My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
66: Requesting Rest

“Sssstttttttt .. siiiiiiiiietttt! Have money to pay, right? If not, try it cut asphalt on the road, dikilo, who knows how to sell!” Ojan is still the most jail, being the happiest on the fate of Budi and his family.

Especially to Nurma, Ojan did not hesitate to insult*a. In fact there feels less if it has not insulted Nurma*a if the situation is in the same place as it is now. More coincidentally, their tables were next to each other. The Sepri group table is in front of the Budi group table.

“Same Papah Mas, dapakin, right? The important thing is separated, it must still be delicious,” said Suci ate very neatly.

Hearing that, Ojan who has exhausted two servings of tripe soto there, deliberately a bit forward while whispering, “If eating at home so not good, means his sotonya diluda*hi demid!”

After giggling and making his entourage hold back a laugh, Ojan looked back. “If I spit*in their soto, I belong demit, right?” whispered and already directly diomeli Sepri.

“Have not made it because of. We are already happy with each other's way,” whispered Sepri who was deliberately keeping the feelings of Binar. Next to him, Bar was eating. However since he was done while Saints had not finished yet, he purposely fed Binar.

“Om Sepri the best!” said Binar while thrusting both thumbs of his hand to Sepri.

For the business of taking care of and caring for small children, Sepri is already no doubt because it is used to taking care of Ojan who looks like a thousand lives boy. But for romantic affairs let alone sweet words to women, Sepri still has a lot to learn.

“Eh Binar, later if you marry Om Sepri, what do you want to call? Isded yes! Isded koid. Mmm, Daddy yes! Daddy Sepri! Haha. How it sounds cool huh, Daddy Sepri!” ojan asked himself, answered himself, then giggled himself.

“Not be weird calling him, just call dad. Easy, meaningful in,” said Sepri while returning to feed Sepri who had immediately smiled cheerfully responded. Binar looked very happy and hugged Sepri with both hands, after the boy received a bribe from Sepri.

Witnessing the warmth of Sepri and Binar, Ojan immediately gawked. “Mbah, ... Mbah, this is trying to help me predict through the palm of the hand. About where my soul mate has arrived, because google map just like stray-naharin. Fear there is stray love, but when I really love, he instead said gudbay!” said Ojan while thrusting his hands to Sweet's mother.

Sweet Mother who is pesesesan because of too much sambal in soto tripenya, gradually drink iced tea sweet. “I am not duku*n, Jan!”

“Yes help Mbah. Dilu*dahi is also nothing. Mbah remains the mbahnya Binar, and will not be demid as a seller. This is the secret!” Ojan Whine.

Sweet Mother was confused. Another with the Saints who become mesem. However, Suci deliberately pulled out some tissue then gave it to Sepri. It's just that because Sepri was confused, he deliberately used the tissue to wipe the sweat on Sepri's face. Because eating hot-hot soto given sambal, it makes semringah as well as severe sweating.

“Eh ... ehhhhhh!” ojan fussed when he caught Suci barely wiping Sepri's sweat using a tissue.

“Why, Mas?” tanya Suci was confused and had not yet wiped away Sepri's sweat.

Saints only blushed then still so wipe the sweat Sepri. Another with Sepri who has directly belied to Ojan. “The handsome jel*the male especially the husband is like a bonus, Mas Ojan. The important responsibility and only focus on me, no interlude let alone the hobby ‘jajan’ to other women,” said Suci who then said, “Create what a handsome face, if he is light-handed, then say , love ja*jan women, and the severity of mediocre income but exorbitant style?!”

“Lah, Ma'am Suci .. what is the last criterion that a handsome face but light hands, very similar to Budi former Mbak? Hahahaha!” Ojan laughed with satisfaction while looking at Budi who turned out to be dumbly watching the romance of Saints and Sepri complete with Binar.

“Kupr*et is indeed the Ojan!” upset Budi in his heart, who then called out to Binar. Moreover, Binar's closeness with Sepri really made him jealous. “Binar, here ... Papah kangen.”

“No. I don't want Papah if Papah stays with Bude. I also don't want to have a sister from Bude. I want to have a sister from the same mom Om Sepri!” balas Binar did not even glance at the papah.

“You've bunti*ng, Ci?” shocked Syamsiah's mother who until this moment still wears her sunglasses.

“Heh Shamsiah's mother, just eyes there that are blind, not with ears let alone the heart of Mother! Wonderful, a hobby that makes slander! Sorry-sorry, my son is not the favorite daughter-in-law of the pseudo-mother* that's it!” pissed mom Sweet. Not want the situation getting runyam, Sepri deliberately called employees there to make payments as well as wrapped orders.

Maintaining distance while limiting communication, becomes something Sepri choose for them. He deliberately keeps the mental as well as the sanity of Binar, Saints, even Sweet mother.

“Bu, sorry. This will be a separate application event what day before Ijab kabul only? Yesterday we discussed this with Saints, but we agreed to leave it to Mother. Because in addition to the mother being a Holy parent, as part of the male, I follow the direction of the female only. The sequence at once is generally how the show is also, let me adjust. Need what, just mention it. Later to be prepared until now ..” While continuing to focus on driving, Sepri spoke at length in a slow tone at once soft. The tone was very polite and also very contrasting when he was angry with Ojan.

Ojan who again sat in the back, looking back while leaning his face to the back of the sofa mother Sweet and Holy sitting. “This is what they're talking about again, anyway? I'm so sleepy. Ah Sepri want to merid, how do I keep? Where's this soul mate, anyway? Though yesterday, I was nyo*l*long jasmine bride Nina. I still don't do it either. But by the way, where's jasmine, huh? I also forgot where it went. Pantes I haven't done it yet I think I was wrong. If this is the way, tase tomorrow at the event, I must nyu*ri one whole package jasmine the bride mbak Suci. Let no fail again!” inner Ojan then chose to curl up on the back sofa.

Ojan overslept and deliberately kept quiet so as not to interfere with the agenda of asking for the blessing that Sepri was doing to Sweet's mother.

Although when Ojan woke up, the man was already covered in sweat and was indeed hot.

“Oalah darkppp. Where am I at? Hell, huh? Ah, this is me left in Sepri's car. Priiiiiiii!” heboh Ojan while banging on the window door of the car around him.

“Daddy?” call a boy out there. The boy was actually in front of Ojan.

“Hah? Is there a kid who suddenly calls me Daddy? That's really a kid, what's even tuyel pesug"ihan that's rife?” thought Ojan immediately dumbfounded and gradually commited to pray.