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"When did Mom have a boutique?" jiya asked no less surprised by me.

Really, this is a surprise. I also just found out that Mamah Vivi has its own brand and products. As far as I know, he's just a doctor.

"Not too long ago, maybe only one to three months," he explained which made Jiya's eyes more rounded.

"Not for long, but the Mamah brand is already famous? Crazy, Jiya just realized that our family is the brain of all business." Jiya chuckled softly after saying so.

Making Mamah Vivi directly wipe the surface of the rese boy's head was soft. "Brand you're also hits, right? Ferdi's efforts are also advancing. Mamah's advice, just persevere until you really produce and make you satisfied with the results of his hard work. And don't forget to make alms, okay?"

"Ready, Mah!" reply me and Jiya compact.

Looks like a child who immediately obeyed the orders of the teacher.

"Uluh-ten, my beloved son is just as dear to me. Hopefully you are quickly given a baby, so that Mamah can also immediately nimang grandson hehe ..."

Jiya and I, who heard that, looked at each other for a while with a big smile on their lips.

"In god," said I and Jiya together.

A few minutes later, Jiya and I started fitting clothes. Try it out one by one until we find the right fit for us to wear, at the reception next week.

For a while, I heard Jiya complain and protest. Regarding the size of the dress that he thinks is too small and too exposed parts of his body that should be hidden.

"Well, this dress ain't no bigger, is it? Jiya does not really like the one who took off on the waist with the chest. It's hard to make movement and breath" he explained.

I saw him twirling a little bit in front of the mirror that was already provided there.

"Some, try wearing this one."

Mamah Vivi looks thrusting a plain white dress that looks elegant. Which Jiya immediately grabbed for the rese boy to try, in one of the changing rooms.

I sat and waited for my little wife to come out. Until about five minutes, the door of the dressing room opened and displayed the figure of Jiya who so stunned me.

"Well, what do you think of Om Ferdi?" tanyanya smiled sweetly at me.

"Beautiful, you are very suitable to wear it," said I who kept making a tinge of red hue adorning Jiya's cheeks.

"Well, Jiya take this one."

Finished fitting clothes, we went again to the venue for the reception. Of course, again Mamah Vivi has prepared with Momi. Unfortunately, today Momi cannot come because there is an important job that she must take care of.

Less than half an hour, with good mileage. We finally got to the place we were going to rent. Exactly at an outdoor themed wedding venue located on Ancol Carnival Beach.

The place that Jiya and I have wanted all this time. And apparently we found in Jakarta, without the hassle of having to go to Bali.

It seems that everything has started to be well prepared. From the flowers that began to be provided. Also the bench that began to be laid out is located one by one. Perhaps it was because this was only a few more, so Mamah Vivi wanted her preparations to be advanced earlier.

Finish fitting clothes and see the reception venue. Me, Jiya and Mamah Vivi finally returned home at about half-eight p.m. Besides because we deliberately waited for the sunset in Segarra, to ensure how beautiful the scene of the venue at night. The three of us also stopped by for dinner at one of the cafes before heading home.

Me and Jiya, okay. Moreover, we have not been to Mamah Vivi's house for a long time. Be, Jiya and I agreed to stay a special night at my in-laws' house.

Arriving at the home of Mom. My in-laws asked Jiya to sleep with him. He said he missed it hard, because it had been so long since he had never slept with Jiya again. For real, I agreed to that second, too.

"Om," called Jiya from the doorway of her beloved room, as I was taking off my shirt to the stomach.

"Yes?"

I saw him walking closer, then hugging my body tightly all of a sudden. Making my activities was stopped because of Jiya's sudden action like this.

"What's wrong? You, tired?" I asked while cupping both cheeks. Making the face of the rese boy slightly look up, staring at this black marble of mine.

Jiya's head then shook slowly. Before he finally smuggled deeper, between these two arms of mine who was holding tightly to his body as well.

"Continue, why? Suddenly so spoiled like this, hm?" I asked, still gently rubbing the surface of Jiya's head.

"Just a minute ago, Jiya was still missing. So the hugs are longer."

I who heard his words just now laughed. "People sleep last night with Mom, tomorrow we'll go back to the penthouse."

"Ih, but-" Jiya's words stopped immediately when I closed her mouth with my index finger already stuck in front of her lips.

"Stt ... Do I need to carry her to Mamah's room?" bargained.

I saw Jiya cover her own face in embarrassment. Then pushing my body away, the moment before he punched me in the stomach was hard enough. Until it makes me grimace.

"Kok spanked?" I pretended to be surprised.

But about the taste of the blow I received it hurts too. The proof is that I grimaced until Jiya walked away with her tongue out, teasing me. With his head poking out from behind the door of the room he was about to close.

"Party Om Ferdi nyebelin, wlee!"

After saying that, his figure instantly disappeared from behind the door of the room. The cash alone makes me no longer able to withstand the turmoil of laughter that immediately filled the stomach.

"Yeah, Jiya!" I said while wiping the surface of my own face that did not stop to laugh this time.

The next morning, Jiya looked sullen. With a slightly jolted step towards me. Then the restorative boy sat himself on one of the sofas not far away with the chair I was sitting near the pool.

"You why? So early in the morning? Watch out for wrinkles later, you know." I sneered while occasionally glancing towards Jiya who seemed to be really upset.

Immediately I left the device containing the email from Gisel, then walked towards Jiya who was still bowing her head with heavy breathing several times.

"Why, Yang?" my question, while squatting in front of Jiya.

Glancing sharply at me, Jiya then said. "You asked us to come back back, and during that time, Jiya also had to let her sleep."