The Marriage of Mr. Arogan
Requesting Permission

Since receiving a call from Jenifer, Doris's joy has increased five-fold. While cooking, Doris sings, joggers, even occasionally he climbs on a chair like a person who is holding a concert. Not to forget also in his right hand there is a spatula as a microphone.

All kinds of styles have been done Doris, ranging from spinning, jumping, dancing, to dearest though the occasional bone vibrates, a warning sign that the bones are starting to porous, but Doris does not care. It was a somersault that Old Grandma had not yet done.

"Oh oh, oh!! My waist hurts!" doris grumbled gently rubbing her hips.

After a few months of not meeting Jen, now her only granddaughter called, if she would stop by Doris' house because there was something important that she would talk about.

Tok .. tok .

"Arts!" doris muttered running towards the door. His voice became so cheerful. "Jeniiiii ... Is that you?" scream from within.

"Yes, Grandma. It's me" Jen said.

Doris opened the door. "Jeniiii, you've finally come!!" hugging Jen.

"Oh my goodness, Grandma. I haven't seen you in years!" returning Doris's embrace.

"Basar bratty grandson!" Doris pulls Jenifer's ear.

"Aw .. aw .. aw .. aw ... sa-sick, Grandma!" pekik Jen's.

"Lucknutttt's grandson! you haven't visited Grandma in years! Just watch out for you to be the granddaughter of durhakesss!"

Jen scratched her nape and smiled slightly. "Hehe, I'm sorry, Grandma. But ... three months if we do not meet, not years. Ahhh Grandma mahh overestimates."

Doris looked at Jen sharply. At that instant Jen fell silent and averted her eyes from Doris' sinister face.

"Ehm, anu .. a-Didn't Grandma let me in?" ask Jen, doubt it.

"Yes, come in! Grandma's cooking for you."

"Hehe! This is cool. Ohya, Grandma, I'm not here alone. I'm taking someone."

"Who?"

Jen looked up at the stairs, and signaled someone there to show her form.

"Bule Watermelonaaaa?!" shouted Doris, excited, to the shock of his boarding building.

"How are you, Grandma?" ask Mark.

"Out perishes well. Uh, that means, amazing. How are you doing, Watermelon Bule?"

"I'm good."

"Astogeee, we haven't seen each other in ten years. But I think you're young!" he looked at Mark's body and face carefully.

"Grandmother also looks youthful," said Mark.

Plakkkk! "Hehehe, can you!!" blushed shy.

Mark widens his manic when Doris' hand lands on Mark's butt.

"Grandmother, when do we go inside? Your huge body is blocking our way!

"Oh sori dori strawberry! Come inside."

"Ohya, btw, six years in Nek. Not ten years!"

"Owalaha! What the hell?! From now on you've been very sensitive to Grandma," said Doris, exasperated.

"Not a sensi, Grandma. But I'm just fixing what you say."

Mark smiled slightly at Doris and Jenifer. With her Grandmother, Secretary Jen's nature has not changed. Inner Mark.

Doris takes Mark and Jen to the dinner table. That day he cooked a lot of food.

"Sir, did Jire come to the office?"

"Yes. Said Jire was gonna be late tonight. Understand interns are a lot of work. Often Granny pity Jire. Sleep at one in the morning, keep waking up at five in the morning."

Jen nodded slowly. He re-imagined how he used to be an intern at the WS Group company. He smiled and was grateful for his achievements so far. "Yes, Grandma told Jire not to push yourself."

"Have my grandmother repeatedly said. But well how else, the nature of the two of you is similar. Be stubborn if you want to say!" ketus Doris's.

"Hehe, it's called Nek's business. Efforts will not result in betrayal. Isn't that Mr Mark?" I looked at Mark suddenly.

The man became nervous instantly. "Ehm, i-yeah."

"As far as you are. Ohya, you said you wanted to talk to Grandma about something?"

The deg!

Mark and Jen gulp down the saliva violently as their beads widen to look at Doris.

Damn you Mark! Don't make you nervous. You've been practicing for two weeks. Don't waste your hard training! So show me your fucking jerk! Inner Mark.

"Why are you guys staring at Grandma's face like that?! Wahh you must be stunned to see this true excitement. Ahaha!"

"Ishhh, Grandma. Start again."

"This is a pact! What do you think, Watermelon Bule? My face is glowing, glowing, shiny, shiny and ... What else is it?!"

Mark was silent again. He was confused as to how to respond. Mark was afraid not to let him mispronounce and offend Doris. If that happens, it's very likely that Mark doesn't get his blessing.

"Come answers!" urged Doris.

"I-iya Grandma. Your face is b-b-" Mark stuttered.

"Be ... be what! Buriqqq said? Huh uh?!"

