Wedding of Yuk Ma'am?!
chapter 16

Nina arrived at the Ozil catfish farm. It turns out there are a lot of people. Ozil's friends came to play. There were about five people including two girls. They had a pretty good conversation. Laughter typical of young jokes sounded.

Nina stepped closer.

"Mom!" Ozil waved his hand. His sister-in-law was playing water with Zidan and occasionally joined in joking.

"Well, did Zidan not want to get out of the water?" Nina looked a little worried. Ozil's friends stared at him. Then salute, because Nina is Ozil's sister-in-law they also become a little reluctant.

"No, I don't want to mbak." Ozil Sahut.

Nina smiled kindly at Ozil's friends. "Have you been here long?"

"Not new. Here, we make rujak." Karim offered. Nina just smiled. Then came back to see his son Zidaan.

"Zidan! I'm out! Right here! I want to go home!"

"Do you want to go home?" Ozil's protest looks a little bit involuntary.

"Yes Oz, ntar keburu magrib because if ntar-ntar." Answer Nina honestly, who really wants to go home to Sleman soon."Zidan! Here!"

Zidan according, despite the frown. He also came out of the pool swiftly Nina took off Zidan's clothes, behind which Ozil's friends were busy joking around, Nina didn't really care. Ozil occasionally helps Nina wipe Zidan's body with a towel while Nina smears Zidan's body oil. They work together even though Zidan is still running around.

"Ckckl..... Husband and wife Zil ngurus Zidan." Seloroh Ozil's.

"Was pantes not a father yet?" Reply Ozil with laughter.

"Suit! Fits!"

Ozil glanced lightly at Nina with a smile on his back, while Nina only shook her head lightly.

"It's good to say."

"The hunt in kitbah Zil your brother's widow! Wait what else?"

"Woles, it's been in this boking."

"Ozil would rather a widow turn out than a girl." Another good friend of Ozil, this time with the voice of a woman.

"Wooo is definitely more experienced. Yes, no mbak?" Ozil sniffed his eyebrows not forgetting the big smile on his face.

Nina only smiled slightly and shook her head at the young man's conversation.

"Not unseal your dong Zil is used." Ozil's girl friend's voice sounded a little cynical.

Nina just smiled a little, but she was a girl, but could also talk like that. Nina murmured inwardly, even though she remained reluctant to respond. Neither useful nor useful according to Nina.

"If the widow, unseal her is clear. Different dong same thing that's a virgin but a sense of a widow." Ozil responded casually. "Now there are many, girls who have been scuffed the seal, it's open even in cover."

"Wkwkwkkx.... Because you're mentally a race." Ozil's friend chuckled at Ozil's reply and the reaction of the girl who looked crimson was extinguished. Like holding back shame and anger at the same time.

"Udah, Zidan is perfumed. It's a handsome one." Praise her mother by kissing Zidan's face and hugging her in a frenzy.

"Mother Nina wants to be the same as Brondong?" The girl started fishing again.

Nina simply smiled a little as a form of answer. He did not want to participate in a chat that was actually unethical according to him.

"Oz, go back first. Take Zidan." Take Zidan."

"I'm anter mbak." Tawar Ozil took Zidan.

"No need to." Refuse Nina to gently shake the hands of Ozil's friends."take it first."

"Yes, ma'am." Respond politely.

Nina turned to look at her son. "Zidan come on."

"Zidan still wants to be here." Answer Zidan with a typical cedal accent of children.

"Mother's going home, baby."

Ozil is still following Nina who tries to persuade her son to return to Sleman.

"Tomorrow to play again with Ozil."

"If Zidan wants to stay here, just mbak."

"No way, I'm waiting for Ozil. The Kasian Sumpah with his grandfather keep Zidan still farming again."

"There's me. Let me be with you later."

"You still have to take care of catfish."

"Not papa..." Ozil turned to Zidan."you like playing with Zid's fish?" Trying to find the support of the 2.5-year-old.

"Likes to like." Replied by Zidan.

