Teapot Water
Dag dig dug....
"Morning, Yang." said Juan while confirming Iis's hair child.
The newly awakened Iis immediately blinked her eyes a few times, her eyes were glare due to the morning sun directly hitting her eyes.
"Morning, Mas.." answered Iis as she stretched her body, then thrust her head into Juan's chest.
Juan smiled at the behavior of Iis who likes to sneak into his chest. Iis quickly rubbed the black and thick Iis hair. "You want to sleep again ? If you want to sleep again we check out tomorrow only," said Juan.
"Hah.. ngak need, I've just come home from yesterday, is we diem mulu here ngak any activity," said Iis while tightening his hug.
"The problem is, if you go in this way, you really won't move this, my mind goes everywhere, Yang..."
"Bodo, your mind is everywhere, not my mind," Iis said with a sweet smile.
"Your staff, Yang..."
Minutes changed, minutes continued to roll quickly for Juan and Iis they just hugged each other and kissed forehead, eyes, hair.
"The one you said yesterday is really ?"
"Who, where's the ?" juan asked while checking his phone on the nightstand.
"Well, you want to marry your family, if your family doesn't agree I'm married to you, Mom."
"Yes." replied Juan steadily and quickly made Iis rise from her sleep.
"Why ? That's your parents, you know" said Iis quickly.
"Yes, they're my parents, but I want to be happy, Yang. I am tired of following their wishes. Luckily Mamih I agreed I married you, but Papih I don't know. The importance of the company is everything. Papih used to be a great hobby to fool me as the children of his colleagues," recalls Juang while sitting in a hardboar bed.
"Why then are you fooled ?" tanya Iis confused.
'Because I have flaws, Yang. Want to be inaro where Papih's face if this deficiency is known to be his candidate for iron, Juan's mind.
"No idea, maybe Papih nyerah. But, I'm sure 100% Papih would agree. There's no way she's rejecting a girl as cute and as pretty as you, Yang," juan said as she swooped into Iis' nose.
"But, you said you'd love Cicil."
"Beautiful Cicil...."
BRUKKKKKK
A small pillow immediately floated up Juan's face, Juan immediately chuckled to get the blow.
"Sana, same Cicil all make video swinger again there, same fowl continue all the same demon...!!!!!" rutuk Cicil while kicking Juan's leg.
"Hahahaha.forgiveness, again. That's the past, Yang. It's been a long time, somehow my brain wants to do it rich," Juan recalled his dark time, a time of freedom and booze. Life is unhealthy. Everytime and everywhere party.
"What are you jealous of, Cicil's body seen by the Duke ?" tanya Cicil is confused by Juan's brain.
"No. I don't know, there's no jealousy at all" Juan replied, scratching his nose.
"If my body is looked at by Kang Rozak or the Duke, how ?" ask Juan.
Juan immediately turned his head back to listen to Iis's question. Jealousy and anger immediately arose in Juan's chest.
"Si Rozak want me to go to Daddy's paddy field ? Shall I kick, huh ? Keep the Duke want me to make bankrupt????," said Juan annoyed while pulling Iis body into his head.
"Kan Cicil only..."
"That's Cicil, not you. If you were me, I wouldn't be ridho, Yang. No riddho, be careful if anyone looks at your body. I cut his eyes out. It's good, I haven't seen it yet, someone else wants to see it. NO...!!" cerocos Juan while tightening his hug while kissing Iis's hair.
"So, if you've seen. Doesn't anyone else see ?"
"To ngak can, just that I can see.this is why the hell even talk about your body. I've talked about the other one. Make high blood. No one can see you...!!!" juan said irritatedly while covering Iis's body with a blanket.
"Come, how come I'm so rich in snowballs, anyway.." said Iis annoyed because Juan wrapped many blankets on his body.
"Hahahaha, you're beautiful" joked Juan and he quickly got a punch on his leg.
"Ngaco uh, ah I want to take a shower," said Iis while standing up.
