My 100th Secretary's
In Semarang

A week spent Bayu and Ajeng in Solo and then to Semarang to enjoy sightseeing and culinary events. Bayu felt that he was getting fat because his wife turned out to be a instigator of a good place to eat.

Bayu does not matter the money but his increasingly brutal weight problems turned digital figures on the scales. How not, Ajeng hunt Prasojo fritters because they stay at the Ciputra hotel which is located at the intersection of five. Not yet eating barren rice and ice puter conglik near Telogorejo Hospital, fried chicken and oxtail soup pack Supar, rice opor mbok Tum, wedang round palace wedang, and, bandeng serani in Juwana and various other legendary eating places.

And now Bayu panting in the gym to restore his body weight back... At least it dropped appreciably because Bayu was so shocked to see himself rising five kilos.

"Yes Allah Ajeenngggg... Actually khilaf binti kalap tuh son. "groaning Bayu after lifting the barbel. "For even !"

The sound of her cell phone rang and Bayu raised her after seeing who was calling.

"Assalamualaikum mommy" said Bayu.

"Wa'alaikum salam. Where are you, boy?" ask Gandari.

"Ciputra hotel gym. Mommy's favorite daughter-in-law is the same as mommy if you have returned to Indonesia. Kalap bint khilaf about culinary !" betu shootout.

"Have you been to Mr Supar? Have you been to Soto Mbak Lin? Neon soto? Cobain Sukabumi porridge? Mr Brewok? The paralysis? Oen's shop?"

"Mom ! Stop ! I've got this shadow of all the food ! Please deh, have climbed five kilos this Bu Gandari dear.." cut Bayu annoyed because Gandari is the same as Ajeng when it comes to food in Solo and Semarang.

Gandari. "Signs you are happy, dear Bayu. How about Bay? What's your ngopeni?"

"I misplaced mommy."

"Why?"

"I used to say in my heart that having a wife wants to be like mommy but not exactly !" grouse Bayu.

"Why?" Gandari had giggled to imagine Ajeng must not be much different from him.

"Ngomeli put a towel carelessly, keep forgetting to put stuff... Exactly mommy."

Gandari laughed out loud. "Wis yes, mommy's job has been taken over as Ajeng so congratulations on nagging your wife."

"Moooom..."

"At least mommy has no intention of confiscating Ajeng, Bay. It's just that if mommy needs a shopping friend, then mommy just sita ya!"

"Yes! Origin returned... I now have a hard time sleeping if there is no Ajeng next door.." kekeh Bayu.

"Yes yaaa... Basic !"

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Ajeng and Bayu Room Seventh floor Hotel Ciputra Semarang

Ajeng began to put their clothes that had been dilaundry to the laundry place and indeed Ajeng did not like to carry dirty clothes a lot. Because they are long in Semarang almost a week, there is a chance for laundry, used !

He hummed himself while reading messages in the group chat of female cousins and saw that Nadya would get married in September in New York.

"Lha seriously getting married in the mosque?" muttered Ajeng while reading a message from Nadya herself.

The sound of the door opening made Ajeng who was sitting on the carpet turn his head.

"Who is going to step (sitting on the floor - Java )?" ask Bayu.

"Enter in mas clothes. Nadya and Omar are getting married in September. We're back, right?" ask Ajeng.

Bayu who was taking off his shoes just nodded. "Have come home from the honeymoon. What kind of wedding is there at the hotel for the ijab and reception?"

"Not in the hotel but in the mosque. Keep eating out at RR's Meal. Nadya even said that outside New York does not need to come because the time will run out we get married and continue to return to America" Ajeng replied.

Bayu stood up and took off his shirt leaving his shorts alone. "Sakura and Alessandro dong."

"He said so..." She saw her husband in the bathroom. "Mas, what's for lunch?"

"To the mall only Jeng. I want a fresh one" said Bayu from the bathroom.

"Yes dear" cried Bayu who soon heard the sound of water gurgling sign of the man bathing.

Ajeng then called the receptionist asking to be connected to his two bodyguards' room and when Fikri accepted, Ajeng asked the two bodyguards to enjoy free hours because there was no event going anywhere.

After calling his bodyguard, Ajeng continued his work. After everything was neat, the woman put her suitcase into the corner of the room.

Ajeng also saw his room was neat and smiled happily. Suddenly two burly hands hugged her waist and made Ajeng look surprised to see her husband behind her.

"Was the bath?" ask Ajeng.

"Udah ... But this is gonna take a shower on you..."

"Well?!" Ajeng felt that Bayu's hand went into his possession making him say*Luh slowly and the man opened the triangle belonging to his wife.

"Oh my goodness... No clothes on!" pekik Ajeng who saw her husband plain and her property was already perfect form.

"Wearing clothes?" Kekeh Bayu while whining* Ajeng legs and that afternoon Ajeng felt a different sensation from her husband to the event of a walk to the mall Ciputra had to be terpending two hours later.

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Bayu and Ajeng walk the streets of Ciputra mall while looking at the food there. Finally they chose a Chinese restaurant on the third floor. Ajeng immediately ordered three-flavored porridge that he ate alone because Bayu mblenger saw it.

"So you Jeng porridge a big bowl so?" tanya Bayu who chooses to eat vegetables.

"Whose sport is starving me?" reply Ajeng judes. Honestly he also likes sporting events with Bayu, can many times he arrived but the ending must be hungry.

"Lho let balance. You are not going to the gym every day so the sport is replaced by a good dong ... Not delicious?" kerling Bayu nosy.

"Mas Bayuu's... Mbok is tho. Let me eat quietly full of martyrdom because the night tar will mbok take MMA again tho?" Ajeng squinted his eyes at Bayu who was stunned by the term of his wife.

"MMA is delicious Jeng. Yes want baleni (repeat ) every day tho" Bayu replied while rubbing Ajeng's thigh.

"Yes Allah, ta arani mas Bayu kiiee kalem, jebule sami mawon (i think Bayu mas tuh kalem, it turns out the same ). Meshum !" cibir Ajeng's.

"Lha meshum her same wife herself is obligated to her law. Can't be Sunnah... It is illegal if the same meshum is not his wife" replied Bayu.

"Kowe wani meshum Karo wadon chirpak, ta gawe deflated your crew (You dare meshum same gatel chick, I make your body deflated ) !" mencam Ajeng fierce.

"Jih mboten wantun tho Diajeng... (Yes do not dare dong dear) Saget chopped and first lady (Can be chopped with first lady)" replied Bayu with a facial expression made in fear to make Ajeng widened.

"Mas Bayu funnyuuu!" Ajeng kissed her husband's cheek. "Sakjane awake dhewe kiieee discuss opo tho ya (actually we discuss what the hell )?"

"A typical husband and wife Conversation" replied Bayu while embracing Ajeng's shoulder.

"Touche.." Adjeng's smile was sweet. "Ojo macem - you know."

"Ora wani (don't dare) Jeng. You are my love and I have promised in front of everyone and Allah SWT is always faithful to you."

"Despite using the show wahing (sneezing) yes.." Kekeh Ajeng.

"Although wear a wahing show."

Bayu and Ajeng looked at each other. Then..

"Love you.." they said together.

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