Old Girl Looking for Love
Sweet Surprise

Shh.. Bobok gi..

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Early in the day it looks a different activity in the apartment Rose and Mehmet. The girl was busy decorating the ceiling of the living room. Balloons of various colors and ribbons have been attached pretty in every corner of the wall.

Not felt drowsiness that still hit, because usually Rosmawati likes to wake up during the day since she married Mehmet. A moment later, he rubbed his sweat. The weather is so cold out there, because it is starting to winter.

"Why, huh? What is this sign?" rosmawati muttered to herself.

Half shuddering, he ran to the kitchen and picked up a glass of water. He swallowed the water until it ran out. However, the heat still stings. Rosmawati to smell her own ketek.

"Where's it hot, anyway?" the girl immediately ran to open the window. However, it turned out that the outside air was very cold, so he closed the window again.

"Well, would there be an apparition? How is the laugh not good?" muttered. "When the work is not finished," Rosmawati looked at the decoration event that had just completed half. Hesitating, between continuing to continue her show or not, she finally decided to turn to the room and hide under the covers.

Mehmet who was initially sound asleep, jumped in shock due to Rosmawati who suddenly jumped to his side and coiled, slipping her head in Mehmet's armpit.

"What's up, My Love?" Mehmet scooped his half-sleepy face.

"It looks like there will be an apparition, Panda," whispered Rosmawati as she lifted her head, looking at Mehmet's handsome face full of fear.

"There will be no such apparition here in your house, My Love" Mehmet said, rubbing his eyes.

"Couldn't you? Kuntilanak does not need a plane ticket if you want to go to England. Just fly away," said Rosmawati.

"But kuntilanak in your place doesn't speak English, Rose. Later he'll have trouble adapting if he forces a flight here" Mehmet won't lose.

"That's very compelling, anyway. Kuntilanak doesn't need to talk, Panda! Enough with the laugh," Rosmawati murmured.

Amidst the warmth of the debate, suddenly heard the door of their luxurious flat knocked by someone. So scared, Rosmawati screamed. "Don't open, Panda! Pliiss, just here! You pretend not to be horrified! Trust me, same with me," he said.

"Who knows if someone is in need, My Love. Look, it's still three in the morning, but that guy has already dared to knock on the door. It must be whoever he is, he is in a state of urgency or urgency" said Mehmet softly. He rubbed the back of Rosmawati's hand before getting out of bed.

At first, Rosmawati did not want to obey her husband. However, as he was going to be alone in the room, so he decided to follow and hide behind Mehmet's body.

"Once opened, immediately said Astaghfirullah yes, Panda," Rosmawati told her handsome husband.

Mehmet did not respond to his wife's remarks. He just peeked in the door hole, then smiled broadly.

"Yes, geez. Even laugh. Wh why? The injections are pretty, huh?" Rosmawati grunted in annoyance.

"Wait!" get the girl again. "Where's anybody meeting at three in the morning?"

Mehmet ignored his wife's apron. Leisurely, he opened the door and smiled widely welcoming his guests.

"Hi Jamie and Mary. How are you?" sapana.

Hearing the name Maryam was called, Rosmawati immediately looked up and was wide-eyed to see the 'apparition' before her eyes. "Mumoon? Why are you here?" he exclaimed while observing his conjoined twin friends from head to toe.

Maryam at that time just grimaced without a sound. Each of his hands was holding a medium-sized suitcase. Jamie Scott who was standing slightly behind Maryam also grimaced. "Hi, Mr. Hayders. Sorry to bother you so early in the morning" he said.

"Oh, it's okay. Please come in," Mehmet greeted as he opened the door wide.

Rosmawati looked at Maryam suspiciously. While Maryam even raised her eyes to the living room ceiling. "Well, you're out having a party, huh?" chirps.

Rosmawati panicked. The surprise plan for her husband failed already. He glared and motioned to Maryam not to say much, but Mehmet had already followed Mary's gaze. "Well, what's going on here, My Love?" tanyakanya. He whose life has not been collected all, suddenly immediately sumringah like a newly-painted cell phone.

"It's all right, Mun. Failed my surprise for yayang Panda," grumbled Rosmawati rather irritatedly.

"Well, you're such a romantic snob, Jem! Well, I've made you a cake for your man. I worked so hard to make this cake" Maryam grabbed the red box Jamie Scott was holding. He then placed the box on the table. "Udah, this is a gathering!" take him along and open the box cover. Those who had been standing near the door came to Maryam who showed a beautiful tart cake with a green tea chocolate topping.

"Bye, Mun! My feeling is red velvet deh, ko so green tea?" rosmawati protest.

"Gue doesn't like red velvet, Jem," Maryam replied lightly.

"Didih, what's the same problem you? That's cake for my Panda," protested Rosmawati again increasingly irritated. "We deserve from earlier I've had a strange air, this question is the reason," he snorted. Maryam still looks calm. He seemed to not care about the annoyance of Rosmawati who had reached the crown.

"Look it up, Jem. If I make a red velvet topping, I can't join dong. Free I defend bkin this cake, but can not join nyicipin. Anyway, aa Jamie also likes green tea," said Maryam makes Rosmawati want to blow a balloon in front of the face of her conjoined twin friends to be aware.

"Yes, God! Break my heart. If it's not temen, I've sold you on the black market," grumbled Rosmawati again.

"That's it, My Love," Mehmet tried to calm his wife. "What's wrong. I like the taste of green tea," he said gently.

"It's not so, Panda," whined Rosmawati a spoiled snob while spindling on her husband's arm. "The problem is because I don't like green tea, I like red velvet. If this is the story, then I can't go eat the cake," Rosmawati put her lips together.

"Oh, so. Don't worry, I'll buy you a cake with a red velvet topping like you want" said Mehmet gently. A moment later, the stare of the plump-eyed man was fixed on the suitcase located next to the sofa Jamie Scott was sitting on. "Are you and your wife leaving, Mr. Edder?" ask Mehmet to be curious. He notices Jamie Scott being fed a tart by Maryam.

"Yes. I have to go to Liverpool for three days, so I want to leave my wife here. The conditions didn't allow me to take Mary on a long journey" explained Jamie Scott, who immediately made Rosmawati and Mehmet look at each other. Rosmawati. He doesn't seem to accept Jamie Scott's explanation.

"Why not be invited, Mr. Edder," said Rosmawati. From the tone of his speech, it was heard if he felt somewhat objected to the unilateral decision of the couple. Maryam did not care. He was still busy eating his homemade cake, even though the cake was deliberately made for Mehmet's birthday surprise.

"I wanted to take Mary with me, but her condition did not allow me to travel far, so I left her here. Instead of anything happening," Jamie Scott said again, smiling sweetly at Maryam.

"Why indeed?" rosmawati asked again.

"Because I'm pregnant again, Jem," said Maryam to make Rosmawati and Mehmet immediately look at each other.