Love Sholeha
Ex-thing

" The other, no. I mean like a bride usually. They're going to be busy picking this out for the special day, right? what do you think, Sholeha?" sholeh replied smilingly, as if understanding the intent of Sholeha's thoughts.

Sholeha stuttered, seeing Sholeh's reaction so accurately guessing her thoughts. "No, Sholeha was a little less clear than what the intention was. "he replied as he shook his head slowly.

" So, how about this reception?"

" If it's delayed after lebaran ndak papa, or mas have another opinion?" he said back to asking. Sholeh still smiled, it was like that.

" I go along, the most important thing is that I marry you first" he replied so lightly. Sholeha even to a small snort, then bowed shyly.

Why is he like that, making Sholeha goosebumps just hear his words, he even ayem ayem aja sitting there without a sound. Sholeha ngedumel herself in her heart.

" Is there no other answer?" a fairly short question aimed at getting to know him more deeply, Sholeha thought.

" Yes Sholeha, I will follow your decision. You can follow all your heart, for this"

Sholeha was so fixated, looking at the style of speech of her future husband who was so relaxed was not very interesting in his opinion. " okay. We'll just delay" break up Sholeha so sure. So also with Sholeh who just slightly nodded.

Not to discuss the longer the issue of marriage, Fatma came with a plate of fried bananas that looks still warm. " This is your tea friend Le, just relax no need to rush home. Discussion with Sholeha it takes a lot of time, a lot of ngeyelnya" seloroh bu Fatma. He did not sit down, just stood for a while waiting for a response from his former candidate.

" Thank you Mom, I guess Sholeha has to be patient to hear me talk a lot" Sholeh replied so politely. Ms. Fatma just laughed and went inside.

" Oh yes Sholeha, I don't force you to be good at cooking, don't be too pushy if you can't. There's still plenty of time to learn slowly huh," her smile was so sweet. No, this time Sholeha was not enchanted, she felt cornered by his words.

" Mum sounds like he's making fun of me right now, I'm not that bad" he replied. Sholeh was surprised by the change in attitude of this girl before him.

" No Sholeha, no. " Sholeh seemed to scratch his head without itching, choosing the wrong word to express his opinion.

" It's up to you. So what else is there to talk about this time?" he said again a little less tone.

" Sha, I have not explained further my words. You misunderstand me, I mean do not force to be all great just because you want to be my wife, just live as you want. I also don't think you're as bad as what Sholeha herself concluded at the moment. I don't like you to hold just one word for me, if you don't like to say it immediately. I can't guess all your thoughts either "

Sholeha was speechless, slightly touched by the reprimand from Sholeh. The language is straightforward and firm without elevated intonation. Instantly his heart was like a waterfall so clear and cool Curug, very soothing. In his silence this time Sholeha tried to choose a word, and consider the attitude he should give to respond to Sholeh's honesty. Sholeha planted her determination to hear what the man said if she could also understand him.

" okay. Sholeha understands, and I'm sorry Sholeha is overreacting. Actually I also do not think Mas mocking or making fun of me really, just a little offend me only"

Sure enough, Sholeha immediately said her honesty. Though his determination later, after Sholeh first understood him. He turned away from his heart again.

Sholeh smiled, "Ok. I also apologize, next time I will not give an offensive assessment like that" Sholeh postponed this discussion by tasting fried bananas that are almost ignored. Or he was also thinking what else he would say with Sholeha, who was beginning to unsettle.

Sholeha to not be able to find another object to divert his mind, sitting together like this is enough to make him misbehave it turns out. If you can compare it again with the old story with Arman first, to be honest Sholeha feels very different. Or perhaps due to Sholeh's factor of being very mature with her firm demeanor, Sholeha felt treated as her junior. I don't know again he doesn't know. " Sholeha also apologized, did not mean to be angry or anything" he said to Sholeh.

Sholeh seemed to fix his sitting position, he was also preparing to continue this conversation. And one more, to the knowledge of Sholeha he is a man who likes to tell stories and his tongkrong friends are many from various circles. It's only natural that he seems straightforward and good at processing conversations. Hem just don't brag, it doesn't matter Sholeha's mind commented.

" Fried bananas are good, you're not trying a chip first?" just like that.

Sholeha shook her head, she was even surprised by this question. Very clever to break the tension. " If the prescription is delayed, it means we limit the invitation. Don't you want your friends to come ?" he said reconsider the first point .

Sholeha sighed, "I don't have enough friends, but if you want to invite a lot of mas friends also please consider, Sholeha can change the original decision that asked. " a very clear answer returned to Sholeh.

" Okay, we agreed to invite only the closest friends. The rest are relatives. Are there any requirements for specific criteria that can be invited?"

Sholeha shook her head, "The former can too" lures her so that Sholeha gets a clue to her future husband's past. "Sholeha doesn't mind" he added so casually, impressed defiantly.

Now it's Sholeh's turn to shake her head many times, "Arman is okay, so our VIP guest" replied Sholeh talak.

Sholeha's face pouted for a moment, her intention was that she would corner Sholeh, uh she was again cornered." Ok, no choose to choose invited guests, the important thing is not too much. Ntar did not fit his place" answered Sholeha relented and gave up. It is evident from now on that this man is not the weak type who likes to succumb to his interlocutors. Sholeha sighed softly.

" I don't have an ex Sholeha, how fair would it be if you invited your ex to our show?" this passage really infuriated Sholeha, she very much disliked the way Sholeh gave her such subtle but compelling orders.

" Yes Sholeha don't invite agreement, but the reception can be yes. Can be curious all the way if my ex is not invited" Sholeha tried to bargain smartly.

" It's up to you, " replied Sholeh flatly. The atmosphere became awkward at once, Sholeha had felt bad when she was ngeyel like this.

" What's next?" Sholeha ventured to melt the atmosphere.

" Oh yes, important point. You asked for mascawin what?" a little lethargic Sholeh said it. The change was too obvious, what because it discusses the former and how the attitude of Sholeha who was so chuckling called a very special presence.

" Maskawin?" Sholeha threw back the question.

" You haven't even thought about it yet, this is more important than the invitation of the former Sholeha" Sholeh exclaimed so gently.

Sholeha looked up at Sholeh's face which looked more serious, there was a disappointed letter that she could not translate." I've thought about it, if you don't mind Sholeh choosing it for me. Whatever the form and number, Sholeha does not bargain". Unfortunately, Sholeh became increasingly silent with no such warming response. Sholeha seemed hesitant to make sure what she said was true or burdensome to her future husband.

" Daddy?" reprimand Sholeha, she felt bad. Sholeha's fear again explained the answer in detail, because Sholeh who never answered. " I was wrong -

Sholeh quickly interrupted Sholeha's remark, "Do you not have the slightest intention of marrying me Sholeha?" Sholeha instantly fell silent, instantly realizing her mistake in answering the question this time. His eyes were watery but not flowing, seeing the jaws of a disappointed face from Sholeh. Sholeha is very confused as to which. " I'm sorry, that's not what I mean" he said so softly.

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