"No-no. That's not what I meant. Your face looks glowing."

"That's great. Love you more, hahaha!" doris Goda.

"Look, Grandma. Actually ... "

"Ehem!" Mark cleared with reflexes. His face looked nervous instead of playing.

"What's up, sir?"

"I ... I ... "

"You?" lirih Jen's.

"I-i'm hungry!"

Jen jumped keget. Tumben once! Usually, sir is very shy.

"Astoge! Sorry Grandma. Let's eat, hunt the food cold," said Doris please.

Mark and Jen started eating enough. This time, Mark was saved. Actually, he was still very nervous to say if he and Jen would have a wedding in two weeks.

The mood was silent again. The three men ate their food until it ran out, except for Mark. Mark's plate has not changed. The food is just so-so, not reduced. It was obvious that his nervousness was making him depressed and had no appetite.

"Sir, is the food bad?" jen asked when he saw Mark's plate.

Hearing that Doris' eyes instantly widened, like the bead was about to pop out of place. Mark was even more panicked. The sweat started pouring all over Mark's body. His forehead also seemed to be giving off fluid.

"The food is very good" said Mark smiling forcefully.

Doris smiled broadly. "Then, add a lot. Huhah!"

"This is enough" Mark said.

Jen sees Mark's unusual look. He also began to respond to Mark's behavior. Jen suddenly held Mark's left hand which was placed on Mark's thigh. Jen looked at Mark. The look seemed to mean to Mark to be calm and not panic.

Mark nodded slowly. But when looking into Jen's meaningful eyes, Mark's cheeks began to give off a red hue. He blushed in shame. Again he was irritated that his pride had been lost in front of the girl.

Mark took his breath. He tried to calm himself back down and thought the things that triggered him could be calm. He began to eat the food slowly.

I've been living in this world for forty years, but only this time I felt a tremendous panic. Is this what all the men in the world feel when dealing with a would-be-in-law?! But I've loved someone even married. Despite forced marriage. I shouldn't be nervous anymore, but the situation this time was very different!

A few moments later, Mark finished his meal. The three men headed for the living room. It's time they talked about something serious. No more delays, inevitably, Mark as a man must be mature when asking Jenifer.

"Well, since everything is done eating, then I will listen to important things from you" Doris said.

You can do it, Mark! Don't embarrass yourself in front of Secretary Jen. Inner Mark.

Doris sat quietly and grabbed her feet. He set his hair and occasionally pulled the mirror from his negligee pocket and saw the reflection of his face from behind the mirror.

"Let me and Secretary Jen get married!"

The deg!

"Geez-uhuk!" Doris suddenly choked. The mirror in his hand almost fell down upon hearing Mark's words so loud and firm. Like a commander who commands military forces to fight, that is how Mark delivers. His body looked stiff as a robot, his face stiffened at Doris.

"Grandmother .. are you okay?" lirih Jen carefully.

Doris was still daydreaming with eyes and a gaping mouth. While Mark, did not budge from his position. Seeing Doris' expression made Mark even more nervous and afraid to hear Doris's answer.

"W-you want to marry my Jeniku?!" doris asked quietly, but her face was still tense.

"That's right! I'll marry Secretary Jen and make her the mother of my children!" cursed Mark again is not less harsh with his previous words.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh!" yell Doris.

Jen and Mark were shocked. Doris' expression made the two people panic.

"Grandmother?? You why? Oh my goodness, Grandma?" shake Doris' body.

"Did I say it wrong?" scythe Mark.

"Finally!!!" ketus Doris again while looking up at the ceiling.

"Grandmother?! Be aware! Don't make me and Mr. Mark panic like this!"

"Finally, God heard Grandma's prayers."

"So Grandma blesses our relationship?" ask Jen enthusiastically.

"Very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very very much!!!!" opened his eyes. "So when are you getting married?"

"Two weeks ahead, Grandma," Jen and Mark said.

"WHATAAA?!" Once again Doris almost made Jen and Mark hang from hearing her crisp voice.

Jen and Mark could only sweep their chests while breathing out slowly.

"Can Grandma talk slowly? Don't scream!" said Jen.

"How can I not yell, you two always surprise me! Grandchildren have no morals! What if I keep dying. Good luck if you go to heaven, but if stuck in hell?? Do you want to take responsibility and negotiate with the angels so that you can go to hell in my place?!"

The deg!

Why is Grandma being a fatheran like this?! How to talk fast again! Kayak saykoji the handyman! "Grandma, slow down by the way!"

"okay good. Breathe in, exhale!" Doris's murmur. "Grandmother asked again, who knows Grandma misheard. When are you getting married?"

"Two weeks ahead, Grandma," said the two together.

