My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
55: Love May Be, But Don't Gobl09!

“Then this is the way, ... You better go to jail, Nur! Yes, you better go to jail!” said Sumarni's mother as Nurma's.

“Bu, I beg Bu!” please Nurma with tears that finally wet her cheeks.

But in the presence of Nurma, Sumarni's mother who became uncomfortable, became busy shaking her head. “What they want is money, money, and money, Nur. The rice field and mother's husband's land had already floated. While the husband of the mother should not be responsible because you are only the child of the mother. Mom really does not feel good to Mom's husband, especially here, like Mom hitchhiking!”

“Come on Ma'am, I beg you. I'm really begging you, Miss.” This time Nurma did not hesitate to approach the mother, then clenched her knees.

“But you, your sisters from your husband Mother are much more in need of money Mother, Nur. You are an adult, divorced from Budi you should still be able to work. Than with Budi but all your work belongs to them!” reply Sumarni's mother.

“Bu, I have two children, still small. They need papah figures, besides me who is also pregnant with Budi!” Nurma was sobbing, a stark contrast when she treated both Suci and Binar and it would be very cruel.

“You ... Saints who have biological children from Budi, and Saints also have a job still choose pegat (divorce). How do you even hold on? Love may, but don't gob*log! Some of you, from the past kecenti*lan and can be pregnant with the husband of people. Not really you. Make shame. Just think of it as your karma!” reply Sumarni's mother more and more sewot.

“Bu, please. If I can't afford Syamsiah's mother's treatment, I'll actually be reported to the police, ma'am!” please Nurma again and this time to roar.

“Ya is nothing. You're in jail, I'm ready to take care of your two children. That's much better!” sure Sumarni's mother again.

“Neg, Mom. I don't want to be in jail—”

“But being imprisoned would be better than surviving in your more horrible in-laws' house from hell, Nur!” upset mother Sumarni. “Heran, first you can throw away Budi for Bandi. What now, after Budi is said to be paralyzed, you are still masu? Time yes, this is also a quality and karma for you?”

“Mas Budi still has three cars, Mom. Great, can make the future!” nurma Yakin.

“Lah, it's an installment car. Fare pay ya so the deceased car!” respond Sumarni's mother more sewot than when Sweet's mother responded to the request for the blessing of marrying Suci.

“Pasti keel, Mom. Later I will pay off, let the car for me!” sure Nurma again.

Meanwhile, in the afternoon leading up to the afternoon, Sepri accidentally visited Sweet's mother. He came with Suci and Binar, also Ojan who hollered in front. Ojan's style of piggybacking is really similar to the style of piggybacking Binar, so Binar does not stop giggling while inviting Ojan to chat.

“Kak Ojan why not bonceng in the back? Let Om Sepri have no such trouble,” Binar said as he continued to look at Ojan who was behind him.

“Fear of falling, Bin. You do not have to worry to Sepri because his face is a difficult face!” reply Ojan lightly.

Sepri who heard that, deliberately used her left hand to pinch as hard as Ojan's nose.

“Pri, Pri .. if my nose is off how?” whinek Ojan has been stirred up.

“About-about my nostrils big?” sewot Ojan stroking his nose. “Pri, the road is not less steep than your face, yes?!”

“What did you mean?!” annoyed Sepri while continuing to drive.

“Eh Pri, you self-conscious dong. You're the same I'm really still my handsome. Especially since I make my mustache stiff like this, similar to the fate of my love that must be all patient. But this while you go to the camer house, I also want to dive into the widow who is Deh Pri! Mumpung Rere hasn't been here. Thank you, Rere will be with me. If you don't want it, I'll check*ek Authornya!”

“Yaitu .. my future mother-in-law is a widow, Jan. You also felt his widow's signal, right? From earlier I noticed, the hole of your nose kempisnya more and more flat, typical if you feel the signal widow!” reply Sepri.

“Mbajug you, Pri. Saru! When I told you to be your in-law. So his son was papi Helios alone, he said I had m*erus*ak genealogy of our family. Your in-laws will also have ‘engkak tasty’!” For the last sentence, Ojan deliberately whispered.

“Kak Ojan, Brother Ojan, later we play kite, yuk. Look, the kite is so tall!” heboh Binar's.

“Ayo ... later we kite, mamah same Om Sepri kite!” ojan Spirit.

Sepri immediately picked him up and he just looked up while smiling innocently.

“Those dreams are hard to pee. The pee is sick and usually must drink warm to heal quickly, right?” balas Binar deliberately exclaimed to Ojan.

Sepri who did not want the mind of Binar dictated by Ojan, immediately nodded.

“That was serious huh Pri!” said Ojan again.

“Which one?” reply Sepri sewot.

“Your face looks like a stretch of Pri oil. It's black, shiny and greasy!” ojan said deliberately protesting.

“It's like this!” reply Sepri not less sewot.

“Ya try to blow dong Pri. I'm just that if you go-go together you're actually embarrassed, what else Mbak Suci. It's a good thing you started wearing nice clothes. Usually, it's just a lot of torn-up you still use. Flip slippers are sometimes different colors of the same size, tied neatly, you still use. Try to blow deh, let nginclong his face. Wear cake bleach, wear what it is on tipi-tipi. But you don't use the face wash that I like in the ad, Pri. Time in the ad says, if you use up wash your face, your face becomes clean is not left. You will be horrified if your eyes, mouth, and even nose are gone. Or pri, you wear that but a little bit. Let the same oily foot you lost. But the oil special will be taken yes Pri. Oil is expensive, can be sold or love mbak Septi to cook!” Kal this Ojan really advises.

But of course, not all advice from Ojan must be lived. Arriving at the house of Sweet's mother who was in the middle of the rice field, Sepri had immediately got a sharp gaze as well as a cynical glance from the woman who had given birth to Saints. Two of his innate dus, he had directly brought to the kitchen guided by the Saints.

“This person does not like to Sepri what how, huh? Hmmm, I have to help Sepri!” batin Ojan is still sitting opposite Sweet's mother because he was left with Binar there.

“Cute Mom punten, her name is Sweet, but who pouts?” said Ojan and had immediately made the middle-aged woman in front of him, snorting.