Poison of Love Arsenio
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How happy is the heart of Gendhis Maheswari, who was the second of three children. All this time Gendhis was alone, even though his brother and sister were married. However, the predicate of true singles seems to be coming off soon, when the father matches himself with a handsome and well-established man.

However, that happiness disappeared instantly, just moments before the special day that had been expected. The groom-to-be came to Gendis to just cancel the wedding.

Shame and anger mixed into one, making Gendis want revenge. "Remember this, Chand Fawwaz Gunadya! Get ready to bend your knees in front of me! You will definitely fall in love and be crazy about me! Once that happens, it's my turn to dump you!"

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Chapter Snippet:

After going through the night without sleep, Gendhis, Hanum and Arya, Utari and Byakta, managed to fill in the names on the invitation card list. Susena also did not want to miss to help.

All they finished, so that only just send the invitation cards to the intended address.

Gendhis with the spirit of four-five, rushed to the bathroom. The girl was about to clean herself up. He could not wait to hand over the invitations directly to neighbors who often asked him about the wedding.

“Mbak Gendhis isn't married yet?”

“Mbak Gendhis be careful later to be a spinster, you know.”

“Usually if the spinster becomes chatty.”

“Don't-don't mate mbak Gendhis it's been a change operation to*lamin. As a result, the slot mbak Gendhis so empty.”

“Or soul mate mbak Gendhis died young. Finally, the empty slot is also.”

The types of sentences mentioned above are the types of sentences that are often thrown by the mothers of the residents of the housing complex, which is enough to make Gendhis depressed and want to scream.

However, this time Gendhis can be proud because he can find the man of his dreams. It also happens, without having to bother looking.

Since the beginning of Gendhis has been enamored with Chand, although he does not know what the background of his dream husband. Gendhis can finally feel in love at first sight. One thing he never believed in.

“Mbak, where are you going?” utari asked when she saw Gendish passing by and was well-dressed. Susena's second daughter was also carrying a large plastic bag.

Gendo did not answer. He just showed his sister a bag of invitation cards. “The first destination is Bu Wiryo's house. Mothers are most julid and nyinyir this complex. I want to stuff his mouth with an invitation card,”, said Gendhis confidently.

“Mbak, I suddenly had a good idea,” said Byakta, Utari's husband who was sitting casually next to his wife.

“What?” asked Gendhis while wearing a favorite rubber sandal with a picture of a shark opening his mouth wide.

“If it is indeed the time to mepet, why did Madam Gendhis not invite people through sosmed alone? Mbak just photographing his card continue to send deh via inbox or DM,” explained Byakta who was immediately greeted with a plot by the two brothers.

“New kok now says it, Mas? After we stay up all night write the address on the invitation card?” utari protest with pouting lips.

“I'm also just thinking now, Dek,” said Byakta grimaced, showing off his sweet smile on Utari.

“Your deadly smile doesn't work, Mas. I'm still at it,” Utari's murmur.

“Then, we go home, yuk. I'll serve with VVIP class service. Let it disappear before,” Kayu Byakta.

“Ih, Mas start naughty.” Utari blushed shyly while pinching her husband's spoiled waist. “Ya, already. Come, we go home, but say goodbye first to papa,” invite the youngest daughter Susena excited.

“Yes, God. Soon I will also experience such a romantic scene,” muttered Gendhis while smiling to myself as he watched the newlywed couple passing by without turning his head.

After his wishful thinking was satisfied to wander, Gendhis resumed his delayed steps. Like his original goal, he will come to Bu Wiryo's house first. Though the distance of the woman's house is the farthest from Susena's house.

However, for the sake of ambition to show off and puff the mouth of the neighboring spy agency, Gendhis willing to give honor to Bu Wiryo as the recipient of the first invitation card.

Gendhis smiled widely, as his target was standing in front of the fence while flanking the handle of the broomstick in the armpit.

“Assalamualaikum, Mom,” greet Gendhis made as friendly as possible.

“Lho, Sister Gendhis? Tumben early in the morning,” reply Bu Wiryo no less friendly.

“Let's go in first,” take Bu Wiryo sumringah.

“Not necessary, Mom. Wong I just want to deliver the invitation, kok,” reject Gendhis.

“Whose invitation is it? What invitation?” instantly the soul of the middle-aged woman's clumsiness was burning. Bu Wiryo drew closer to Genphis without removing the broomstick from his armpit.

“Marriage invitation, Mom,” replied Gendhis proudly.

“Lho, whose wedding? Who is married?” ask Bu Wiryo again.

“Yes, my dong, Mom. The time of Hanum or Utari. They both ‘kan already sold out,” said Gendhis smiled shyly while wagging his hands slowly.

