

"Yes, thank you" said Kimmy.

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