Loving the Mafia
Guests Not Invited
Jonah invites Cazim to sit in a pendopo at the back of the house, some distance from the pool. The place was surrounded with flowers, a lesehan seat made of brown teak wood with a size of three times two meters, the roof protected the bottom.
Jonah opened the book of exegesis and peeled the book together with Cazim. Both look great.
Bi Parti serves warm drinks and snacks.
Chesy went out of the house as soon as the sun began to show its light. He wore aladin pants and a hijab along the elbow as well as sports shoes.
"Non, where are you going?" tanya Bi Parti who saw Chesy tie a shoelace on the porch.
"Jogging, Bik."
"Udah farewell is not the same dear husband? That cute and adorable mama?" Bi Parti pinched her own cheeks while smiling.
"Bibik don't fuck around, Cazim is ugly. Don't look at the human from the casing, the outside is good, not necessarily good. Criminals can do that."
"Eleh enon don't do that, Non. It's not good to be angry with your husband, sin."
Darel who just appeared carrying a broomstick was smiling looking at Chesy. "Biasalah newlyweds are very fond of prestige, the night is steady, but the morning is far away so it does not look right."
"His! What's steady? Mang Darel seems to be asking to be fired?" Chesy looked in annoyance.
"Eh, not Non. Idle me if fired." Darel showed his face.
"Non Part can really hate the same as handsome? Isn't Mas Ganteng nice, huh?" Bi Parti chimed.
"Take it if the bibik wants to!" Chesy ran away from the terrace. He went to Sarah's house, approached his friend who had promised to jog together. Sarah was waiting, wearing a pink training set, the hijab was the same color.
"So, a caterpillar kayak wearing a pink costume all. Lips were pink as well," Chesy's comments made Sarah chuckle.
They then ran small together on the side of the road. Breathing in fresh air. They crossed Cazim's rented house.
"Eh, look, who is that?" Sarah pointed to a girl who was standing in front of Cazim's rented house.
"That's the most times, huh?" whispered Sarah.
"Neighbor! How dappled is that how it looks?"
"Yeeee... All modern times are modern. Fashionable appearance. But if it's not the thief who's it?"
"Neck."
"The widow must have."
"Where are you from? The body is a singset so, the face is also a baby face, what is the case of widows?"
"Blonde hair."
"Hm... Victims of this status are like." Chesy bobbing head.
"Or don't have anything to do with Cazim."
"I don't care, Cazim's business is none of my business. All at his house, no problem." Chesy was about to leave, but Sarah held him back.
"Hey, don't you want to find out who Cazim really is? Why don't you want to know about him anyway?"
"Duh, my pal somewhat nge bleng nih that's why it's spoiled when talking Cazim, innannya also do not want to discuss him. Eneg my belly. But yes, I want to find out, who knows the girl will answer my curiosity all along." Chesy walked over to the girl.
"Eh, good morning!" greet the girl when she turns her head and finds Chesy's whereabouts.
"Morning! You who? And find who?" ask Chesy.
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