OB BELONGS TO THE CEO
EXTRA PART: VACUUM
Gita was right to sleep asleep after being in the battle of the husband who turned out to be quite tough as well as the strength of the hoe, hoe deep. Planting seeds in the garden of the wife.
"Mazre. Pray yuk, continue to mother's house." Gilang hit the spoiled pan tat Gita who still has nothing attached in their blanket.
"Heeem..." Gita grunts rather spoiled at her husband who is always able to display his charming smile on the wife who still looks exhausted.
"How strong is my daughter's master standing?" his towel on Gita's pointed nose.
"You're not strong, a'ayank want a sultry sling?" goda Gita sok spoiled.
"What the hell didn't make that good." Gilang without ba bi bu again, carrying Gita to the bathroom field area failed this afternoon war. But this time there was no re-warfare. Adzan magrib is almost deflated. So both of them really just take a bath and then worship to purify themselves before praying.
"Still lemes?" tanya Gilang saw the path of Gita that can not be so fast. When they go to the garage will go to Gilang's mother's house.
"Laper a's'..." The answer is shame.
"You want to eat before you go to mom's?" tawang Gilang is very attentive.
"Don't. Mom cooked for us. I'll be full first, I'm disappointed." Gita's forehead cup was stolen by Gilang. Because it's so nice to have a wife who understands her parents' respect.
"Thank you for appreciating her mother a'a ya neng." Said Gilang while opening the door for his beloved wife. Gita smiled sincerely at her husband
"A'a. later do not need to open the car door if each of us wants to go where, usually just treat cool. Got this hand." Obrolnya when the car began to move to split the black-and-white road when the streak of twilight has gradually disappeared to change the darkness of the night, but not gloomy. Because the star began to rise fluorescent near the moon of the conqueror of the night which seemed to begin to appear like a clurit, the traditional senjaya of Madura Region.
Gilang nodded as he rubbed the head of Gita, who although born from a family was but was not terbesit arrogant attitude in him. This makes Gilang sure to make Gita as his wife.
"Om Crazy." Screaming a coquettish voice from inside the house screeching while running and jumping into Gilang's body. Wh who? of course Haniyeh. Only Haniyah was always enthusiastic and spoiled like that to Gilang, every time his favorite om came.
"Haniy. Muuuaaacch." Gilang instantly summed up the tiny body of the five-year-old in his carry and kissed the smooth cheeks of his pride affectionately. Then leaned Haniyah's head towards Gita so that his wife also did the same thing with him.
"Sama aunty Gita too. baby Han..." Pinta Gilang to Haniyah. Yang instantly obediently shook his mouth and landed perfectly on Gita's cheek.
"Thank you pretty." Wipe Gita on the head of Haniyah with affection.
"Mom's assalamualaikum." Greetings Gilang and Gita when entering his mother's house.
"Moskvallam. Waah. Finally came." Mother's hug alternated with the child and his daughter-in-law when Haniyah had indeed come down from Gilang's sling earlier.
"Mother's healthy...?" ask Gita politely to her mother-in-law.
"Thank you be healthy, son. It's getting healthier when you see both of you in this house, and it'll be healthier if you just sleep one night at mom's." Pinta's mother without a stale base.
"Yes mom, we slept here for two nights. It's a..." Senggol Gita on Gilang which is still not far from his position.
"Really Lang?" ask the mother with eyes shining expectantly.
"Well, I'm glad to hear that. Thank you, yeah." Thank goodness the woman was really happy with the decision of the newlyweds.
Gita, Gilang and mom have been called Arum to the dining table. Because since then pepes goldfish, vegetable achem nuts, corn and white pumpkin. There is also spicy sauce there. Completed with bala typical Bandung ala mother Gilang. Have been waiting and neatly arranged with the dining equipment that has been prepared Arum.
Not sitting down Gilang was smiling just looking at the menu on the dining table of his mother. His two hands were on the shoulders of his older sister.
"Heeemm. Teteh makasih." Said Gilang who seemed to be very indulged in the mother's house by two women who loved him very much.
Gita was no less drooling, silent he was amazed and embarrassed to see the full food menu on the dining table. Because the ability is very minimal in terms of cooking.
Gilang flips the plate in front of him and then flips the plate that is bent down in front of Gita.
Gilang's mother's eyes glared at Gita, but her mouth did not speak. He kept watching the new couple. And throw away the face when Gilang started the interaction on Gilang.
"His bells are enough?" tanya Gilang who has always prioritized serving when they eat together.
"Udah. enough a'. You want lots of fish and vegetables." An unconscious Gita replied that two pairs of eyes were looking at it rather unhappily.
Gilang then took a bowl and filled it with the vegetable earlier. Taking the middle of the fish to dodge many thorns for his beloved wife. After the Gita plate was finished, he picked up rice for her, and began to enjoy her favorite meal.
"Where's neng...? teteh and mom's cooking is good, right neng?" ask Gilang who was not aware if his mother and kaka women were still a bit of a drag to see Gita who was treated like a king's daughter by Gilang. Hah..what else is usually Gita even in bribes and on the bench by Gilang even got caught by SatPol PP because it was too busy serving his wife.
"Hmm. yeah, Arum tea and mommy cook. The more keder is Gita, who can only boil this aer." Gita was low, but little by little had begun to learn to cook with Ninik and Siska while at the boarding house.
Gilang's mother simply smiled by raising her lips up, a kind of insincere to carve out her smile.
"Ga papa. ga is a cook. The important thing is that the jago serves the husband in another way Yes, ma'am." Gilang's hand on his mother's hands that look quiet eating together tonight.
"Yes, whose name is the wife is naturally serving the husband instead of serving him. For the duty of the husband to give a living to the wife must also be devoted to the mother who has given birth to her." Said Gilang's mother in a flat tone, sounding serous and a little haughty.
Deg
Gita's heart slowed, suddenly felt the atmosphere in the house changed temperature. It was like a barada in a vacuum. Is now the house is not worth he live in a little time.
Seriate....
Does the newlyweds fill their kitchen with sugar?
Pepper also need times yes, so there is a pedes pedesnya bit
Nihon monday
sure nyak not in love rose one vote🤭🤭