My love is Talented by the Pasar Soleh Thugs
neundeun crap (keeping promises)
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" surprise.....!!!!" I was shocked to almost fall when I opened the door of my room, the eyes are still sepet, the hair is random random champ fortunately there is no canlek attached to the clock on the wall is still at 6 am ,
it's a surprising Sunday morning, some girls with white dress code and cream have filled my backyard with a variety of printouts themed bridal shower..
I immediately went to the bathroom just to wash my face and brush my teeth, still in Doraemon pajamas, I went down wearing a mink slippers taking a drink in the kitchen, just finished sipping water ,my hands have been drawn, Vina, Rika, Mita, Tasya...
" Sini ....!!" they put a crown of plastic on my head and a draped cloth bearing the word manten...
" i haven't had a shower yet." sarcasm.
" already so far.loe already beautiful ko even though it has not been bathing..."
they invite to take pictures, play games and chat about personal problems
"Ra..gue did not expect this penny you said yes." said Rika terkaru.
" yes ... when Gilang said that if you already want to be invited to my merit direct contact with human humans.." said Vina pointed to one by one friend of friends.
" i'm happy.., thank you, yeah." I answered the cream of the cake and then applied to Mita.
Mita whines at last the cream of the cake and the water from the usual hose papah use to wash the car and water the plants into our last game , Corvette sprayed, my body is already full of cream cake, and Corvette, Corvette,also my clothes are soaked.
" jeprettt "they took turns to make me a selfi object together .., the four of them make our activities today into stories in Ig,w.a even FB with the caption # mrs.Ramadan bridal shower....
Rama laughed at the story wa Vina and Rika who showed me a face that was originally only wearing a crown and a cloth bearing the manten candidate in my Doraemon pajamas with all four of them with a face that was ugly and my photo the one in the Corvette spray by them
" Nara.you look so special.." he murmured.
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in the evening Rama came to my house with a bundle of invitation cards some he took and the rest I shared...
" why did the mother of the village gesrek mother come to the house...??" ask her
" don't know .I haven't had a bath yet that just woke up.." I argued.
" the hell time but still beautiful ko ,banget even.." praise her.
" well, my dream is to fly." I replied laughing
" Ra..maybe last tonight I came here as a bachelor, tomorrow has entered the pingit period alias can not meet until the event narosan alias talk..." Rama plays my Curly hair
" are you sad ???" I asked to see the sad face of Rama
" i'm gonna miss you, Ra.." I rolled my eyes
" you will meet every day Ram.." I replied "you have more cape deh Ram.." I rubbed Rama's cheeks gently and Rama closed his eyes enjoying the rubbing of my hand.
" go home gih. rest..later you are sick.don't be too diforsir work ...we fight the same.later I help you work.." said I make Rama immediately open his eyes.
" no need.indeed it is my duty to work hard to meet all our needs.I want you to just sit in the house to take care of me, the same house our children will be." he replied.
" but I'd like to help..."
" suttt.just pray'let me, and serve me well.." I chuckled amusedly.." ko I am tickled with Ram.." I laughed crisply.
" you know, a wife's duty is good..."
I smother Rama's mouth" stop.stop..stop .. I already know where you're talking ..." I know Rama's way of thinking is getting perverted.
" seriously Ram...kalo I'm boss how ???want work..??" I played the fingers of Rama's fingers, nervous about the answer however this should be discussed
" if it can make you happy, I allow it, but with all my rules, that's what we'll discuss later." he said look tired.
" seriously deh Ram...during you go home, rest...are you sick anyway ???" I put the back of my hand on his forehead and neck, feeling warm
" yeah I've come home first, maybe I'm just soy sauce" he said
" i anter ya.." while driving Rama to the front door, Rama put on his helmet he shook his head
" don't have to be lazy.you enter gih ..angin.." he rubbed my head.
" heart heart...."
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with a tired face and body Rama opened the door of the house
" funny..."
" ....!!!"
