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"What clothes am I wearing, Mom?"

"What cake can. Beautiful people are free,"

"I mean, seriously, this,"

"The way is at home dear, you do not need to appear like attending a reception in the building. Moreover, this is a working day, many invited guests also use their office uniforms," explained Wibie.

"Why do you choose a working day?" ask Rey seriously.

"Princess Pak Kohar and her husband work in government agencies, around here. Many office friends live outside DKI. So if they choose a reception on a weekday it is a consideration so that their office friends can attend. It looks like it,"

"Oh," Rey nodded her head.

Rey, who was still wearing a mukena, was picky about the clothes in Wibie's wardrobe.

Wibie stood behind Rey, her nosy hands slipping behind her face, examining the part of Rey's body that wasn't wearing anything.

A moment later, his ignorant hand had stripped off the mucus his wife was wearing. Rey looked from the glass, her innocent body from the stomach up to the top.

"What the hell," said Rey shyly. He tried to cover his chest.

"I've seen it, even the baby-like ones are weak and helpless. Why is it so timid now," Wibie's hand tried to divert his wife's hands that clenched tightly to his chest.

Rey so red was made that way by her husband. He just looked down in shame and let Wibie let go of the bottom of his face.

"Ah, the perfect creature of God's creation," whispered Wibie in Rey's ear.

Wibie hugged his wife's innocent body from behind, now he kissed Rey's neck gently with his wet lips.

"She wants a condanga?" Rey tries to shift her husband's concentration that has begun to get out of control.

"For a minute, you slept first last night,"

"Ah, this morning it has been paid in cash," said Rey defended herself.

Wibie did not answer, now he carried his wife's body to the bed despite the gasping breath. Either because of holding the weight or because the arrows are ready to shoot.

"Do as you please" Rey whispered as she wrapped her hands around Wibie's neck and smiled sweetly at her husband.

"Sweet child," replied Wibie with his perverted smile.

*****

Arriving at the reception venue, Wibie and Rey are greeted by a friendly group of guests. Wibie clasped Rey's hand since the two parked the bike on the field not so far from the stage.

"Well newlyweds, still the smell of the honeymoon. Her hair is still on wet," ledek one of the mothers who keep in place the reception desk.

"Bu Har can do it" said Wibie kindly.

After filling out the guest book, putting the envelope in the second box is ushered by Bu Har towards the dish.

"Eat first Mas, the bride again photo session with her office friends,"

"Thank you, Mom. We seem to miss this?"

"Yes, the guest is far away," said the mother insinuated Wibie. Both laughed out.

"Bu Har is Hartoyo's wife, Rey. They've been helping our business since I was a kid,"

"Yes, Mr. Har's cutting part right?,"

"Yes" Wibie and Bu Har said almost simultaneously.

"If the same Mr. Har I often chat," continued Rey again.

"Come on. Please enjoy the dish. I'm staying ahead, yeah,"

"Yes, Mom. Thanks,"

Rey and Wibie immediately took the plate and filled it with a stretch of the menu presented at the buffet table.

"I'm hungry, Rey. But I'm not too greedy, am I?" Wibie was embarrassed because the plate in her hand was quite full of rice along with vegetables and side dishes.

"No, just more like people who haven't seen food for a month,"

"Ah, how wicked are you to your husband. You've drained my energy, not fed, now even in the corner with that annoying remark," Wibie pretended to hold an annoyed face.

"Who told you not to leave the room. I'm also a laper, you know," said Rey with a face no less clear.

"Oh, I'm sorry. Ok, after this we eat a lot so that your strength recovers," Wibie with an attentive mimic immediately calmed his wife.

"Trus, work again,"

"Say my heart, a single reward is equivalent to killing a thousand Jews. Well, it has been 5 years ga down to the battlefield dear, tuh Yahudiya already on the bench, having children again," Wibie tried to give an excuse.

"Jima what?" ask Rey innocently.

"That's .. tu, if buyung and Upik meet,"

"Ih, I'm not talking far from there,"

"Something that is halal and delicious does make love, dear,"

Their conversation stopped, Ms. Har came over to them and sat down on the plastic bench in front of Wibie and Rey.

