My Husband's Wedding (The Perfectly Demanded Wife)
67: The Marriage Plan?

“This is how it is, Sepri .. noisily wrong, diem even left. Where to see tuy*ul again. Yes if tuy*love money or even wife! Et deh, tuy*ul even go. As if I love my wife, Cake!” annoyed Ojan who then jumped there to invite the attention of anyone who saw.

“But this tumben kok deserted gini anyway?” lamented Ojan again.

When Ojan gave up and chose to sit down in the sweat that continued to flow from all over his body, shortly afterwards, the man actually heard the voice of the boy and had believed it to be tu*yul.

“Heh? Tu*yuln come again?” inner Ojan who then deliberately looked up. “Weeeeh! Tuh tuy*ul really want to give me a wife?! Widih, gorgeous! Hooded! Yes timing? Since when tuy*ul cementan let alone sohib sama bibidari—eh, angel? Uh but they're human!” inner Ojan who that second was also immediately excited.

Ojan had jumped straight away, while outside, the woman he considered an angel and one hand holding a boy and Ojan believed to be a tuyu*l, was heard asking for help.

“Truly bidadari. There are people in distress and that's me, already immediately sought help. Yiyyyyy! May that angel be my soul mate!” girang Ojan back to jump.

“Yes Allah, Jan ... Jan. Why are you there?” tanya Sepri sounded nagging.

“Well, why are you staying with me?!” reply Ojan no less nagging.

“Lah .. kirain you have come down, not usually quiet right. I called, you were not scared too!” reply Sepri immediately shifted the passenger seat next to him.

“Lah Pri, I fell asleep earlier, but did not mean to learn to die, especially if you have seen .. bidadari uhuy!” said Ojan who can not if not immediately memo*da orange hooded woman behind Sepri and until this moment still holding the boy and Ojan time kira tuy*ul.

“Eh, Pri ... You can see them too?” astonished Ojan stared in disbelief at the three people before him who indeed seemed to be able to see each other.

“Aaan anyway? Do they think they are shadows or even demons? This is my sister Excel. His name is Mbak Rere! Mas Excel is just as big a family does play here again,” said Sepri again nagged.

Although again lectured by Sepri, the presence of a woman named Rere there and Sepri said was his sister Excel husband mbak Azzura, did not reduce the spirit let alone the happiness of an Ojan.

“Priiiii, my guard signal is suddenly strong. My heart is bloated! ... Sister Rere's, widow, yes?” whispered Ojan was still very excited.

Different from before, this time Sepri could not immediately answer. However, his gaze reflexively watches over Rere as well as the boy he knows named Adam and indeed his son Rere.

“Eh, Jandaaaa!” ojan reflexes, though Sepri has not answered.

Sepri who did not want Ojan to riot, deliberately pulled the black shirt on the back that Ojan was wearing. Sepri does not allow Ojan ru*suh. Because he himself does not know why Excel suddenly brought a large family and visited there. In addition, the Excel group has also just returned from Jakarta and has not had time to stop by the family home of Mr. Kalandra who is still the residence of Azzura.

From the contract, Saints who heard the rame-rame outside and it was on the terrace of Sepri's house, deliberately peeked. “Tumben. What's up, huh?” thought the Saints who also found Sepri and Ojan, became part of the terrace. Septi's mother, Andri's doctor, and Fatimah's eyes. Sepri meets a guest whom the Saints do not yet know who, in a complete family formation.

“Alphard's Car. Expensive cars, area code Jakarta. Oh, maybe family from Jakarta!” the Holy Servant was confident in her guess. He found out, there was a tall and strong man who was very handsome. There was a veiled woman who was always the man's goosebumps. A woman in an orange hood who was holding a boy and was about a year old. In addition to a young cantin woman who was pushing a wheelchair contained an old woman.

Which makes Suci surprised even feel uncomfortable, none other than because the young woman with long hair and the bottom of it is curled up hanging, not ceaselessly staring at Sepri while continuing to smile. “Woman why, huh? How to stare at Mas Sepri to all that?”

Not only did Saints feel strange, feeling that the way Elena—adik the youngest Excel woman, staring at and paying attention to Sepri was very excessive. Because Sepri who is sensitive also realize it.

“This is Lena why, huh? How did he look at me that sweet? Doesn't he know I want to get married? What, then, is interesting about me? Duh, if Suci knew, it could be a new problem!” batin Sepri deliberately berampit to control the situation in the red sugar warehouse.

“Mas ... do not directly talk now well, about Mas's plan that wants to mate I'm the same mas Sepri,” soft Elena really smirked to Excel.

Until this moment, in addition to the lack of communication, also Sepri and Suci relationship which is fairly lightning at once closed, does make Excel and family have absolutely no idea Sepri marriage plans with Suci. So Excel and the family just relax, especially their intention to go there is good. Silaturahmi to Sepri family which is known very well and already like his own family.

“Mas Excel says, Mas Sepri is typical of men who are very responsible. Mas Excel believes, I will be happy in the afterlife if together at once married with mas Sepri. Although a disabled person, as long as Sepri can unite me and be able to make me a better woman again, I really want to accept this matchmaking. Moreover, Mas Sepri is also very polite. This is all, .... of the magnificent house, spacious yard, clinic, contract, warehouse, all this belongs to the Sepri mas family, the inner” of Elena who deliberately paid to follow Sepri under the pretext of, want to see the situation there including see the clinic.

Elna is a young doctor and everyone knows. Therefore, Septi's mother and husband had immediately excited Elena to see everything. Another with Ojan who is still getting close to Rere. It's just that, until this moment, Rere is still afraid of Ojan, especially if he sees the mustache Ojan is now pulled by Adam.

“Duh Gustiiiiii, mustache tegarkuuu! Patience .. Patience, Jan. Remember, tips on getting a widow who already has children. Deketi his son, marry his mom!” inner Ojan tried to encourage himself who was becoming horses in the family room with Adam.

Everyone was gathering there, except for Elena who a moment ago took a break to look at the situation outside the house.