" ......!!!" pekik them, Gilang directly draped a necklace of flowers, Rama's contact was stricken and then they lifted Rama's body to the front yard precisely the car park equipped with plants grafts on some drum cans owned by Abah and Ambu
fatigue disappeared instantly when he saw so many people who were present there ranging from his cs in High School then children who often maintain market security ..it's like going bawuran only.lamp lit is seen a banner that reads "aa ready to incense", apparently after yesterday they all prepared this.
" congrats yes Ram..hopefully launched until the day H. ..." one by one his friends greet now the stay of Rama and friends, they play games together, they play games together,starting from the card Remi gapleh card to doodles using lipstick, already like a child ....
" later the wedding event, you guys wear a batik shirt, which is neat.mandi first." said Gilang to the children of the market.
" don't be shy.." the Bayu circus, they nodded.
" don't pack the rice." added Ridwan, they laughed.
the night is getting late one by one to go home to leave Gilang who deliberately stayed at Rama's house
" Ram, Nara's family already know all the arrangement???" asked Gilang, Rama nodded with his hands slid under his head staring at the ceiling of his room
" tau Lang.. happened to be the family of Papah Nara also from Sunda .." answered Rama who was preparing to enter the dreamland.
" Ram...kang Miftah has been given an invitation ???" ask Gilang
" not yet, Lang the day after that narosan event anyway 3 days before the day H..gue just want to rest before that..."
" oh.ok...."
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here I was in front of a white building bone banged SMA xxxxx, gate that began to deserted because the residents had dissolved themselves home ,today my college schedule wasn't very busy so I could start handing out invitation cards, a flash of memory flashed like a flashback of good memories where my new time set foot in this school, right there.. where Rama always waits to mess up my day with my friend's friend complex ,the parking lot was a witness of Rama who always said the words dreadlocks to seduce me I walked down the classroom corridor that had not even been even a year I left , the corridor where the sense between me and Rama grew...the place where Rama took my hand and never let go...
" heid....."
" wa'alaikumsalam's.... Nara.." Mum Hilda kept the book she was holding and hugged me
" Nara ...!!how are you ??? student on campus favorite...!!!" hilda bu Goda
" well mom..mom how are you??"
" Thank God... Nara's just getting pretty..."
" mom someone wants Nara to share with mom.." I said, mom Hilda frowned "what ??"
I showed you some invitation cards for Ms. Hilda and the other teachers...
"Thank God....!!! same Rama???" I nodded
" Alhamdulillah.where now it's a child, disobedient not directly to meet the mother.." bu Hilda ruffled waist but while laughing.
" there's mom, Rama's still busy with college..."
" mother came yes. tipped also for others ma'am.." said I, not long ago I say because I have to deliver to others.
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the house has been prepared for a series of events according to Sundanese customs, large families of papah and mamah are already at home , once my house becomes crowded
once in the morning I was woken up to take a bath and clean clean, I and Rama decided to take a break from college for a few days ,I've been getting ready with my hair curled up and wearing peach-colored casual kebaya dress today is the first event title that is neundeun crap (save an appointment), scroll the clock has shown at 8 am... several cars parked in front of my house down the group from Rama's side, I did not expect all of them to wear batik shirt and casual kebaya as well ,today looks different they are neat, and clean, bright today the chairman will carry out a procession nendeun crap...
" jow...gue is neat yet ???" one of them reflected on the car glass with his occasional hands alternately tidying his hair and holding a tray as you please...
" tumben..gue handsome euy...!!!" say one more
" suttt noisy wey.tuh see already want to start.ustadz Hasan already wanted to talk.." explained Ridwan...
ustadz Hasan became a representative speaker from the Rama side was giving a word of greeting in front of Rama flanked abah and ambu complete with clothing batik looks very handsome and mature but does not eliminate the impression of cool nya...
I didn't expect Rama to bring with him this many troops just for this symbolic procession 'it felt like my house was being invaded by batik-wearing market thugs...
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hay..hay..guys... assalamualaikum..make readers who may have been their gereget legitimate....wopssss!!!hold it first.ya rilex here mimin want to show the story as real and natural as possible, all mimin want to share info and insight about the culture of Sunda guys then , sit sweet and enjoy this moment yes...
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