Not Laila Majnun
Families

Laila, Ani and Karina were in Lukman's room. Ani helps release the accessories that are in Laila's head, while Rina is still enthusiastic by taking photos of luggage from the neighbors Laila and also some prepared by Lukman himself.

"Sister, what were the same people who had taken?" ani asked Laila out of curiosity.

"Oh that..kitchen appliances, there are boilers, pans, centongs, steamers, slaps, plastic plates and cups, filters. It's called crater bubak. Usually done when you have a ghost for the first time." Answer Laila.

"Funny you know, brother, just this time look at what I like. His mothers were so able to cue from the host directly invaded it earlier. Poor fellow who brought it. Keinjek-injek's legs must be funny..." Ani laughed considering the events she had witnessed for the first time.

" Bang Lukman, why did you want to do me like that, brother? Is big brother who is so cute like that?" said Rina

"I'm just saying I want a traditional Javanese wedding because my father and mother are of Javanese blood. I also did not expect that Lukman would do all this. It turns out that behind his fierce face he's very sweet...." Said Laila closing her face in shame making Ani and Rina look and gulp.

' The stern time bang Lukman is said to be sweet.....Basic love.... You.....!!!' Both inner.

"So why wasn't the meal postponed? Eating at the pelaminan. I'm the same brother...." Rina Nyerocos then took a variety of twists on Laila's head.

"Eehm....." Lukman cleared his throat when he entered the room. He had just prayed dhuhur in the mosque.

"What eham ahem...? why was the meal not postponed? like people don't eat for days?" Rina interrupted her brother.

"Mubadzir if not spent. If you just eat it now, it is not delicious. Enek mbededek" Lukman answered clearly.

He saw his wife whose head I was looking at with Karina. He put his copy on the table and then landed his body on the bed. Both of his palms were used as his head pillows. He then looked at Laila with a spoiled look.

waw... His two sisters were agape.

'It turns out that bang Lukman can be like that. Not a month of marriage'

"Many guests you know bang.. cook sleep.." said Ani reminded his brother who looked tired and lazy.

Laila moved her palm asking that we stop removing the accecoris on her head. She walked over to her husband and sat down next to him. He stomped Lukman's feet slowly with affection.

"Capek is yank.?"

Bang Lukman nodded his head while looking into his wife's eyes with a look of puppy eyes. hiyya.....what is the world? Ginding became.

"Later I'll be incandescent." Laila said it quietly but her two sisters-in-law could still hear it. The bride covered her mouth with her palm to make it invisible to the two girls beside her.

"Promise yes...?!.." Lukman's eyes immediately sparkled

"Yes....! What matters now is to find a guest first. Pity bang Alif same father. his guests are not exhausted...." The wife's appeal seems powerful.

Lukman suddenly pointed his hands at his wife and asked to be pulled, awakened.

'Yes Alloh.. bang Lukman why so spoiled so yes.....' Ani and Rina to the point of looking at her spoiled brother and sweet-ass like that.

"Yetmuahhh....." Lukman kissed Laila's lips. "I'll pay for the promise..." He said as he stood up and with no guilt at all.

".......!!!!! look around dong... There's this little boy!!" yell Rina.

"Close your eyes !" he said while wearing pants and then removing the sheath.

"So Lala don't want to be called...!"said Rina again.

"Eh... why?" Laila was confused to hear her sister-in-law's question.

"Just don't want to brother! he's a bit angry likes to get angry not clear. lash too." Rina lays out the ugliness of her own brother.

"Based on the little boy....!! the wife must be the same as the husband. You are weird...!" Lukman ruffled Rina's hair as he passed out of the room.

"Praying...! lots of guests....!" lukman said as he closed the door.

"Well young master.." joked Ani.

"It's not clear.., who is married who is asked to meet whose guests? " Lina still sewot only to her brother.

"You pray first there! Let me take off Lala's head..."

"Head...?" Rina asked as she widened her eyes.

"Ish. Not clear...." Said Ani follow sewot.

"Sir Zainal will be here...." Said Laila who was still awkward to call her sisters-in-law only use her name because of her age which is older than her.

Ani's face immediately changed color, he felt uncomfortable if this time talking about his lover because it seemed like the love of both was hindered by the blessing of parents.

Laila who felt wrong to speak then immediately quietly did not dare to open her mouth again.

"Sister..." Said Ani who had cleaned her sister-in-law's head from various prints. "Leave clean his face"

"Thank you..." Answer Laila.

"I have to pray first, brother..." Ani gave her beautiful smile before finally leaving Laila alone.

Laila looked around her husband's room. This was the first time she had seen the husband's room.

The room is spacious and even the size may be almost the same as the area of the rented house that extends from the kitchen to the living room.

The room seemed to be dominated by zebra, black and white. On the wall was attached a large family photo also there was a young boy who could be guessed by Laila if the picture belonged to her husband.

Laila who felt the mattress owned by her husband was very soft then pressed her butt until her body reflected. He repeated it again. He even stood on a mattress and then jumped on it to make his body reflected upwards like a trampoline. Narcissistic as hell.

"Yank...."

"Yes Alloh... astaghfirullahaladzim..," Laila lost her balance and fell on the bed.

Lukman who had entered the room was surprised to see his wife jumping on the bed.

"Mas ngagetin only..." Laila who is now sitting holding her chest because she is still shocked.

"Ngapain jumping?" Ask Lukman.

"Seneng aja. has a soft mattress like gini...." Laila said shyly.

"Oowh.. tonight we try a new jump style..." Lukman replied to the spirit.

"okay..." Laila whispered in Lukman's ear who was now sitting next to her.

"Yes, pray first! We have been waiting for guests. On which bride's name?"

"Yes yes I remove the make up first yes mas" he exclaimed as he hurriedly turin from the bed.

Laila started to sit in front of the mirror to clean up the rest of the makeup on her face.

The beautiful girl picked up a small bottle on the dressing table and upon reading it turned out to be Olive oil. A moment later he rubbed the oil into his face using a face cotton swab to clean his face. This is the first time she has used olive oil to clean her makeup. Beyond a doubt the results turned out to be very good. Makeup as exfoliated.

"I'll wait outside..." Lukman kisses Laila's hair and leaves his wife alone.