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Bathroom

"I was just kidding. Haha." Glazed laughed as if they were familiar as before.

There is no moral! Faiq grumbled in his heart. But only with a smile.

"Don't forget to turn over my envelope when my son is circumcised" Faiq said between smiles.

Everyone took it as a joke but it was actually Faiq seriously. Still do not willing envelope 200 thousand handed to two people lucknut it. Saliman event with manten went well despite each other's satire war.

*Shake the king and permasu~ri terore rereroret ~ smile beautifully better than angel

Duhai happy newlyweds terore choreret* ~~~

Music was still accompanying Faiq when he stuffed the envelope into the donation box. Again he felt unwilling!

They walk to the parking lot, there are still many guests. Most wear batik, some Faiq know because of his high school friends first. Chat for a while while showing off Myesha and Yuno. Told the world that he was much luckier than Gilang. Hahaha, Faiq laughed inwardly.

"Mas, my stomach mules. I don't think your ex is feeding him." Myesha.

"Can I be detained at home?"

Myesha. His face held a pain-bearing expression.

They hurriedly got into the car, putting the sleeping Yuno in the backseat.

"Mas, find a toilet. My stomach mules suer."

Faiq immediately started the car engine trying to remember if there was a mushola near here to ride in the bathroom. There's no way they're hitchhiking at the bridal house! Where would Faiq's face be placed after showing off like that?

"We'll just drop by my friend's house."

The car runs down a narrow asphalt road to Faiq's friend's house. The sky began to turn orange. The sun started to hide.

Green house with a large yard, there was a pile of corn next to it. The majority of the population who grow corn has the current harvest season. As long as it has not been milled, it is usually stacked in front of the house while bargaining with buyers.

"This is my house, I hope he's home." Faiq shut off the engine.

Then help Myesha open the back seat to pick up Yuno and her bag before walking towards the house.

"Assalamualaikum," said Faiq when knocking on the door of the house painted brown.

"Waalaikumsalam," a middle-aged woman replied as she opened the door.

"WC is there, Mom? Uh I mean Wandi's there, ma'am?" ask Faiq.

"Oh yes Wandi?"

"Yes, Mom."

"Wan your friend came," cried Wandi's mother. "Let's go in first."

They entered the house, many photos are displayed on the walls of the house. Turns out Wandi is married and has a child.

After sitting on Myesha's chair getting more and more unsettled from holding the mules, she still held onto Yuno who was asleep with her pacifier in delicacy. The baby's cheeks are getting softer every day. His weight also rose indicates he is fertile and happy living with the absurd couple.

"Loh Faiq, tumben here?"

After Wandi sat down, Wandi's mother went inside. Give treats to guests.

"Yes, because my wife wants to go to the bathroom."

"Year-year-olds don't play games just because of the bathroom. Just go inside. The bathroom is next to the kitchen."

Wandi pointed inside, there was a woman was feeding toddler vaguely seen by Myesha. Somewhat hesitant but as the stomach grew more mules eventually the girl handed Yuno over to Faiq and went inside.

He asked a woman who Myesha thought was Wandi's wife, after being sure of the location of the bathroom Myesha hurriedly came in and threw away the hag. Relieved, squatting in the bathroom that he saw there was a cockroach passing in front of him. It doesn't matter because Myesha has been used to living side by side with cockroaches all this time.

After finishing throwing away the hajat Myesha did not forget to water it, then tidy up before coming out of the bathroom.

The woman was apparently waiting for Myesha, making Myesha frown.

"Is this a comic, huh?" ask the woman.

The toddler she was bribing was seen going out of the house with Wandi's mother.

"Well, you know?"

"Well, that's right, because the picture of Ma'am is in my sister-in-law's room."

"You know, he's my fan?"

"Yes, her name is Mila. I like the same work of Mama. Though everyone says it's an ugly comic that is not quality. But he still likes, very loyal he is the same comic, Ma'am. Great huh?" the woman smiled widely.

Great for liking and staying loyal to bad comics and not quality? Why did Myesha feel like a knife was stuck in her heart. Paints.

"Yes, that's great. Where is the kid now?"

"Ah, he married a Jakarta man. Since then did not go home and difficult to contact, but he said if he wanted to go home to Mbak in the Metro."

"So she knows I live in the Metro."

"Yes he knows."

Myesha frowned, feeling familiar with Mila's name. Like I heard it somewhere, but I forgot where.

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seriated.

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