"If there is such a thing, the cooking is gotong royong. His name is also in the village," Bu Har opened the conversation.

"Enak kok Bu cuisine. Here my food is not left out," said Wibie hurriedly chimed in.

"Thank God if it's delicious, served it's all the fruit gotong royong mothers here,"

"Sama Ma'am, in my village too. If there is a celebration of his mothers cooking. Gotong royong that is, catering is not yet familiar," said Rey chimed.

Bu Har looked seriously at Rey, it seemed like she was analyzing something.

"I saw you from afar, it felt so happy. You're a good match" said Bu Har again.

"Thank you, ma'am," Rey and Wibie said.

"I'm sorry, son. During an event at your house yesterday, I had a chat with Rey's mother. Your mother's face is so moody, that's why I'm talking. He told me that you actually already have a husband who is well established and rich in the village and will be married in the near future,"

Suddenly Rey's face changed. A bad feeling suddenly appeared in his brain

"What other stories?" ask Rey seriously.

"He said because Wibie ran you, it was all a mess" said Bu Har with a face that looked seriously at Rey.

"I'm sorry mom, yeah. I was quite bothered by your mother's words. So the thought continues, is it true that such a good Wibie Nak can do that? I see you love each other,"

"Sorry Mom, all is not right. Maybe my mother misunderstood. If mom says I ran away from home because I want to be married it's true, but it wasn't Mr. Wibie who ran away from me. I went by myself, following my Father's younger brother who was in Kemayoran. When I was looking for a job, it happened to be accepted as his assistant," Rey convinced Ms. Har that she could find out the truth.

"I'm sorry my mother, maybe because she can't accept the fact that I ran away and foiled her plan so she beat Mr. Wibie over all this,"

"It's okay, son. Your mother just told me. I hope, no one knows this including the big mom. So during the event more mom sat next to your mom,"

"Thank you, Mom. It's been so good to my mother" said Wibie

"We owe a lot to Nak Wibie's family. Since joining work in convection, our lives are more feasible and can send children to college. Your late father was so loyal and understanding to his employees. Hence all who work there at home have even become like family,"

Wibie smiled faintly, he recalled his late father who had built a convection business starting from scratch when he was a child.

"Rey, your mother's only worried because she hasn't gotten to know Nak Wibie. Don't be mad at him! And I'm sorry to talk to you about this, too,"

"Yes Mom. Rey understands. I'm sorry my mother, yes,"

"Byok continued eating, mother wants to go forward again,"

Bu Har left them both because a group of guests came. It seems like a fellow bride because they are wearing her kanyor uniform.

"We're saying goodbye, yuk. Let the guests who come can sit," Wibie invited

Wibie reasoned enough to invite his wife to rush out of the place. In addition to the tents used for invited guests are in a narrow alley, the number of seats there is also not so much.

Although guests who come in turn, who first come and have eaten must be understanding so that new guests can get to the seat.

Wibie holds Rey's hand to the band. From far away they have welcomed Mr. Kohar's sweet smile.

"Thank you, Nak Wibie, it's lucky that the event coincided with Nak Wibie's off schedule and it's still time for the honeymoon. So Nak Wibie can attend our son's simple reception" the 50-year-old said, shaking Wibie's hand tightly.

"Father can just, the show is luxurious really, the invitation since then to change who came,"

They laughed loosely, then shifted to the two brides.

Wibie also congratulated the two and then the photo went together with the bride and her family. Rey, who was still by her husband's side, followed what Wibie did until they got down and parted from the reception.

" The area is inhabited by immigrant residents. Almost all KK in hanging life from convection business"

"Pak Kohar and Bu Har's family are among the. They've been working in our convection since the start of the business was pioneered by the late father," Wibie explained the relationship between his family and the people he met earlier. Both are now on the side of the bike again.

Before long, they left exactly that with the speed of the vehicle so slowly. The road is so narrow that only the motor can pass.it will also be a problem if you cross paths with other vehicles, one of which must stop so that the flow of the track can be smooth.

Rey sat closely behind Wibie, occasionally smiling and reprimanding the locals who greeted them.