TRAPPED IN A MARRIAGE
PRACTICE 2

Mr. Otang sat in the kitchen with an expressionless blank look, you have not seen everything, he whispered, I will show you, sir.

Not long ago, Ninu appeared, “What is it sir?” his reply was to Mr. Otang who returned to his seat after passing his orders to the waiter.

“Eh miss,” she immediately stood up and nodded her head.

“Why pack?” tanya Ninu was a bit surprised to see the face of Mr. Otang who was like less excited, not as usual.

“It's okay miss,” the answer is short.

“Father hurts?”

“No miss.”

Ninu was still watching for a moment but then he immediately stepped into the kitchen to start preparing dinner. Tanti immediately approached him to help.

While in the workspace, Haris and Budi still laughed even though it was not as hard as before.

“Bang, if you look at the face of Mr. Otang pas I saw earlier, like gini you know,” Budi showed the face of a plain Otang sir with eyes made cute and lips curved downwards, he said, then Budi laughed followed by Haris.

“More funny again earlier the first time I saw him, my goodness Haris laughs again while shaking his head showing his astonishment with what Ninu has done, “Aduh until cape I laugh continuously,” his hand rubbed his face rough.

“Rarely we can entertainment kayak gini bang.”

“Iya right. It feels like I haven't laughed off like a gini,” Haris still chuckles.

“Try you imagine, how can an old person like Mr. Otang, whose thin body is given a spiky hairdo like hahaha..., do not think very tuh women,” Haris laugh again.

“And the crest is given green also haha..”.

They re-emphasized imagining the face of Mr. Otang who became strange with his new hairstyle by Ninu.

“I came to dinner here ya bang, I want to know what big brother will say later,” Budi imagine the next cuteness when meeting Ninu.

“It is you must accompany me to laugh later,” Haris moved from his seat, “I want to pray maghrib first,” he passed to the bathroom in the workspace.

“Iya bang, we just congregate here,” replied Budi.

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Tok tok….

The door of the workspace is knocked.

“Log in!” exciting Haris.

Door opens, “Excuse me sir, dinner is ready,” pak Otang standing in front of the door still with his spiky hair model with green crest.

Haris and Budi simultaneously looked at him, they were seen holding back laughter as well as pity.

“Yes, I'll be there for a minute!” answer Haris, “Nona already called?” tanyakanya.

“Already sir, miss is waiting for you in the dining room.”

Haris and Budi got up from his seat walking towards the dining room followed by Mr. Otang.

Upon arrival in the dining room Haris and Budi immediately sat down, he saw Ninu walking from the kitchen carrying a plate containing cornbasket.

“Goodnight brother,” greet Budi smiling sumringah.

“Eh no mas Budi. When come mas?” Ninu smiled.

They were really happy today, Ninu looked at Budi and Haris alternately, their faces were very cheerful.

“So my sister before maghrib,” replied Budi, his eyes looked at Ninu who he thought looked more beautiful.

While Haris, his round eyes unblinkingly looked behind Ninu, precisely into the kitchen. His feet reflexively kicked Budi's feet under the dining table beckoning to look at him. Unfortunately the one who was signaled did not understand, he still looked at Ninu who was putting the dishes and arranged them on the dining table.

“Bang, I get the rice now?” ninu asked looking at Haris.

But Haris did not respond, he still directed his gaze towards the kitchen with his mouth slightly open. Inevitably Ninu shifted his gaze following Haris's gaze. Turned his head towards the kitchen. Budi who just followed what Ninu did. The three of them were now staring at the kitchen.

Silent moment.

“Waaaah... since when are there paskibra members here?!” exclaim Budi while flicking a finger followed by his kekehannya. His eyes sparkled at the three women lined up in the kitchen dressed in white and black maid clothes with a light brown short bob hairstyle.

Haris turned his eyes to Ninu, yes aampuuun.

Seen as a doubt, there is fear there. Ninu felt guilty for not asking permission first to Haris.

“Ma..sorry bang, I just practice,” replied Ninu stammered.

“Then what does it mean they march there? Want to show off to me?!” exciting Haris.

Ninu bowed, “Sorry sa...” his voice was slow.

“Shut!” snapped Haris.

“Hei..hei bang do not need emotions that way,” Budi tried to mediate.

“Seeper them to disperse!” haris' voice was aimed at Mr. Otang.

“Good sir.”

Haris took his own rice and ate without making a sound. Budi followed what Haris did, scooped up the rice and side dishes and started eating. While Ninu was still glued to his place. His eyes were starting to feel hot, but he could not help but let any water come out of it. He also started eating in silence.

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“Bang I go home first yes,” said Budi. Now they're sitting in the living room after dinner last night.

“Iya, go home!” Harris answered.

“Hei bang, don't be angry with brother. He only practiced the knowledge he got in the course of.”

“Hurry home there. Much talk.”

“The saying goes yes bang, if you are happy do not overdo it will be sad. The proof is that we were laughing until we cry, uh.now brother is angry,” Budi stood up smiling.

“Her anger finish above the bed bang,” whispered it near the ear of Haris.

“Whispering! Who is angry? I'm not angry,” replied Haris.

“Well that's what if it's not angry?” tudding Budi.

“I just keep the image. When I had to laugh like that in front of the waiters?” answer Haris whispered, “Tomorrow we laugh again as much as possible in the pool,” he continued still whispering.

“Ya…. You husband and wife are both gini yes,” Budi crossed his index finger on the forehead.

“Only do you think I'm crazy!” Haris kicked Budi's leg.

Laugh as you go home.

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Ninu was sitting in the backyard. Favorite places. Hearts sad. Just now that he was feeling excited about being able to practice the knowledge he had gained, now he had to prepare to receive anger from Haris.

This is my fault, why I did not permit the same Mr. Haris if you want to make the servants as my model, grimace.

Then why are they lined up near the kitchen door like that, do not those who want to show off with Mr Haris? Or did someone tell you?

His hand wiped the tears that had shed on his cheek.

If anyone tells you, who does? or they don't like what I'm doing and that's their protest against me?

Her fingers clutched together and squeezed, signifying her worried mood.

It's all my fault, I don't know if they want me to cut their hair. I was so sure of myself that I ignored the consequences.

“Nona,” Tanti's voice startled her, she immediately turned her head to look at Tanti.

“Master is waiting for you in the workspace.”

Ninu took a deep breath, prepared to be scolded, whispered his heart.

Ninu stood up, read the bismillah and chanted a prayer before setting his foot into the study.

This is a new hairstyle Mr. Otang by Ninu, but the package Otang jambulnya green.

And this is Tanti's hairstyle and the other two maids. If the word Budi is like a member of the paskibra, bob model hair that is given a brown color.

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