"Fast fast!" Doris scrunched her forehead and looked at Jenifer's flat stomach. It's just that it looks fluffy because the dress model is like that. "Don't ... "

"Don't you?" repeat Jen.

"Arts! Are you pregnant out of wedlock?!"

The deg!

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, that's how the bride-to-be looked. They couldn't predict that Doris would go that far. Mark who had not even planted his superior seedlings felt hurt by Doris' speech.

"Good Grandma! Why is Grandma's mind floating?! Look, my stomach is still flat! If it expands, it is because of the stubborn fat that is lodged in it!"

Doris nodded slowly. "Ouhhhhhh so you're not pregnant?"

"For now, not yet! Maybe later," a small smile looked at Mark who had been silent.

"Yeahahahh! I thought she was pregnant!" said Doris lazily.

"Well, why isn't Grandma's face happy?"

"It turns out Grandma is still a long time going to fondle great-grandchildren!" rolling his eyes lazily.

"God! Don't tell me Grandma wants me to get pregnant before marriage?!"

"Well, you're starting to get smart. 'It's good that your pregnancy time won't be long!"

Jen patted her eel. "It looks like Grandma's head hit!" lirih Jen's.

"If that's what Grandma wants, I as your son-in-law's candidate will speed up Secretary Jen's pregnancy. I'll process it tonight!"

The deg!

"Tu-lord? What do you mean sir?" ask Jen, stare.

"It's obvious, if Grandma wants you to get pregnant soon!" ketus Mark's.

Doris nodded quickly.

"Not only did Grandma's head hit, but Mr. Mark did too. Even Master is worse than Grandma! I didn't expect that they would be this familiar when talking about sacred things!" lirih Jen is not powerful.

"Hahaha!" Doris's laughter was blaring. Jen and Mark were surprised not to be a bitch.

"Other than this?!" sigh Jen while scratching her head that does not itch.

"Once a fool is a fool, my grandson. Huhahaha! How could Grandma possibly support you doing something that plunges you into sin?! Basic short sense! Grandma kidding kaliiii. Ahaha!"

Mark's turn is confused. "So, Grandma didn't mean it?!" ask Mark.

Platyakk!

Doris flicked Mark's forehead. "You again! As if to say you want to stir the dough tonight?! Just watch! I'm botakin let your nutmeg be slippery!"

Mark was embarrassed. But he immediately neutralized his face. "I'm kidding too, Grandma!"

"Huhah! So yeah. Your sense of humor is high too. Well, since you're as aglek as I am, then I'm blessing you to get married two weeks ahead!"

"No ... yes .. yes!" Doris knocked on the table three times.

"Is this really a trial? Play kettles table everything!" muttered Jen. He seemed to be holding back his excited expression. Relax Jen calm down! No yelling?! Keep image!

Damnit damnit! Want to hug this woman tightly and shout until the vocal cords run aground! But what power, I have to hold it here. Don't let this Nensi Part Two change their minds from hearing my hysterical screams!

"Thank you, Grandma." Jen approached Doris and hugged her tightly.

"Ututu, my dear grandson. Now you're gonna be somebody's wife."

"Uhhh Grandma, don't make me sad. I'll still be Grandma's Jeni. Although Grandma often scolded and said I was stupid, but I was not offended at all, just down. Ahaha!"

"Basic g*blokkk squared!" flicking Jen's forehead with her index finger.

"Said Nek, a child will surely inherit the nature of his parents."

"Want to?" ask Doris.

"What child am I?"

"Gram!"

"Well, whose daughter is Sarah's mother?"

"Granny's Child."

"So grandma's nature goes down to Sarah's mother."

"Yes! downhill time from birman? Is that really you?! Sarah's nature is also declining to you!" ketus Doris's.

"Well, if I'm a block, my mother does too. If my mother did so then Grandma did too .... ?"

"G*dong!" doris was unconscious. He went back to reading Jenifer.

"I didn't say yes, but Grandma!" Jen pulls Mark's hand and runs away from Doris.

Doris finally realized what she was saying. "Dasarrrr lice kupret!!! cave fooled grandchildren no morals!! Yiyyyyy! Back you two! fan cave with sandals, let's know the taste!! Oyyyyyy!"

Doris runs after Jen and Mark. But because of his large body, so he had difficulty when running. His steps became slow like snails.

"I'm sorry, Grandma. I go first yes. Thanks for the lunch and thanks for the blessing. May Grandma live long!!!" jen shouted as she ran down the stairs.

"Not changed, too, Jeni. But I like his nature like that. Remain my stupid, but genius and ingenious Gene! May you be happy always, my Jen. Sarah must be happy in nature when she sees you happy."

Tbc ...

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