Lust Last Night Impotent Man
44. Does Daddy not love a winnow?

Previously at Mbah Yahya's house...

Gts ... Gts ... Geck.

Mbah Yahya knocks on the door of Rama's room. He waited for almost an hour, but his son did not leave the room. His wife Yenny was the same, they were grooming and completely draining their time.

Ceklek~

After a few minutes, the door finally opened. Rama is very neat, handsome and fragrant with navy blue coat stelan. Both hands held a bouquet of roses.

"I'm handsome, aren't I, Dad?" rama asked while cleaning his hair.

"Udah, you don't take a shower either. Oh yeah, the ring's been taken?" ask Mbah Yahya.

"There it is." Rama touched his chest to the left, there was a pocket inside there that already had a box of rings.

"Yes, come quickly down, we leave now," asked Mbah Yahya.

The child nodded and both of them stepped down from the stairs simultaneously. Yenny who had finished followed.

"Lho, what is this? Too many?" ask Mbah Yahya. Their steps stopped in the living room. On his desk was a jumbo-sized crocodile bread.

Also 5 parcels containing the handover of a set of prayer tools,

One jewelry package, though,

Branded bags and shoes,

Three stel dress, three stel dress,

And the last is three pairs of dallam clothes with models that are so sexy and funny.

"That's alligator bread and surrender, Daddy doesn't know?" ask Yenny.

"Daddy knows, but why take it with you all, Mom? It's overkill."

"Not too much, Dad. It used to be fitting Rama proposed to the late Tari also we bring offerings and crocodile bread, even while bringing ondel-ondel as well."

"Yes, it's okay. Let's go, "take Mbah Yahya who has gone first. His wife and son followed from behind.

"So it's worth it who's taking it, Mom?" rama asked as they got into the car. He was sitting in a chair beside the steering wheel, because the one driving Tuti, his assistant.

"Mommy hired two men to help bring it. Later they followed," replied Yenny who was sitting in the back seat with Mbah Yahya. She and her husband have been wearing matching batik clothes, it's just that the model she wears is a sleeveless dress, knee-length.

"You know the real address, Mom. Fear of wrong address," said Rama. "I also want to, come together when we come, let it look good."

"Yes, you calm down."

Rama touched his chest that suddenly thumped when the car was already driving away. The feeling is mixed, but more dominant happy.

"Congratulations, sir, finally you will get married again soon," said Tuti turned briefly towards Rama. "I'm happy and hopefully good until H."

"Amin, thank you, Tut."

"Together."

"When did you get married, Tut?" asked Yenny while looking at her own face in front of the mirror she was holding. While making make up.

"Where's anyone doing the same with the Fart, Mom. She's a girl, she's a genie" replied Mbah Yahya.

"Daddy, just speak up!" rama was angry. He turned towards Tuti who was chuckling. But his red face could not lie if he looked sad to hear the talk of Mbah Yahya. "Tuti is a real girl, and her name is Tuti, not fart. Don't change people's names just like that." Rama had already considered him as his own younger brother and early hired him also out of pity. There is also a reason why Tuti looks like a man. Only the only ones who know it are Rama and Tuti.

"Yes, yeah. Daddy's people are just kidding, " replied Mbah Yahya.

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Behind were two large men. They were holding crocodile bread and a gift in his hand.

"Daddy, before we came in, we already called Brother Gugun, right?" rama turned to Mbah Yahya. "Fear he and Sisil aren't home anymore."

"God, Ram, calm down ...." Mbah Yahya's words hang when the sound of the door in front of him is opened.

Ceklek~

Out came Gugun who was holding his brother's arm. However, the faces of the two looked tense when they saw Rama and his parents.

"Assalamualaikum" said Rama with a smile. His heart immediately pounded when he clashed with Sisil. Seeing his appearance, make Rama's heart melt. 'It's beautiful my future wife.'

Gugun turned to his left-right side, looking for an invisible Aryan presence in his eyes. 'Where is Arya? How did he disappear?'

"Who are you looking for, anyway? Guests come instead of being welcomed, Rama said greetings were also not answered," muttered Mbah Yahya while shaking his waist. He glared at Gugun.

"Ah sorry-sorry." Gugun immediately shifted his focus to them. "Greetings, let's go in everything" he asked with a smile. He widened the door and pulled Sisil in with him.

Rama, Mbah Yahya, Yenny and the two men who brought the call stepped in.

"This is a flower for you, Sil, I hope to be received" Rama asked expectantly as he extended his hand.

Sisil immediately picked up the flower, then smiled awkwardly but gazed in the other direction. "Thank you."

"Together." Rama smiled widely. He seemed very excited because at last, the flower of his gift was received.

"Please sit Mr. Rama, Mr. Yahya and Ms ...." Gugun hung his words, because he did not know the name of his wife Mbah Yahya.

"Yenny" replied Yenny.

"Yes, I mean Miss Yenny. Please sit down." Pointing to the long sofa, the three of them immediately sat there. Rama in the middle.

"Key-kissing hands, Sil, they're your future in-laws" Gugun told the younger brother. However, Sisil actually felt surprised when he saw clearly the face of Mbah Yahya. Since then all he focused on was looking at Rama. "Lho, what's diem?" Gugun shook Sisil's arm, because the girl was dumb.

"Ah yes, Brother." Sisil nodded quickly and broke his daydream, recalling his first encounter with Mbah Yahya. 'These grandfathers are not the ones who used to come and stay angry, huh? Put on all my swearing. But he's not the guy, is he?' hesitated.

Sisil stepped closer towards Mbah Yahya, then leaned over to grab the back of his hand and directly stuck it towards the forehead. Next he did that too for Yenny.

The old woman smiled, then gently stroked Sisil's hair. "You're beautiful, son, how old are you?" ask her gently.

"19 Oma, ah I mean Aunt."

"Mommy dong," replied Yenny.

"Yes. I mean Mommy." Sisil smiled awkwardly then looked towards Gugun. Confused how he must be, because he also has not patched the powder at his request.

"You make coffee just like tea to the kitchen for them" said Gugun.

"Don't dong, Gun." Yenny held Sisil's hand as the girl was about to step up. "Sicil's time making coffee equals tea? Maid's here."

"Here we are alone, ma'am," replied Gugun. "It's okay, Sisil is used to making coffee tea."

"Awhile Oma, uh, Mommy. I'm going to the kitchen first." Sisil smiled and slowly released Yenny's hand on his arm. To be honest he was feeling uneasy, but he remembered Gugun's words asking him to be polite.

"Make Mommy and Daddy Rama not be given sugar, yes, tea as coffee, son."

"Yes." Yeah." Sisil nodded, he turned his head for a while then stepped towards the kitchen.

Rama who had been sitting quietly continued to pay attention to Sisil's garak-gerik. Her chest was warm and her heart was flowery.

But he was surprised, too, why Sisil's attitude was so warm and sweet today. It was different from yesterday when I met him. 'Cok can, anyway, Sisil's attitude turn sweet like this? Uh, what don't-don't Daddy give a winnow?' his inner. Suddenly Rama felt suspicious, then looked at Mbah Yahya who had just inserted his index finger into the right nostril, and then began to peel.

'My pills are so many, make a gatel, ' the inner Mbah Yahya.

...It was right at home why not snack first, Mbah 🤥🤣...