OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: WANT MAGIC DOOR
The roar of Gilang and Gita's chest was equally raging, pounding out of rhythm. Their hearts are shaped like a seesaw toy, where each pressure will produce a changeable force.
Both chose to stop the fondling, after realizing even the upper Gita clothes had been frowned upon by the actions of one Gilang hand only, let alone two.
Gilang increasingly unable to feel the dependent objects belonging to Gita made more sticky on his chest. Gita's hand actually makes her more attractive, because it seems to deliberately deliver her head even scoop the surface of her breast skin. Well. add one more deh, traces of her reddish love.
"O Allah is pleased that we are lawful. To the sininya more and make a'a gemes tau ga anyway." Kekeh Gilang fix Gita clothes that buttons loose two.
"A'a also playnya alus really, tetiba chest neng has been bent-bentol aja by A'a." Gita tried to stand up to relax her legs.
"But you like neng?" tanya Gilang was still holding Gita's wrist which was already standing perfectly beside her.
Finally that was the moment that Arun was waiting to enter. Horror is also even more than 30 minutes Arum waiting outside, for the sake of not wanting to see the perverted scene of the newlyweds.
"Teteh. It's almost 12 p.m." Tell Gilang to Arum when there is a typical greeting of his religion heard behind the door.
"Yes. It turns out that the 24th market is getting crowded, but long queues will pay." Lying Arum.
"But nothing on the road?"
"Ga papa Lang's. Aman." Replied Arum who had mastered himself. Malulah is actually Arum, had been a spectator earlier. Makes his memory go back to the early good times of marrying Riswan and Haniyah's father. Yes, because the household is sweet, only separated by death.
"Why don't you want to get married again?" suddenly Gilang asked.
"Lang. So a virgin without dependents is difficult to do, especially when being a widow giving two children. Any man who wants to, let's share the burden." Kekeh Arum glanced towards Gilang and Arum.
"There must be, only maybe still picky." Gilang replied, while Gita did not dare to comment, he was still new and did not know how the type and manner of his brother-in-law's view on him.
"The household with Riswan's father used to be very beautiful and sweet. If we get married again, can we get more than that?" Arum suddenly blew up that night.
At once the atmosphere was silent, like an angel passing by. Gilang's hand was suddenly released by Haniyah's hand which had been grasping since.
"Well. How quickly you go home, don't you have to fly to Switzerland tomorrow?" Arum took the opportunity to take over the position of Gilang who was not given the opportunity to be away from Haniyah.
Gilang and Gita alike look at the time indicator, huh. It's almost one o'clock now. And having believed that the condition of the Haniyah could be lived with Arum. The two agreed to properly go and leave Gilang's nephew.
"Be careful on the road, yes, bring a nephew home for you." Canda Arum on Gita. They just grin the horse, but no one can also be sure the face of the horse again grin it like how.
"Makasiih has accompanied Hani, and sorry to interrupt." Arum escorted to the front door of the inpatient room.
Gilang and Gita are already on a four-wheeled vehicle that will take them home to the Mahesa family. But Gita felt her stomach needed to be filled with something warm.
"A'a.. neng kok laper huh?" Gita holding her stomach?
"Mie godok looks like A'a seger... How's it?"
"Okee ready. But where is it?" Gilang forgot that now they are in Jakarta not Bandung that Gilang has mastered.
With the help of google finally the newlywed couple who should hang out in this bridal room, instead chose to cuddle on the side of the road, while waiting for their order made godok noodles.
They just stopped at a five-foot stroller, where they saw many people stopping to hang out to enjoy food on order. For those where there is a crowd there must provide good food.
Smoke billowed from inside the bowl, their order noodles. They only ordered one, to make it feel more friendly when eating just a plate together. Pitting forks when meeting each other do not forget to look at each other, regardless of the atmosphere left and right. Both seem to have forgotten the land. I feel like the world belongs to just the two of them. Chair Gita was still like in the hospital that is Gilang thigh.
There was a noise around them, the roar of the milling motor was caught by the twitching of the two. But still they did not respond, because they were busy hypnotized with food in front of them, as well as the loving gaze between the two. Which they throw at each other.
Until there is a pair of cream color safety boots near their feet, then they realize and look up at the owner of the shoe. So look at the two, it turns out the atmosphere around them is quiet like a grave. Even the godok noodle cart had disappeared somewhere.
"Heeeii. Come with us to the office to build." Hardik an officer who was fully dressed satpol PP was on Gilang and Gita.
"Huh...? Bawdy couple? We're a halal couple sir, we're married." Tukas Gilang's.
"Halaaaaah all couples who disturb the community also always claim to be so. If the thief confesses, the prison is full. Hurry and dribble them...!!!" the thick mustachioed man's orders to his men.
My God, even that goddamn noodle wasn't all barren by the two of them. What is this cruel metropolity city on newlywed couples? They should just go home from the hospital, why stop by for a bowl of godok noodles?
Worse the satpol PP want to release them as long as they can show their identity, if in the ID card they declare Already Married. Helloowww how are even the status of their marriage has not even 24 hours, Dukcapil which can process their ID cards both to change the status quickly.
Embarrassing, Gilang and Gita this morning carried out the marriage contract procession at the Mahesa family home, the reception will be held later after the official trip, so it is not in the excessive event, so it is not done, but it does not have to be also this new household must be in arak around the city with a car satpol PP kan gaes.
Gita could only hide her face behind her palms. It was too surprising their wedding event to be this shameful that happened on the journey of the story of his household life.
"Aa. neng shy a.." whine Gita on Gilang.
"Neng. A'a just wanted to ask for a magic door. Let's make sure we can stay in our bridal room. I swear to ghosting is just as cool now." Rutu Gilang who also did not expect a world as joking as this on the two of them.
Seriate...
Boro-boro wants a subuhan.
You can return home quickly syukuuuur
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