MOM
Chapter 161
"Waalaikum salam. Oh sir ustadz, what's wrong, sir ?" Ask Nova.
"It's okay, I'm here to see your parents. Your parents are home ?"
"Well, you know, sir, I'll call you first."
Nova went back inside, to call his mother who was in the room.
"Mom, outside is Mr. Ustadz Dedek tuh."
"Sir ustadz ? what's up?"
"Not said the hell, ma'am, just like it's important because bring the map that way."
"Oh.." Short reply mom.
"Ish.'oh' Aja mother." Nova Protest.
"So.. ? yaudah, you will be there. Mom's gonna be out and see Mr. Ustadz Dedek."
"Don't be long ma'am, it's not good for ustadz."
"Astaghfirullah. Yes, dear, my goodness, how chatty."
"Hehehe..." Nova grinned while closing the door to her mother's room.
After leaving her mother's room, Nova walks in the tv room where Arin is sitting playing a cell phone while waiting for her.
"Rin, Sezha, why is that jutek ? you asked me what."
"Don't know me, why is Sezha ? I'm not saying anything, just asking to be known to his girlfriend. And I keep saying that he should check because I saw his belly was bloated lho not usually, uh he even jutek." Obviously Arin.
"Oh..kirain you have a strange question, hm but yes also Sezha's stomach why yes ? if it was because of dinner, it shouldn't be that ?" Nova thought of something about Sezha's changing stomach.
Is Sezha pregnant again ? because yesterday his stomach was flat. But Sezha was pregnant, Ms. Sezha...Sezha doesn't think I'm the same as you.
"Novaaaa.malah bengong (Tegur Arin resuscitated Nova who looks dreamy). So you want to say that if Sezha is pregnant again, as we thought, because my neighbor is pregnant with her stomach like that Sezha." Chirp Arin.
"Boleh tuh, a cool song donk Nov. Don't sing old school."
"Choose me what class of the '70s, like old school songs."
"I'm just Nova's advice."
Nova turned on the bluetooth speaker and also installed a microphone.
"Ok, what song do you want ?" Nova asked with a cell phone in her hand.
"This song is just Nov. - The songs are cool." Arin pointed to the title of the song Dinda.
"He didn't want an old-fashioned song, here's the proof." Syndic Nova.
"Hehe's important already in recycle, so not old school anymore." Arin defended while grimacing.
"Choose, you sing first. I don't know his tone." Nova gave her mic to Arin.
"Ok, but immediately the ref, because I'm the first tone is also less know, like false."
"Byeah, Arin..Arin.mau sing kok directly jump to ref yes not cool donk, there-there are only you. Must be from the beginning, well the middle of the end. Your time is lompatin."
"It's okay to be spitty, same time. Buruan Nov, play the music. Mulu debate, already hold the mic as well. Ekhem.ekhem.tes.tests.123." Arin competed as a professional singer using the mic test show.
"Bid.idih.. wkwkwk check this sound." Funny nova.
"Yes donk." Arin raised both eyebrows confidently.
"Ok.ok.live ref yes. Good, ready a few words immediately finished the song wkwkwk."
Nova plays Dinda music that is already connected to the bluetooth speaker.
Both of them were swept away with a crash. They alternated singing