"No." Ozil whines, "Zidan has just stayed here. Ozil anter day, promise. Skalian wants to take catfish to customer."

Nina let out her breath. "Zidan still wants to be here?"

Zidan. "Nurtured."

Nina smiled a little. "Don't be naughty. I want to go, right in the living loh."

"MMM..." Zidan nodded steadily.

"Yes, kiss first." Nina thrust her cheek. Zidan kissed his mother's cheeks.

"Titip Zidan and Oz."

"Woles mbak."

Nina turned around to step.

"Eh, just fuck me." Ozil held Nina's arm. Nina looked at Ozil.

"The veil is slanted." Ozil said fixing a little Nina's hijab.

"The romantic woooiii.... There's still people here."

"Yeah jealous?" Ozil is grinning.

"Udah mbak." Ozil continued to act as if he did not care much for his friends. "Udah is beautiful."

"Hot... Panass...." Another friend of Ozil.

Nina simply commented a smile and shook her head.

"Maclum yes mbak, they like that."

"Nitip Zidan yes, if there's any phone." Pamit Nina's.

"Look down mbak."

After Nina's departure. Ozil joined Zidan.

"Marry the widow, like buy one, free one." Canda Ozil to his friends while hugging Zidan dear. He welcomed the laughter of his friends.

"Can you be Zil."

"What's so good about widows?" Grunts Ozil's friend Laras who wins from a bit of cynicism at Nina. Not because he likes Ozil but more loyal friends to Nisa who does have a taste in insensitive men like Ozil.

Ozil is insensitive to women, but different if with Nina. maybe because it does have a taste until his sensitivity only appears to his sister-in-law.

"Ck! Next time don't talk about that cake again in front of Nina. I don't like it."

"You love her? Old too."

"Who, what a clear name." Ketus Ozil, he does not like if his future wife in ugly.

Laras seemed annoyed, hearing Ozil's answer that did not consider Nisa's feelings. He was about to answer, but was restrained by Nisa.

"Udah! How about a gini fight cake anyway?"

"Once Ozil is here, make it sultry." Tukas Laras's.

"Udah, we're going to come here to play not want to fight."

Ozil did not pay much attention, he was busy with Zidan and chose to talk to Karim about other things.

On the other hand,

Nina had just set foot in the courtyard of the house in Sleman. Her HP is ringing. Call from Ben Arfa.

("Will it be home?")

"Udah. How do you know?" Nina frowned in wonder.

("Tau dong. I'm behind you now.")

Nina's eyes widened instantly twisting her body 180 degrees. He was surprised to see Ben was behind him with two crackles in his hand.

"I brought martabak, sweet as salty." Ben Arfa put his phone in his jacket pocket.

"Cock you here?" Nina frowned in wonder as she walked towards the terrace of the house.

"Hmmm.... Just bought a martabak when you passed. So skalian dropped by."

Ben immediately sat down on the patio chair and handed the bag containing martabak to Nina.

"Just a minute, I'm going in first. What do you want to drink?"

"Anyway nin. What matters is that you make it." Ben Arfa sniffed an eyebrow. Nina laughed a little.

"Wait a minute."

Nina walked into the house. "Assalamualaikum Mother! Nina's coming home."

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In the evening, Nina was arranging some opening of her merchandise. The door of the room that Nina had left open on tap.

Nina looked up, mother already stood the doorway.

"What's the matter Bun?"

"What's Nin for?" Step closer.

"It's Bun, the bookkeeping."

Mother sat on the side of the bed beside Nina who was lying on her stomach while taking notes.

"Where is your relationship with Ben? It seems to be getting closer."

"We are Bun. We are a reunion committee. Nothing special."

Mother sighed. "Mother, Ben likes you Nin."

Nina laughed a little.

"Are you laughing anyway?"

"It's impossible to be bun."

Mother sighs slowly trying to be patient with her child no longer the girl.

"When do you want to love Zidan? Ben is nice, he loves Zidan. And you feel, Ben also has a liking for you. Would you not consider?"

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