"Come, Yang..."
"No, don't make things..! Wait here..!" screech Iis while closing the bathroom door hard.
•••
Juan who had finished bathing went straight out into the living room in his hotel room. His eyes instantly fell silent as he looked at the woman sitting in the living room chair. The woman was flipping through Vogue magazine casually.
"Juan..jeez mamih kangen," said Mamih while standing and hugging Juan.
"Mamih, where did you come from ? The marriage of the same Duke Taca was yesterday , Mih." said Juan while replying to Mamih's embrace, the woman who had given birth to him still looks perfect and charming in his age of 5 heads.
"Yes, Mamih yesterday was still in Hong Kong. Juan. Mamih's work is a lot. It's Papih you're still there. But, Mamih brought a gift for the Duke and Taca," said Mamih while showing 2 large boxes.
"But they're still here. Later, I'm anterin Mamih..."
"Mamih here curious about your boyfriend, Mamih want to know, what's his name ?" mamih asked while looking at her son.
"Iis.. Iiss.."
"Is it dahlia ???" tanya Mamih mentioned one of the names of Indonesian dangdut artists.
"Hahaha.no, Mih. His name is Lizbet Sandia but his call is Iis, ngak use dahlia yah, Mih," joked Juan while scratching his head.
"His name, Iis ? He's his father at work..."
"Iis not from a family like us, Iis just a common peasant boy. Please do not ask the rich thing is the same Iis, Mih," said Juan while confirming his sitting position.
"Oh. ordinary people.."
Juan can only understand the words Mamihnya, Mamih from birth has become a child of the rich as well as Papih. Mamih was born to a family of well-known private bank owners in Indonesia, while Papih did not ask almost everyone knows who the Wijaya family is.
"Mih, although Iis a commoner. Iis dear Juan. He gave his surname Juan. Even pas dating early Iis thought our family had a cooperative in his village, hahahaaa...."
"Huh... does he know our family ? Time ?" ask Mamih surprised.
"Not that he knows, until this very second he doesn't know too much, Mih. I love the credit card she never wears at all. Until I was confused myself, I kept asking you not to shop ? What did he answer for shopping ? My stuff is good everything," said Juan remembering the behavior of Iis.
"What does he do ?"
"He's a child psychologist at the Jakarta bureau" Juan said of Iis's work, there was a sense of pride in his words.
Mamih smiled at Iis's work, her former candidate turned out to be an independent woman and the bureau Juan mentioned was also not a food bureau.
"okay.oke... I agree, whatever is best for you, Juan. Just do not Cicil, Mamih do not want anyway. Brash girl...!" mamih said considering the treatment of Cicil.
"Because of him you go, continue to make efforts with the Duke. Fortunately, his efforts go if ngak Mamih can abis in omelin Papih you," Mamih cerocos.
Juan seemed to realize that Iis and Mamih were chattering the same, eleven and twelve. "Yes, it's Mih. Now it's all over. Juan is the same ", Juan said.
"Mamih just pray that Papih and your grandmother will be filled, Iis nerima. Do you know what they are rich in ?" mamih said while sipping the Tea.
Mamih's eye beads immediately saw a woman in a shirt and jeans out of the room. Mamih wrinkled her forehead in shock instead of playing looking at the woman.
"Aang, here. There's my Mamah. Here, Yang.." said Juan while standing up and then ran up to Iis who was silent looking at the beautiful woman in front of him.
"Mamih ka.mu.." Iis's great-granddaughter while squeezing her shirt.
Iis heart immediately timid, quickly Iis felt insecure. Tau like this Iis will use his best clothes. Not Juan's shirt and jeans. 'Jeez, how is this ?!' inner Iis panicked.
Mamih only looked at Iis from the top down before developing her smile.
"You, Iis ?"
"Yes.." answered Iis while swallowing her saliva, her heart beating fast, dag dig dug derrr....!?
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