Sekar & Raja Phinisi
The Malian Night
Finally, the proposal event that Ram's family hoped for was completed as well. That night the King and his family stayed at a hotel near Sekar's house. They spent the night discussing the wedding of Sekar and Raja.
Ben as the chairman of the committee invited Shan his nephew to discuss the King's wedding. Although the wedding will be held privately, Ben will still carry the theme of the ceremony. Ben will continue to give his best work. Moreover, this is for his boss and his boss' future wife.
“Pak Raja..” Ben pats the shoulder of the King sitting behind him.
“Tumben call, sir?” asked the King in wonder.
“Kan has become a father now...Emang want to keep young? I sayin mrs Sekar later,” tapped Ben in his potent style.
“Haha! Foolishly report reporting to you tuw! What was the matter calling you?” ask the King with a happy face. Still carried away the atmosphere of the application.
“Not the prospective mistress we have a phobia of boarding the ship huh?” Hearing Ben's words, the King patted his eel.
“I forgot about it.” The panicked king began to stand up from his seat. She squeezes her hair while looking for Sekar's contact number on her phone.
Tut…
“Hallo? Why, mas?” ask Sekar.
“Sayang. There's something important we need to talk about. Can we meet now?” asked the King as he walked out of the hotel area.
“But it's late at night. Can't be discussed tomorrow? Kind of kids if I live alone.” I looked at Boy and Girl who had thumbs up.
“You can install the baby monitor at that time, baby. I put it in a blue suitcase. Try check.”
A little sleepy, I had to open my suitcase to check. The baby monitor was in the suitcase.
“Where? Meet?” Sekar longed to lie so that he could spit his body to lie spoiled with Boy and Girl. But hearing the voice of the King's voice, it was not hearty to lie to her future husband.
“Iya, mass. Meet.”
“I'll be at your house soon, baby. You're out for a second, aren't you? There's something I want to talk about. It's really important about our marriage.”.
“Hihiiii.. Yes Yes I started to take my jacket and wear it. At first glance in the mind Sekar terbesit negative things. “Mas King wants to cancel our wedding plan huh?” ask me blatantly.
“Hush! Don't you ever say that. It's out here! I was in front of your house,” The King noticed the window glass in Sekar's room.
“Wow? Express is walking. Though the distance of the hotel to here is quite far tuh.” Sekar looked at the King from the glass window.
Finally that night, Sekar walked out of his house. The area around Malioboro road that is never quiet makes Sekar dare to come out at midnight.
“Mas... What to say, mas?” Tanya Sekar made the King look at him. Although not wearing a pretty dress, Sekar still looks beautiful in the eyes of the King. “Mas King? How comfortable is a smile?” Sekar patted the King's arm.
“You remain beautiful,” praise King makes Sekar blush his lips blush in shame.
“Ish! Wombal! What do you want to say? Afraid to drop again ujan.” He looked up at his head looking at the night sky. It turns out that there are a lot of stars scattered.
“Where can it rain? Lots of stars, really. Yuk! Bentar street. Mumped up outside the room.” The king quickly grabbed Sekar's elbow. Pulling the woman walked out of the alley in front of the house to the front of Maliboro street.
The two of them walked down the street talking.
“So baby, I just want to know about your phobia. Can your wedding be held on board?” asked the King while putting Sekar's hand in his jacket pocket.
“Iya. No pa pa..”.
“You sure?” The king squeezed the fingers of Sekar in his pocket.
“He’em. I've rarely had nightmares too,” Sekar's words stopped the King's footsteps. The king wondered what a nightmare it was.
“What nightmares do you love?”
“Dream the past about the events in the hotel North Tarempa first,” Sekar replied while directing the King to remember the events in the past.
“Sorry yes, dear,” The King squandered his embrace to Sekar. They were silent in the middle of the street.
“Mas, shy know hug-hugging in the middle of the road gini She shook her body. But the King seemed to tighten his embrace to make Sekar increasingly wrong behavior.
That night they both continued their steps to one of the angkringans.
“Buk, hot orange two njih (yes) buk,” said Sekar ordered a drink. After ordering, he went back to the King who was sitting with a dumb look to see the cars and motorcycles that passed.
“Hayo... Think what? Why bengong?” Sekar patted the King's shoulder.
Shortly after they spoke, orders of hot oranges were ushered in by angkringan traders. They discussed many things about their wedding plans that will take place in the next few days.
They decided to invite only a few guests. Surely the Galang and Kasih families will be special invited guests for the two of them.
“In addition to Galang and Kasih, who else would you like to invite, dear?” The king shifted Sekar's waist to get closer to him.
“Mas... It's a public road. We are the wedding balloons. Ntar has to scratch the police officer hlo... Mau?” chirp Sekar after tasting the hot orange with a spoon.
“Which might just swallow gini got scratched? Tuh which is still ABG on the lap-lap.”.
“Ish. By the same time Raja nih can not win.”
“Haha! Who used to dong.. Papanya baby twins always handler.” The king further seduced Sekar by landing a kiss on Sekar's head.
Sometime when King and Sekar were making out with each other, they heard a familiar voice from the back table where they were sitting.
“It is better tomorrow you buy medicines at the pharmacy to stock on board. Medications for children and adults should be complete. Don't let anyone miss,” pinta pak Ansu.
“Good, sir,” connect doctor Ucy.
Mr. Ansu and the doctor Ucy who was unaware of the existence of Raja and Sekar, continued their conversation.
“Ow yes.. I also invited his mother Galang whose name is madam Lily. He's an old friend of mine. Stock also cold allergy medicine. I remember she had a cold allergy.”
“Good, sir. I'll remember,” doctor Ucy.
“Yeah, meanwhile what I was trying to say. You want to order some food? Mumpung is in Jogja, you have to culinary tour here. My wife used to love cat rice sambal teri same satay sweet spicy intestines. Would you like to try?” ask Ansu sir.
“Bby, sir.”
The king, who did not want his whereabouts to be known by Mr. Ansu, immediately left their table on tiptoes. Not to forget the King put money under the glass to tip the angkringan merchant's mother.
“Agot fast yank the way..” whispered the King while pulling Sekar's hand.
“Why, mas? Why don't we get them?” ask Sekar confused.
“Any day, yank. Not usually my father ngajak women out malem-malem. Clock this again... make a discussion of the drug problem? Suspicious.” The king was astonished at what was the connection between his father and the doctor.
“Hihiiii.. Emang mas Raja do not know yes if they have been deket long enough?”
“Means?” The king still did not understand. Because his relationship with his father was not so familiar before.
“Ntar mas Raja knows for himself. Not chatting with dolphins in the middle of the sea,” said Sekar recalled the story from Shan.
“Hloh? How know? Shan said yes? Just watch out he's ntar. His mouth is the same Ben is 11 12 the same. Can never keep a secret.”
“Good to know that in my opinion.. I also know that the King often cry rolls in the yacht. Hehee..”.
“Happy are you listening to me?”
“Iya.. Very satisfied, satisfied.. Hihiiii.” The anxious king saw the smile of Fuse ringing, he began to pull Fuse's nose. “Aduh... don't! Red ntar!”
Finally that night the King drove Sekar back home. The king pecked Sekar's forehead before Sekar entered the courtyard of the house.
“Mwuah.. Good nite darling.”.
KROMPYANG... “Meong.. Meong...!” a strange sound came from next door to Sekar's house.
“Neighbors next to you. CCTV walked. Can't see we're friendly little,” whispered the King.
“Hehee. If there is no him, the daily life of the father must also be monotonous. I entered first yes... Good nite, mas..” Sekar waved his hand and went into the house.
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