President Cilok
139 Season 2; Attention by love

Damar dilingukan see the mango tree from bottom to top and from top to bottom. Feeling very curious. What's really going on? Why can his wife talk to a mango tree.

Yet almost every day he climbed it, to pluck the green fruit, which was lucky again as long as his wife cravings. This mango tree bears fruit, albeit out of season.

Wulan only realized if the husband is now standing under the mango tree looks very attentive to every branch of the tree, he then stood up and approached. What is being noticed by her husband? Cap cus lah Wulan left the terrace and headed to the courtyard of the house, standing right behind Damar.

“Again?”

Presumably Wulan's whisper-like voice behind Damar made him reflex stranded, “Bujubuneng!” and hugging the mango tree.

Not only Damar who was surprised, Wulan was also surprised to round his eyes perfectly, “What's the matter? To be surprised so?”

Damar new ngeh if the sound of whispers from behind him comes from the voice of the wife, he then release his embrace from the mango tree that is grimacing due to the peyuk handsome man.

“You just missed!” Damar stroked the chest, as a sign he was relieved.

Wulan raised her eyebrows, “Why can I bother? You don't forget who your wife is, do you?”

Damar was astonished at the question from his wife, “You mean?”

“Yes, you hugged the mango tree, the mango tree is more bohai than your wife, Kang?!” Wulan looked back at Damar, while ruffling his waist, he then looked in line with his chin, looking at Damar from the tail of his eyes..

“Ealah.. ngono kui kok dadi shave karo wet pelem? [rich enough to be jealous of the mango tree]” Damar realized, his wife has a dual role. In addition to being a submissive wife can also be an annoying wife. But well, indeed women want to be spoiled and want to be understood.

Damar hugs Wulan from behind, “You know what's different you're like sugar Java?”

“What's up?” tanya Wulan was still reluctant to flinch, even though the corner of her lips was smacking a smile.

“Because it is equally sweet,” cetus Damar while kissing the neck of the wife.

Wulan rounded her eyes, suddenly there was an amused sensation on her neck, she was stunned. And a moment later he drowned circulating the view, that now was in the yard of the house. “Kang-Kang Cimar, this again in front of the house!”

Damar back to stand upright, “Why in front of the house again, after all everyone in this village already knows that you are my wife,”

“Although the neighbors know that we are husband and wife, it is not good to also show off intimacy!” wulan hatch.

“Have not ignored the opinions of people, those who like nyinyir tuh in fact people who are very attentive,” without a second thought Damar then carry the body of the wife's bully. As powerful as he was indeed holding the weight of his wife's body weight that was getting fuller.

Wulan was stunned when her body floated, but not wearing a parachute of course, “Waduh! why can float gini yak? Cepet down on me!” his jolt, gnashing in astonishment looked at Damar.

“Udah relax, I'm still strong. Part of your weight is nothing compared to the burden of the country!” seloroh Damar, shudder his shoulders. That he was hinting that he was a PerKaSa man. Attention Because of Honey!

“Walah, why do you compare my body weight with the country's burden,” Wulan's view is now starting to shift, from the one who saw the branch of the mango tree, now switch to the terrace, the, “Indeed you don't hurt his head anymore?” ask Wulan to make sure.

“Now!” Damar positioned his muscles in supporting the weight of the wife who increasingly felt in both arms.

But the neighbor's cry that saw Damar carrying Wulan, made Damar stop stepping when his feet were about to enter the door of the house.

“Mar-Mar-bayine sopo zinc bok bopong kui?” [whose baby are you carrying?] seloroh Mbak Nanik si menor neighboring Damar is five houses away, the wife of a creditors outerwear, underwear kumplit bin limited.

Wulan was embarrassed to see from behind the back of Damar the three women who used to ride it shaky, he intended to get down from the deck of Damar. However, immediately detained by the increasingly bucolic husband.

“Udah diem aja,” Damar chirps, so that Wulan do not move much let alone rebel.

Damar turned his head until he aligned his chin to his shoulder, looking at the three young women, the young widow, the young mother and the thirty-year-old virgin, his neighbor who happened to pass in the street in front of the house, “From bayine Pak Wicaksono Yu!” [This is Mr. Wicaksono's baby, Ma'am]

“Ealah.. continued Mar, but inget yo, soon Maghrib, gig when playing semene iki clock, Iki, hahaha” [if playing at this hour]” said a young widow whose husband lives in Taiwan.

“Siap Mbak wiwit, at most one round,” sloroh Damar.

“It's just seronde yes the most that comes out sa encrit to, Mar.. hahayyy!” reply Mbak Nur, the old virgin has a gemulai posture.

“Uhuuuyyy..” exciting mbak Wiwit and Mbak Nur whistling.

Wulan pinched Damar putingg in a white t-shirt, “Don't stick them!” he always seemed to see the three women who were very cool to tease Damar.

Damar felt the ticklish sensation of getting a pinch on his nipple, “Again dong!” Damar crengengesan saw Wulan's face that looked upset.

