
The king and Wijayanti sat facing each other in the living room, they looked at each other with settings that were difficult to interpret. But it seems like this time the King is ready to convey his intentions to Wijayanti the mama.
"Yes Ma, pregnant girl in her womb there is a candidate for the Good baby. It's something incredible, though, I never even thought about going there but as soon as I heard she was pregnant Good could only say that Good is very grateful and Good hope you can also accept Girl as well as your future grandchildren," said the King conveyed his heart to Wijayanti.
Wijayanti was seen glancing towards the King and then threw his gaze in another direction, it was seen that this news was very heavy for him to receive. Wanted to be angry but there was also a feeling of pleasure that infiltrated the small space in his heart.
"Then?" tanya Wijayanti briefly.
"The king of tomorrow has plans to officially announce the marriage between Good and Girl to the extended family and friends of Good Mam" the King of his wishes told Wijayanti.
A moment of silence only their breaths were heard.
"Ma." Call the King to break the silence between the two of them.
"Hmmm, uh,"
"Tock hmm?" asked the King to soften his voice.
"Is that necessary?" wijayanti asked without looking at the King but his gaze fell on the open glass window where the Japanese-style side yard scenery was beautifully spread with garden lights.
"It is necessary, even ma. Good do not want the girl to be a wife who seems to have no status in the eyes of the public. Especially if later my baby candidate is born, they can just assume that it is the illegitimate child of my relationship and girl. Is it fair to my own flesh and blood ma." replied the King answered Wijayanti's question.
Wijayanti has not yet made a decision.
"What Good says is true, this situation is really not what I expected. I didn't want my granddaughter to be born to that shaman girl, but on the other hand I couldn't possibly reject the baby as my granddaughter whom I had long dreamed of because she was my bloodline," inner Wijayanti fought in heart.
Wijayanti moved from her seat wanting to step away from the King, but the King's hand held her gently.
"Mama, please blessing Good to give clarity to the status of Girl, just that's Good to ask from mama when and just that's happiness Good other than being a mama's child," please King wholeheartedly while putting Widayanti's palm on his cheek.
"Duh Gusti prince, Why do you give me such a difficult thing," inner Wijayanti wanted to debate the situation.
"Ma, please," persuaded the King to return.
Wijayanti took a deep breath if he exhaled slowly.
"As for you, Mama wants to rest mama tired," said Wijayanti made the king release Wijayanti's hand from his grasp.
"Thank you Mama, thank you very much. The king knows Mama loves the King. The king is sure that the mother will not refuse the presence of future grandchildren, thank you Ma," said the King, thank you for not stopping to Wijayanti.
Wijayanti went straight into her room. While the King walks out of Wijayanti's house to the car, he does not stay at his mother's house but prefers to go to Pras' apartment to negotiate a surprise party that will be held tomorrow night.
***
Prasetyo Apartment.
Pras' apartment room suddenly boisterous at once when Pras got a call from the King if the King wanted to come to stay tonight while Pras was alone with one of his female friends mixing love.
"Shit! again the good will also come the bully," Demel Pras so finished hanging up his phone call with the King.
"Beb, the hunt goes yes we connect again anu her sometime, just relax aja darling bag that you ask to buy aja tar cuan his I transfer," Pras persuaded his girlfriend.
"Ihh, who the hell is bothering us dear, new coffee has not been warming let alone up to the limited method and disturbing aja. This made me overloving baby," Sinta snorted resentfully as she returned to tidying up the clothes.
"Well hunted, do not get angry soon old, anyway I promise I transfer the money and we can another time," Pras assured Sinta.
"Yes baby, be patient! I will have to groom my bra," ketus Sinta while tying her bra that was removed by Pras.
Ting Tong's.
"Haiissss, the judge is coming! Buruanneb!" Pras just pulled Sinta's hand towards the exit of the apartment.
"Waith! Don't come out yet! Hide there if it gets to Jurig it knows there is a girl in my apartment I can run out I bully the same he ampe 7 derivative," exclaimed Pras then pulled Sinta's hand to hide in the bathroom.
"Lu crammed here first beb, lget don't come out!" pras Message.
Pras then came out of the bathroom and he hurried to the apartment door.
Cekle.
"Now! you've been opening the door for a long time, don't tell me you're the same girl!" the King protested while glancing towards Pras.
"No, bro, where is there. I have followed in the footsteps of Lu Insaf as a crocodile," Pras argued while puffing his chest.
"Tumben bro, gini nights come to Mari. Why not just call me who came in lo," said diverting the topic of discussion so as not to arouse suspicion of the King.
"There's something important to talk about tonight, something very, very important. So I hope you're listening to what we're going to talk about right now. But before I want to go to the toilet first, Udah from earlier I peed," directly nyelonong way to the back.
"Nature! Why anyway, Jaja use all pissing events, could this danger.' Pras patted his eel while rushing the way following R-aja in the back
"Sorry Bro, is it really so great? Can't be arrested. How about if we discuss this important thing first," proposed Pras makes the King delicately towards him.
"Lunatic you're bugger! You want me wetting my pants! I couldn't stand it either!" The king pushed Pras' body and went into the bathroom.
"Bujubune Alamak! Moga nothing bad happened" Pras almost whispered.
"Damn the buluk people want to pee only to be forbidden," the King began to open his pants and take out a junior directing to Urinoar or firecrackers.
"Whoever is there," Sinta's inner heart because she believes the person who just entered the bathroom is not Pras.
THE CURRRRRRRRR SREENGGGUU CURRRRRRRRRR
"Wooowww! , that's the sound of hot oil-rich pee in the wet potato entrance," Sinta's inner self with perfectly rounded eyes.
The sound of the rushing flow of Raja's urine made Sinta's heart beat fast to cause a very very curious feeling. Carefully Sinta peered through the curtains covering the bathtub.
as soon as Shinta saw the King who was standing while holding his junior. Sinta's eyes immediately widened with his mouth open to form a perfect letter o.
"Just for a loud sound once it turns out this banana horn," Sinta's inner amazement with the King's junior.
PRETTTTTTTTS
"Ahhhh! relieved to feel," said the King felt after urinating closed with wind.
"Wah the smell of this jengkol, because yesterday Jenong cook rendang jengkol smell until now not lost," muttered King while chuckling himself.
"The hunt came out, I can get drunk as my own fart hehehe," said the King and then came out of the bathroom filled with his house wind jengkol.
"Ahhhh! Mm-m! this smells making me faint. Banana is a banana horn but the fart is more than the smell of spiteng curasan," Sinta snorted while squeezing his nose because it is not strong with the smell of the wind King.
"Get out of this, if I continue to survive here, I may not just faint but can die because of the smell of fart," sinta complains where she is confused whether she persists with the smell of the King's wind or comes out of the bathroom.
..."I don't accept crocodiles. It's a heart, not a zoo"....