My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 149. Friday Blessings (For Radha)
Waiting for Gian in there in fact made Radha sleepy, his eyes began to shrink and he looked for the most comfortable position hoping he could sleep later.
No, what is this? Damnit damnit!! He could have a stomachache like this. Wasn't he just sleepy? Radha who was once heavily sleepy now grimaces to endure her stomach pain.
"Oh, brother Gian is still a long time?"
Radha bit her lips many times, her stomach was completely attacking at an inopportune moment. Where the hell is he going? Where might run to that mosque. While there all men.
He could no longer hold it any longer, looking out hoping he would have some ease. Until the decision was more unanimous, when he was upset by the smell of his own fart.
"I followed Joseph with him, where he asked for two more."
Radha just remembered, if she had eaten some of the bread that Ele brought from her house. Either stock or what, but the new friend's purse looks more like someone's about to have a picnic than school.
Having no other choice, Radha went out and approached the owner of the mosque's front shop. Of course while walking he was composing a sentence so that they willingly give a ride for him shitting.
"Excuse me, Bang."
"I-iya ... why?"
The young man was bewitched with Radha's beauty who gave a smile to him. The first beautiful bead he saw in person, he used to find beautiful women, but never as beautiful as Radha.
"Hm, can you ride back, Bang? I'm kebelet" Radha pinta while biting her lips again, a little shy actually, but if she can bear where she might be willing to hold the shame in front of Gian.
"Oh may, yuk I pointed out, later you will be wrong room again," said the young man happily, yes even though not only because of the beauty of Radha he was willing to help others.
"Thank you, Bang."
His heart exclaimed, Iyees!!! Eventually this suffering will be resolved. Radha half-running, no one in this house, seeing the ornaments in her house, Radha can understand this man is not an ordinary person.
"On the right yes, watch out later the slip is a bit slippery because."
Radha nodded, the house looks simple but amazingly meaningful. He immediately fulfilled his wish, his face had been flushed with the pain since earlier.
Not wanting to linger, he finished quickly. There is no way Radha will delay the time if in someone else's place, relieved once, that's all Radha feels now.
"Have you?" asked the young man who was waiting for Radha not far from the bathroom, obviously it made him embarrassed, damn why should he be embarrassed many times, thought Radha.
"Yes, thank you, Bang." His mouth said so, but his heart was thinking about whether the man heard how he was in there? If so, how bad Radha is.
Radha passed out with the man in front of her, a little wonder why this man did not go to the mosque when he was in front of her, it is impossible to come to the moon, Radha thought.
"Thank you one more time, Bang."
"Looking, often yes, Neng."
What kind of speech is that? If you can choose this is the last time Radha said in her mind. He just smiled and nodded his head.
"Ehm, don't you pray?"
"I am not a Muslim."
Oh yes, Radha's only conscious. He should not ask but his curiosity is more important. Because judging from his face, the man was Islamable, he thought.
"Oh sorry I don't know, Bang .... Sorry-sorry," said Radha felt bad, he lowered his head many times and the man just laughed amusedly.
"Ntw wait for who? His sister, huh?" asked the young man, he saw clearly that Radha had come down from one of the cars in front of the mosque.
"Yes, my brother."
The man nodded many times, there was a momentary relief when Radha said that the one praying was her Brother.
"Juan," said the man suddenly stretched out his hand, indeed it seemed like Radha and the man were the same, easy to get along with and open up to others.
"Radha." As Radha did, she respected anyone who treated her well.
In such a quick meeting, maybe Juan won't even meet again, he won't let go of the opportunity. He reached into his cell phone, and asked for Radha's mobile number.
Radha who innocently feels giving a mobile number is not a problem, and of course the handsome man in front of her is happy not playing.
"I keep the number?" juan asked unceremoniously, for this woman had fascinated him since the first meeting.
"Yes please," replied Radha asserting, of course it's okay if only just keep the number, it's their respective rights, thought Radha.
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Returning to his place, Radha was still patiently waiting for Gian. Even without a cell phone, and no one was busy, he decided to sit still and wait while listening to the sermon. All the rewards, Radha thought.
Until what he was waiting for arrived, among a group of men he maskud was there. Gian was getting closer, and his heart was unusually excited as soon as he saw Gian carrying the rice box he was referring to.
"Hi!! Assalamualaikum," said Gian with his sweet smile, he took off his peci and ruffled his hair.
"Waalaikumussalam," said Radha with a smile puffed up, Gian's good looks really doubled in his eyes.
"Now, Brother dapet one, the same seizure little children know." Gian thrust rice box that he himself confused why the little boy had to cry to make him willing to replace it with several pieces of money hundreds of thousands.
"Thank you, I haven't seen it in a long time" Radha said staring at the white rice box, maybe a few years ago he had seen it when Ardi was still his best father.
"Wait long, huh?" Gian asked while staring fixedly at his wife, it is quite long if categorized for things to wait, but not for worship, thought Gian suddenly Islamic.
"No, not for long."
Radha said without looking at Gian, all he saw was now the box rice. Checking the contents and his smile was etched clear as soon as he stared at the winged grilled chicken being there.
"Hm, what's special, Ra," Gian shakes his head many times, wondering why his wife was so happy to see him.
"Special dong, this is rice that can only be obtained by men," he said then made Gian for a moment think, what his wife meant.
"Well, yes, too."
"So often get caught?" tanya Radha then made Gian shake his head.
"It must be rare to pray Friday right," said Radha who made her husband's eyes perfectly round, what kind of accusation is this? A whole new life this time Gian got this kind of word.
"Abroad!! Yes it is impossible for you to post if worship, do not equate Brother like Randy ya." Gian whipped his lips, his wife just laughed and returned to focus on the rice box that he got for 400 thousand, yes rather than the child roaring in the mosque using toa, Gian thought.
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