My Lovely President From The Mars
BETWEEN THE CALM RIVERS

Lunch runs smoothly and warm, warm to the fire of romance, Al Fath and Ray had turned off the phone connection.

But among the calm rivers always keep a surprise in it.

"Neasily hold onto Bry!" the Lord's hands were rough, like a high-class prisoner. Seen drowsiness eyes are still struggling spoiled asking in nina boboin, hair gondrong he tie one and still look unnatural, expensive shirt clothes but unfortunately tangled because the user is not so concerned with cleanliness. Even so the auras of the rich are still looking lame yaa.30 percent lah! His footsteps were in rhythm with the warm laughter of the restaurant patrons at the end table.

The two men of Jihad stood in the middle of a meeting between the two families.

"Sir," Between the bodies of the two appeared a young man with the same face as Ganesha. They all looked up, the presence of a God like banaspati among the cool atmosphere.

Zahra forced her eyelids open as wide as the window of the house, not hesitating the beautiful eyeballs as if to unite with a spicy soup sauce on the table. So does God, "Loe!" point them at the same time.

Instantly the look on Zahra's face was murky, and the Gods drew a slanted smile.

"Loe's a fierce ugly nurse who limps in the water of the pool, right?!" The god blew his laughter while holding his stomach, remembering that night he always wanted to laugh.

"Neither funny!" hiss Zahra.

"God! This is Zahra, your friend Ganesh used to be," explained momy Ica.

"Huh?! Wow, that fat bar-bar guy?!" god's Laughter.

Zahra took the drinking water in a glass and splashed it right into the face of the God, making both their parents wake up.

"Yeah! Girls don't know themselves" he was surprised.

"This is funny!" zahra's evil laughter, Ganesha who saw the quarrel both silently listened, frowning trying to understand, what before his brother and prospective fiancee had met? Quickly, at that time Zahra accused him of a no-no.

"Zahrah!"

"God!"

Calls blaring up to make all restaurant visitors slammed from both parents did not make the two stop the quarrel fighting.

"Good Zahra in the same soul mate Ganesh! And he is, hihhh amit-amit! Zahra may have had suicidal thoughts for a month!" Zahra who shifted her seat is now being held by Salwa, while the Gods are being held by Ica.

"Especially me, ogah has a model wife and sister shampooing!"

"Kureung!"

"Zahrah!" Umi Salwa had already really glared at seeing her youngest daughter could scatter this bar, Zahra immediately lowered her head, "sorry umi, abi..."

"Ha-ha-ha!" his taunts, but as soon as possible, "Aww-aw-aw-momy is sick!" The Ica pulled and twisted the ears of the God hard.

"I'm sorry!" the sound of Ica splitting the house of the gods up there.

"Abang Dewa tuh if everywhere is always so a progeny!" omelette Ica.

"Sweet dong my," he joked, Ica grew louder and harder to pull the ears of her first son, making Jihad curl her nose, tight, not in the house not outside the house Ica and Dewa are partners riot clop.

"Yahhh, this is how Mr. Zaky.drama my happy family," said Jihad grimacing shyly rubbed his neck, suddenly his body cold hot. Zaky laughed feeling that his iron candidate was one fate with him.

"Abi-umi, Zahra does not want to be fooled by creatures who look rich aliens from this one Mars planet! Look at the clothes, it's dirty, it's kumel, it's rich crazies!"

"Lagian chick chatty, rich bully you're not my dream. Take it for you! I gladly tuker added casing hape, "the God's reflection to Ganesha, and he went away by getting rid of both of his daddy's men with a feeling of anger.

"God!!!" yelling Ica, instead of magic instead of magic, Ica took off her high heels and threw them right at her son's back to surprise them of course except Jihad and Ganesha.

"Daebakk! Miss Ica?!" shocked Salwa.

"Jackpot!" his nod, while Jihad was already shaking his head in shame.

"Bri! Catch the gods, take them home!" he said, while God only rubbed his back because it was hit by shoes owned by his mother.

"My akhh! The gods can turn themselves back!"

"Ck! You're embarrassed, Bry-Jack take God to the car!"

Instead of being angry or upset, Salwa laughed in satisfaction, "mom Ica, haduhhh! I remember my second child, and so did Rayyan" Salwa said. Behind the perfect family turns out to keep its own behind the scene side.

Ica grimaced, "God really should be called ma'am, like to make sprains!"

"Om-aunt. On behalf of the family, I apologize profusely to the Zahra family, I hope this incident does not change any decision" he said diplomatically.

"Nothing Ganesh, don't feel bad, not entirely God's fault, but there's a share of Zahra as well" replied Zaky.

"Sorry Zahra aunty Ica, om Ji-" regrets Zahra's bow, showing her modesty.

"Nothing dear," Ica touched Zahra's chin gently as tender as mother's affection.

Zaky glanced at the watch in his hand, "mi, it's already this hour. Redi and Mr. January must have been waiting. Jihad sir, Ica ma'am, Ganesha I'm sorry not that we don't want to linger but there's business we have to take care of first."

"Well, abi! How's zahra?" ask Zahra.

"Aren't you going back to the hostel?"

"Let my Zahra interra om, aunt," said Ganesha, if the calm is talking innate world of peace and quiet like Indonesia crisscrossed, if the calm, in contrast to his brother who is inherently violent, the world is on the verge of apocalypse.

"Thank God, maknyess!" timpal Salwa chuckled, he was happy with Ganesha, his calm personality, manners and manners might be categorized as a second Al Fath, only Ganesh might be more friendly and warm, anyway suitable for dream ghosts.

"It's about usi go home, oh yes-lusa umi same abi want to go back to Aceh first, we haven't come home for a long time." Obviously rubbing his youngest daughter.

"Yes, be careful. Let Zahra go home first if umi same abi want to go!"

"Yes son, Miss Ica-pak Jihad, Ganesh, we say goodbye." Pamit Zaky is a Jihadist.

"Ganesh, auntie tipped Zahra during in Jakarta yes," Salwa's message. A mother's message full of affection and worry.

"Yes aunt, ready!" answer Ganesha.

Umi Salwa and momy Ica look great. Maybe in addition to Kara mam, only Umi Salwa and aunt Meta are able to make her momy like this.

"Ck-Ganesh anterin Zahra! This is Yahya, why are you still running around here?" ask Ica. Momy Ica always has her own language dictionary, understand that she is the original betawi child. (silent/present)

"True assistant mii, driver!" reply Yahya.

"Oh yes! Brother hunt, your son will run away again!" take Ica to Jihad.

"Yes bring home, Zahra--- later let Ganesh same Yahya who anter you go home yes, om same aunt stay first!" say Jihad.

"Yes, be careful."

"Ghost candidates, momy go home first! Be careful also on the way," Zahra nodded.

"Selesain ate it. Honey is paid!" kekeh Ica with Zahra's laughter.

"Well, the bakwan. He said no hunting? It's a god if left for a long time can escape him!"

"Yes bang-iya. Ganesh momy's home!" rushed in.

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Note :

* Only brackets: less aj ar.

* Behind the scene: behind the scenes.