Wedding of Yuk Ma'am?!

Wedding of Yuk Ma'am?!
chapter 24


"You want lamarin Nina?"


Ozil straightened his head.


"Hows it? Wouldn't you?" Bargain father again. There was a happy murat on Ozil's face then the corner of his lips that had originally been lifted down for a while.


Ozil stared fixedly at his night ahead there. There was a sudden sadness approaching.


"Why? How is your face like that? Don't you want to tell Nina that it's been a year?" Ask the fat man who smoked his cigarette.


"Ozil, I don't have the confidence to propose to Nina." Ozil said long, "Right said the father, a grown man will think about many things before marriage, because marriage is the longest worship.


I'm still pioneering my catfish business and my immature mind mbak Nina. How will I be a good priest for him and Zidan. It doesn't feel right, sir, at this time." Drooping languidly.


Mr. Bahdim smiled. But he had no intention of interrupting his son. He wanted to give Ozil a chance to express the contents of his troubled heart.


The boy who used to be so passionate about asking for his sister-in-law, suddenly lost a confidence milestone.


"I want to be more solid before I come to propose to Nina. But, I'm afraid sir, that if Nina chooses someone else as her life partner." Ozil said.


I smiled shadyly. Then pat her youngest child on the shoulder.


"Sing calm. Ojo worry. If it's a soul mate, Zil. Don't give up and get discouraged. Remember right? During the yellow janur has not curved..."


"When tomorrow curls how sir?"staring with a puffed-up face.


Mr. Bahdim chuckles. "Ozil kok narcissistic his father did not descend on you? You used to be narcissistic, really pede. Now how much more lackluster?"


Mr. Bahdim shook his head. "Inget never said gini. If there's a curved yellow janur in Nina's house, it must be Ozil's groom. Remember no?"


Ozil smiled to himself remembering what he said first. It does have a high level of intelligence. Before, he knew there were people more everything than him approaching Nina. Seeing his rivals more established, more handsome, more mature and more good natured. Makes Ozil a little inscure.


Ozil commented on his smile, 'Ben's gold doesn't even let Nina know she's rich. Closer as a High School Friend. Without frills a restaurant owner with many branches.' Ozil thought.


"If you are a mate, you want to be as big as anything, obstacles and our rivals. Must've brought Zil closer. And vice versa, want as great as any of our efforts as hard as any sacrifice, if not a mate, must be missed too."


Ozil stared at the stark face of the potbellied man with his father's title. The wrinkles on his face were enough to describe how heavy his life used to be to give him a lot of advice.


"Whatever choice Nina fell on. You have to accept it. What matters is your effort."


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That night under the moonlight that shimmered behind the clouds. Ben Arfa hummed softly over Hammock hanging in his backyard. Looking at Nina's photo at the reunion yesterday.


"Mama's son looks really good."


Mama approached Ben who was smiling a little after turning a little to his mother. Then get up and sit with your legs hanging.


"What's up? Crita dong to mama, let mama also join the seneng."


Ben still didn't answer, just smiling to himself. Making the mother more curious, forced to wipe the cellphone in Ben's grip. Until the man gasped but could do nothing.


"Ooohh, is this your future mother-in-law?"look at Nina's picture on her son's phone screen."From earlier mama saw in pandengin continue." While mangosteen.


"Beautiful," mama praised, her forehead slightly wrinkled."I think Mama's pretty familiar with this face..."


"That's Nina ma."


"Nina's? Your old classmate?"


Ben nodded.


"What used to make you feel hysterical because of the cockroach?" Temptation mama remember when Ben was still sitting on the bench of High School.


"Damn, mama! That one does not need to be ingetin. Shame on!" Grumpy Ben with his face bent.


"So, you're Ben, from being a kid to Segede is still paranoid with cockroaches."


"Tell Ma, bauk again." Ben Arfa bergidig's. He did have paranoia on the brown and winged beast. "Fly here and there, where the gait moves... Mrinding ahh ma." Ben continued to hide the horror, until his body trembled.


Mama continued to laugh with Ben's reaction who continued to feel horrified.


"So when are you taking Nina home? Your promise is to bring souvenirs for your future mother, right?" Mom's bill returns Ben's hp.


"So, Ben is confused again."


"Why else?" Mama's sitting on Hammock's right side of her son."he doesn't want to be with you?"


"No idea, she didn't answer when I asked. Just, he said I was nice and could make her comfortable."


"Well, that's the answer. Make it comfortable."


Ben looked at his mother a little hesitantly, "Really?"


Mama nodded.


"But he hesitated."


"He is the one who doubts?" Mentowel cheeks her son.


"Let's see your phone." Mom raised her hand. Ben put the hp there.


"Look at this Ben, he's just wearing your same couple shirt."


Ben smiled, though,


"You have a deal?"


Ben shook his head, "but Ben bought it for Nina."


Momentary silence...


"Mama... I'm not saying Nina to Ben." Pinta Ben Arfa with hope.


My mother smiled meaningfully.


"Wait for your papa to come home from Malaysia." Swiping Ben's head.


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The day changed, Sunday passed, yellow janur looked curved at the end of the alley towards Nina's house. A tent with a golden yellow decoration with some fruit and decorated coconuts in front of the entrance.


The voice of Javanese Gending typical Hajatan event is heard. In the living room that has been conjured into a boardroom, there are some very ayu-faced people with thick makeup and cheerful aura. All smiles show their teeth.


A Penghulu sits in front of a table with a pile of acrylic glass inside which there is a set of gold and a prayer device that is ornamented in such a way as his dowry.


The pengulu man directed the judge to shake the hand of a man dressed in traditional Javanese Solo in front of him. And make a promise.


"I accept the marriage of Nina Rahmawati bint Abdul Aziz the deceased with the dowry paid in cash." Say the man in one breath.


"Huh?"


"Well!"


"NINA'S WAVES!!"


Seriate..