Tsunami Wedding
18. Gossiped

Wak Santi's speech made Lisa feel very slapped, to the point that she was choking herself even though she was not eating or drinking at this time.

"Why are you suddenly coughing?" Asked Martha astonished, she took a glass of water beside her and gave it to Lisa. "Well, drink!"

"Thank you" Lisa took the drink and drank it until it was gone.

"Oh mak jang, thirsty apparently the friend."

Wak Santi patted Martha's back gently, "This is because of you, discuss the unimportant!"

"It's important, Wak. Let it be a lesson for us not to cheat. I'm sometimes jealous of Uwak and Lisa."

"What's wrong with me?"

"Yes, the household is just that, let alone Bang Yuda I saw alim times. Not rich, Marcus, it's just a work of repetition."

Everyone chuckled at Martha's words, "Actually Mar, you and your husband are compatible. Lots of rich in the market!" Wak Santi's speech made Lisa and Khadijah giggle amused.

"Ish Uwak this, if you like it right sometimes." Martha's annoyance provoked the others to cackle. "But it was, Wak ... We fought so on strike that's it, said Marcus gini, Mak what's the graveyard house? That's a fucking kid!"

"Bhaha!" The sound of their laughter broke out in one room.

"Yes, Mar. Uwak's stomach is sick!"

"When I am only a story, you can laugh at my suffering. The cruelty of this world!" Martha said, then she glanced at Lisa. "If you're the same husband you fight a lot, doesn't Lis?"

"A--i?"

Khadijah shook his head, "Kepo nian son of this one."

Martha smiled, "Sometimes we need to know the life of the neighbor's grass, so we can learn a lesson. No, Wak?"

"Wowak is not angry, you are the one who did the story near the stove." Sahut Wak Santi, "This is yes, Uwak tell you. Household is a lot of twists, Uwak already know the salt acid. If there is no quarrel in the household, it is also not good. Wh why? Because the road is straight. Mending there are twists, because the two people who are united are not easy to unite his thoughts. Uwak with Wak Lanang raised from two different families, of course there must be a lot of differences of opinion during our marriage. Let alone opinions, appetite is different. But back again, we're married for good. He's the one we chose from the beginning, so unite our mission in marriage. Reduce her ego, and one more thing, as women we have to give in."

"Guelped? We'll step on it, Wak!"

"Just give it a moment, Mar! Uwak hasn't finished talking." Wak Santi's.

"Abid does not mean to lose, if we are cool in the eyes of the husband, surely the husband so klepek-clepek continues, want to be angry so not so because we see patience." Wak Santi continued with a smile.

"That didn't happen to me? I didn't think about it that time" muttered Martha.

"Haha!"

"Specifically you, just be yourself, Mar. Frightened Mr. Marcus even confused see you calm."

The food was finished with the drinks. Yes, mouth speaks but hands still work. Coinciding with that the clock had shown at 12 noon, Wak Santi had Martha shout for everything to come closer.

As usual, the kids came first. Whereas when gotong royong, they went somewhere but once there was a lunch call, they came early. Mothers take food for their children, then it is the mothers' turn to eat.

One by one their husbands go home, it is the wife's turn to serve her husband. Khadijah and Lisa ate next to each other, and their husband went home together. Apparently, Yuda's motorbike was in the office because his tires were leaking, so he hitched a ride on Malik's bike.

When Lisa approached Yuda, she still took the time to quietly smile at Malik. The smile faded as Khadijah kissed her husband's hand.

'Why does it hurt?' inner Lisa.

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