Old Girl Looking for Love
Finally ....

Mehmet has finished cleaning himself. He had also worn a shirt that was prepared by anyone on the bed of the room he was in. The beautiful man looked left and right, looking for who put the white and fragrant shirt on.

"Deloken tah, sir. Kok cik ngganteng e anake wong iki (See, sir. Very handsome son of this man), "mak Katemi who had just finished going around gathering witnesses and buying various treats, stood sculpted and stunned in front of Mehmet's room.  

Mr. Rozi who stepped in a hurry, immediately braked suddenly and rewinded his body. "Thank God, my old clothes still fit apparently," said Mr. Rozi.

"Little bit smaller than my size. But it's alright, sir. Thank you (Slightly small but it's okay, sir. Thank you)," said Mehmet sincerely. The shirt was a little tight worn by Mehmet, so it somewhat accentuated the curves of his chest and stomach muscles.

"Murkey!" sahut mak Katemi while blushing. He also dyed Mehmet's chin.

"Sampeyan knows artine, huh?" mr. Rozi was still gawking beside his wife.

"No!" answer mak Katemi briefly as she passes.

Mehmet followed the practice of Mak Katemi and walked to the living room. Zayn Malik kw 1 was tiptoed in surprise when suddenly Mak Katemi shouted loudly. "Allahu akbaar! Don't think like that!" he shouted at Rosmawati while holding her chest. "Oath, Mak kayak see the apparition," muttered mak Katemi.

"Beautiful like this is what the devil says, Mom?" protest the girl.

Not only Mak Katemi, Mehmet was also astonished to see the figure of his future wife. "Who dressed you up, Rose?" tanyakanya.

"Why, Met? I'm pretty, huh?" Rosmawati blinked her eyes, so that one of her anti-fake eyelashes came off.

"Geez!" Mehmet with all his might held back a laugh to keep Rosmawati feeling. "Are there no make up artists around here?" tanyakanya.

Nining, who was fond of decorating tables and chairs and the walls of the living room, heard Mehmet's question and immediately ran over to his sister-in-law. "There, Mom! I have acquaintances!" he said with passion. He just left his job and ran outside. 

While waiting for Nining's presence to return, Mak Katemi busied herself with arranging the cakes and ordered small tuyul-tuyul to sweep the floor, while Mehmet walked over and observed Rosmawati's face. He saw thick eyebrows next to him and purplish-colored eyeshadow, like a person who had been beaten up. Not to mention the red color of lipstick, as if Rosmawati had just drank chicken blood for a meal.

"Actually, without excessive makeup, you already look beautiful, Rose," said Mehmet who happened to have learned Indonesian a little. Spontaneously, everyone in the living room immediately stopped his activities and turned to Mehmet with disapproving eyes, especially Mak Katemi. "Obviously got pellets it's a kid," he hissed.

Before long, Nining returned while dragging a girl friend whose age seemed the same as her. The girl was also seen carrying a box of makeup equipment. The girl then sat down next to Rosmawati. "So which one to dress?" ask him on Nining.

Rosmawati did not care about the surroundings, because her face was now so close to Mehmet. He could clearly see and admire that handsome face.

Nining directly pointed at Rosmawati. The girl turned her head to follow Nining's index finger and was shocked half to death when she saw the figure beside her. "Astaghfiullah!" said it.

"Sopo sing ndandani iki? Kok koyok ngene! (Who is dandanin? Kok ancur gini)" he said. "Ning! Help me renovate, yeah! But, not here! In the room only. I like to be groggy when people look around," he asked later.

"Just here!" mak Katemi directs the three men to her bedroom. Deftly, the girl brought her makeup kit box into the room and began to clean Rosmawati's face. Assisted by Nining of course.

He redrawed the face of the girl. Some brushes, palettes and various other makeup tools he arranged parallel on the bedside table, while Rosmawati he sat on the edge of the bed.

Like a wushu athlete, he moves like lightning, dressing up Rosmawati. After finishing the face, she switched to the clothes that Rosmawati wore.

"Diddeliver! Not really! Kayak artist of the 80s who duet playing movies with bang hajj!" his nag.

He also tore off both parts of Rosmawati's sleeve and re-stitched them. Foam that accumulates on the shoulders, also it comes off. Then he turned to Rosmawati's hair, which was shaved high and slanted like the tower of Pisa.

Meanwhile, a ruler and several witnesses and local officials were present. Mr. Rozi greeted them warmly and kindly. "Can you wait a minute, gentlemen? My son is still self-sufficient," he said.

"Oh, it's okay, sir. The ijab qabul is only the bridegroom. Later when it is done, the newlyweds come out. How's it?" advice of the village officer.

"agree! After all, in half an hour, I have to go to the next village to marry the widow with a widower," said pak Penghulu.

After weighing for a moment, then Mr. Rozi agreed. Especially with Mak Katemi. He seemed impatient to release his second child to Mehmet.

"Come on, mrene arek!" Mak Katemi waves at Mehmet and tells him to sit down in front of the ruler and Mr. Rozi.

"Sampeyan wants to give up what dowry?" asked the ruler, making Mehmet wrinkle his forehead.

"I don't understand" Mehmet replied, shaking his head.

"What dowry do you want, Met?" maryam suddenly came out of the room with messy hair. He also had time to tidy up his clothes and skirt that looked tangled.

"Oh," Mehmet Mangosteen. He then grabbed something from his pants pocket. A velvet box, he slowly put it on the table then he opened it. There was a sparkling diamond ring, dazzling the view of pak penghulu and pak Rozi.

"Oh, Le!" mak Katemi was so moved. "May the pellets be durable and durable yes, son," he prayed.

"Yes, that's it! We start the show," the pengulu sir is getting ready to marry Mehmet.

Moments later we heard a scream 'legit!' which echoed throughout the house. Rosmawati, who finished being read, felt very surprised and happy. Similarly, it was Jamie Scott who accidentally fell asleep after a fierce battle with Maryam.

"Ning! Manten the woman take it out!" I heard Mr. Rozi's voice calling.

"Come on!" excitedly, Nining and her friend took her sister out of the room and walked towards the living room.

"Ijeem?" exclaimed Maryam who with her pillow face glared stunned at the conjoined twin friends.

So did everyone in the living room, not least Mehmet. He was very fascinated to see the appearance of Rosmawati at that time.

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