“Cepet in or down me!” sergeant Wulan in a small voice, while glancing at the three women menor bin glamour who looks giggling on the street in front of the house.

“Yo wes Yuk, ta mlebu sek!” [Yes already Mbak ta enter first]” exclaimed Damar, intending to enter the house. Because his chest got a tampolan from Wulan's hand, making him chuckle a little.

“Golek bendo go slicing tomatoes, [Nyari parang for slicing tomatoes]” seloroh Mbak Nur.

“Opo iku artine? [What does that mean].” asked Damar.

“Ojo kendo tetep spirit! [Don't let your guard down]” replied Mbak Wiwit.

With caution and extra energy, Damar arrived at home. Then bring down Wulan.

“Seneng you are well pleased at your neighbor's seductive bahenoll it!” grunts Wulan, annoyed. Because of seeing Damar who still widens his smile.

“Haha... are you jealous of them?” Damar sat on the middle sofa.

Wulan stomped her legs, following Damar then sat down and pinched Damar's arm, “Ih. If you open the door of your heart, you will finely chop your heart I will be scrawled!”

Damar rubbed his arm that got the pinch.

“Uhhh... You still want to see Rhitik Rosan not?” asked Damar, he remembered if the wife since pregnant wanted to meet the handsome actor Bolywood. To the extent that in the room many attached posters of the actor who had acted in the drama Kabhie Khushi Kabhie Gham.

Wulan immediately changed the look of a pouting face and smiled looking at Damar, while nodding happily, “Mau-want.... when can I meet Rhitik Rosan?”

Damar smiles happily, “Now!” he then stood up.

Wulan looked up at Damar's face from below, “Absolutely you already pesen plane ticket?”

“E,em.” Damar shook his head while flicking his index finger, “No ticket needed!”

Wulan limbung, felt there was a konselet for Damar's answer. He then followed Damar standing, “Indeed Rhitik Rosan is again in Jogja?”

Damar nodded, “Iya,”

Damar's answer made Wulan gaping, “Serius?”

Again Damar nodded, “Awhile, just wait here, I will be back soon.” Damar left in front of Wulan and walked into the room.

Wulan tilted her head waiting for the surprise of what her husband would do. His heart floated freely, imagining his encounter with the handsome actor Bolywood. If indeed Rhitik Rosan is in Jogja, it is not necessary to go far to India.

“But for what Rhitik Rosan is in Jogja, does he want to travel in Keraton Ngayogyakarta?” muttered Wulan, while imagining if the actor wears Surjan clothes, batik and blangkon, “Hehehe.

Shortly after waiting, Wulan saw Damar coming out of the room, dressed in black jeans, a leather suit, and black glasses. Very different from those who originally wore color pants and T-shirts.

“Tadaaa..... Nih see, now Rhitik Rosan is in front of you,” Damar said as he stretched out his hands.

“Ahahaha... This is local Rosan Rhitik mah!” Wulan chuckled amusedly at Damar's behavior which could always make a surprise beyond his expectations. Wulan mangosteen then circled Damar who now acts like a local model.

“Yes yes, I know my husband is handsome, but not gini also keles nge-prank,” Wulan menjewer lobe of her husband who likes to act jaim, “Kan I do not expect more, Kang Cimar!”

“A-aaa..” screams Damar found his lobe in the jewel. “Yes sorry, anyways you have a cravings, use the event want to meet Rhitik Rosan far there,” rubbed his lobe after Wulan took off the jewel.

Wulan shook her head, then hugged Damar and kissed her husband's lips briefly. “Thank you, for making me love more,”

Damar smelled his smile, then returned the embrace of his wife. “If I can't be Rhitik Rosan, then let me look like Sharukh Khan.”

“Yes yes yes.... be free to Sharukh Khan, Salman Khan, or if necessary Mr Raden!” seloroh Wulan still can not be separated from the smile, until pulling both cheeks.

“Ahaha... later if I am rich Mr. Raden, will have a dense forest dong on the lips here.” Damar laughed at the thought that he had a long moustache like Mr. Raden in the Unyil children's film series.

“Funny-funny..”.

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Prayer has become a routine after marriage.

After the prayer was over, Damar turned around, and faced Wulan who was wearing a lacy white face; still just as beautiful and natural. Even more ayu [beautiful].'

Wulan looked at the handsome face of her husband, for every wife. Husband is the most handsome even though Rhitik Rosan is still handsome even though he is old. He shook Damar's hand and kissed him.

Damar rubbed Wulan's head gently back, and kissed her right cheek and left cheek. “May stay abadi like this,”

“Amin,” Wulan smile knot. “I will prepare food,” he said then moved from the top of the prayer mat.

Damar nodded, “I'll help you cook.”

Wulan moved then opened the face and folded it neatly and put it in the closet. “Tomorrow, there is a new secretary interview right?”

“Iya, tomorrow also you determine who is worthy to be my secretary,” Damar does suggest to find a new secretary, to help the wife not be too exhausted in arranging her schedule in the factory.

“Good.”

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