“Oh, I think Mr. Susena wants to marry again. I got deg-degan, you know!” bu Wiryo shouted while patting Gendhis arm firmly.

“Ah, Papa is old. Have ever been married. Now it's my turn to never get married at all,” said Gendhis patted Bu Wiryo's arm back. His claps were much firmer until the woman staggered to the side.

“Aduh, haha.” The woman who was almost the same age as Susena laughed cheerfully.

“So, who is the candidate for Gendhis? Which guy is he? Or outside of Jogja? Is it possible abroad?” Bu Wiryo seemed to be breathing when he hit Gendhis with a million questions.

“People just here, Mom. Would you like to see her picture?” bargain Gendhis while raising an eyebrow.

“Mana? Try see?” bu Wiryo said excitedly. He raised the position of the broom handle that had sagged from his armpit.

“Nih,” show Gendhis. Proudly, he showed photos of Chand who managed to collect him during a proposal ceremony a few days ago.

“Good tenan, Ma'am. Bianget gang!” Bu Wiryo was so stunned when he noticed Chand's handsome face in various poses. “This is the best God creature for sure!”

“Yes, this is my future husband. It's cool, Mom. Later come yes to my wedding reception,” said Gendhis while saying goodbye.

“Oh, sort out, Ma'am Gendhis. I must have come. Greetings to her future husband, yes.” Bu Wiryo was unceasingly waving with Gendhis who turned around to leave his residence.

Gendhis next destination was the ladies of Bu Wiryo's seven men. They belong to the hebring mother-emak gang that often hold a rally of citizens with a slightly different concept. Each meeting must wear a certain dress code that has been agreed, and of course equipped with bling-bling that meets the hands and neck.

Once upon a time, the group held a meeting with orange dress code that made the fathers shake their heads. The reason, when it coincided with the event gotong royong residents who were assisted by the officers of the PU Service.

After sending out invitations to seven of the ladies-in-waiting, Gendhis decided to go home. He remembered that he had not had breakfast. Even though he is happy, but the stomach still needs to be filled as soon as possible. Gendhis belongs to the species of creatures that cannot stand hunger. While running around, Genphis crossed the front yard of the house. However, his steps had stopped when he saw a familiar car parked dashing in front of the porch of his house. “Chand?” Genphis looks more cheerful.

Gendhis hurriedly entered the living room. His smile grew wider when he saw Chand sitting on the sofa in a style that always looks cool. Kalini also appears to be sitting next to her son. The father, Susena, sits opposite Chand and Kalini.

“Tante.” Gendhis was polite by approaching his mother-in-law, then kissing the back of his hand. Not to forget, he also greeted Chand who at that time looked tense.

Gendhis then glanced at Susena who was looking at Kalini meaningfully. The tomboyish girl sat down next to her father. “Wah, what's going on? Do you want to discuss invitation cards?” guess Gendhis innocently.

Instead of answering, Kalini shook his head slowly while wiping away the tears that suddenly dripped down his cheeks.

“Lho, Aunt? Why crying? Wh why? Is the invitation less?” gendhis asked, not understanding.

“Excuse Aunty, Gendhis.” Kalini's attitude is getting weird. He got up from his seat, then rushed towards Gendhis. Kalini hugged the girl tightly while sobbing.

“Well, how to cry?” Gendhis increasingly did not understand the strange behavior of his future mother-in-law. He glanced at the father who was showing a disappointed expression.

“Please explain first, what is this, Auntie?” Gendhis broke Kalini's embrace, then sat the woman next to him.

“Gendhis, I wanted to apologize earlier,” sela Chand before Kalini could answer. “So I've given a huge apology to Mr. Susena.”

“Apardon why?” Gendhis feelings are starting to get bad.

“Gendhis, I'm really sorry. I don't think I can continue this match. I have also explained and given understanding to mama, that marriage can not be forced,” explained Chand slowly and carefully.

“Honestly, I'm not ready to get married and .. anyway...” Chand hesitated to continue his words. However, in the end he finished his sentence as well. “Again, I feel that we are not suitable,” continued Chand who seemed to have made the ceiling of the house collapse on the crown of Gendhis.

Shame, disappointment, and anger mixed into one inside the girl's chest. Making his throat choked, so unable to speak.

“Gendhis, forgive Aunt.” Kalini's cry grew louder. He hugged again the slender body of the girl who was void of being his future son-in-law.

On the sidelines of the chaotic situation, Gendhis suddenly remembered the invitation card he had already shared with Bu Wiryo and the gang members. Gendhis immediately stood up while patting his forehead tightly. “Dead me!”