My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
59: Begging for Blessing to the Lord of the Holy Lords

Pak Kusno's house is the father of Saints, in fact, no better than the house of Sweet's mother. Around his house that is not as large as the house of Sweet's mother, full of chicken coop, including that which is just brackets. Some bangkok roosters seem to be residents of the cage and cage.

“Mas, I think my father still likes ju*in deh.” Sacred whispered, he did not even dare to step first and chose to step behind Sepri's back. His right hand was holding on to the end of the man's shirt. “Sa*chicken barrel kayaknya also still.”

“If it is troubling, just go to jail. Not a problem or even a bad one. It means good too, let the father be better. In the past, my biological father even though his legs have been amputated, his behavior is still min*us. But not everyone thinks like me anyway, Mom. If I am, if it is not useful, yes have just thrown it where any way, as long as he is better. But if he is still acting, how else, my heart is not a clean heart and even deliberately doain he died. Rather than life but only makes others difficult and injured, right?” sepri whispered. He was already in front of the faded wooden door.

“Ya Alloh, very deg-degan!” inner Sacred. Because having a father behave far from commendable, really makes him ashamed. Especially if she has to introduce him to the family of her future husband. If the guardian of marriage does not have to be the biological father, Suci chose to close communication with the father from whom he was a child was already very cruel.

“That costs you to go to school to be a nurse, absolute mom?” tanya Sepri was still whispering.

The Saint who reflexively nodded, said, “Iya, Mas! Pas still remains only mother. Especially after separation. Just coming home to ask for money. Lose jud1 what it is. Many dramas Mas. Honestly, even though I am this age, I am really ashamed of my father's behavior. But I was also very scared and did not dare. I once said*k because in the past, you still like to take mother's money, when I was still in High School. Uh, shut up. So, the unaccepting mother .. yes noisily, Mas. Pas that mother deliberately outin go*lok and really want to kill the father, since then the father never went home again. I know, I don't know after that.

“You who? Uh, you're Holy, huh?” The heavy voice of a man, was heard from behind them.

That instant also Sacred fell silent. Fear and shame, stirring into one. It was until the cold heat held all that, other than he who hurriedly went back to hide behind Sepri.

Fat man with brown skin and stomach like a pregnant woman nine months in front of them is indeed Mr. Kusno. Mr. Kusno only wears a black color, leaving his very large stomach not closed even not infrequently pegged the rooster he carried.

From the face alone, Mr. Kusno did look very fierce. The thin and gray-clothed man had also directly stared at Sepri and Suci.

“Assalamualaikum, Mr. Kusno. Good afternoon, and sorry to interrupt the time.” Sepri deliberately stale bases.

Mr. Kusno just nodded without any meaningful reply. “You rice boss whose house is in the Holy clinic working, huh?”

Dit*odong so, Sepri who was Sacred asked to keep her identity secret was immediately confused. “What's the matter, Sir?”

“P-pak .. Our arrival means here for hospitality. We can talk seriously with, ... Mr?” Saints ventured up their voices and sounded trembling.

Mr. Kusno had already directly stared at the Holy Demoness. “Of course it's the same, you're divorced, why have you brought a new car?”

“Who said? The proof is that I am still healthy. I am happy, and I really enjoy my life,” said Mr. Kusno deliberately bragged. For he did not believe in what was called punishment, reproof, and so on and the source of the Lord.

“Pak, are we not asked to come in? At home there's mamak?” holy Tanya was still scared to death.

“At home there's nobody. Everything is on the way, blurred not clear!” reply mr. Kusno.

It is certain, the reason for Mr. Kusno's wife and children to stop because they can not stand to live with people like Mr. Kusno. Living with a rude man doesn't know the rules, and always thinks himself the truest, who can stand it?

Which makes Saints and Sepri uncomfortable, of course about Mr. Kusno who never welcome and give a good welcome to them.

Sepri immediately lowered the two dus that she was originally about. He came forward to approach Mr. Kusno, then stretched out his right hand while slightly bowing as a form of courtesy. “Pak, sorry. Meaning of our arrival here, we want to ask for blessing.”

Mr. Kusno just stared arrogantly at Sepri and preferred to hold his cock.

Sepri's patience was really tested, which he chose to retreat because it was not responded to. “Saint and I are getting married, in about two months. So, please pray his blessing.” He looked firmly at Mr. Kusno who honestly really wanted to make him memb4nt*ing the man. There is not the slightest bit of affection emanated from the gaze let alone the attitude of Mr. Kusno to Saints. It is fitting that Suci does not want to make Binar know Mr. Kusno.

“How did you respond?” sergeant Sepri again and this time deliberately ensure.

“That's really important!” cynical sir Kusno who chose to leave Sepri. He also passed through Sacred just like that and instead kicked one of the Sacred Innate Dus.

“Pak, please bless us!” please Holy despite facing the father, it scared him half to death. He shook violently, and only slightly fine when Sepri's right hand, whose palm felt very ka*sar, grasped his left hand.

“Map how does it want?” sepri asserted before Mr. Kusno actually entered. The door that Mr. Kusno just opened actually fell, ru*ak severe.

Not only the surprised Saints, Sepri's class was shocked. But about twenty minutes later, the all-rounded Sepri has immediately justified the door of Mr. Kusno's house. All sorts of door bolts were replaced. Including the door handle that originally only used a shabby cloth*uh former clothes. Suci helped Sepri, without intending to join in cleaning up the contents of Mr. Kusno's house which was very messy.

In the fragile room walled house, some furniture including chairs, in a state scattered on the floor that is still in the form of resistance. It was as if there had just been a big interview, while t*a*i chickens were everywhere. Holy to no avail, nausea. Because the house and its inhabitants are the same.