Wedding of Yuk Ma'am?!
chapter 35

"Well, how good will we peak?" Tanya Ilkay sat down beside Ben.

"Jam 3." Answer Ben to give advice."so after dinner we rest first. Do not use the literacy event until late later can not even submit."

"Okay bang."

"Let's eat first." Seru Rita brought a panvi containing noodles that are still hot. Rita painstakingly takes the ration for Ben first.

"For the elder." His words winked flirtatiously at the grimacing Ben. Ben receives a plate of rice and noodles from Rita.

While Dila laughed a little at the scene..

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"Ila, remember, you're married. Keep attitude!" Said Ben as they were about to submit that night.

"Ck! Know me. You spy!" Dila pouted and stepped foot faster.

After taking pictures at the top of Merbabu with the group. Nasri clasped Dila's hand.

"Dila, I've been harboring this feeling for a long time. And on top of this peak, I want to say....

I like you. Can we be a couple? You and I are dating?"

Dila fell silent then looked at Ben who did not show any expression.

On the way down.

Dila had slipped and sprained.

"Relse. I as a sweeper must bring you down safely."

Ben crouched his back to Dila who was sitting down.

"Yes Dila, let our car take turns." Said Febri who was then accompanying Dila.

Dila sighed, "i can still walk."

"You sprained Ila. Don't make it difficult for your friends! Up!"

Dila looked at Febri who looked a little surprised because Ben Arfa raised his voice. Then he looked at Ben who was also staring at him.

"Same as su-"

"Yes! Yes I'm going up." Sela Dila fast.

Keril Dila was brought by Febri. Whereas. Keril Ben who originally brought Ben now changed on Dila's back.

There was no conversation between them. Febri also walked in front because Ben as a sweeper made sure no one else was left behind.

Both Ben and Dila were immersed in each other's thoughts. Dila remembered with the love confession from Nasri on top of the peak. Although he also had a taste in her, however, Dila was forced to reject him. He's married to Ben now.

Her love must run aground while they have the same taste. Making Dila's tears drop.

"illness?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Zinc!"

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On the other side.

This morning Ozil was a little preoccupied with his catfish harvest. He also had an appointment with some middlemen who were about to buy some ponds ready for harvest.

Of course this is a joy for Ozil.

"The ridicule of a married man is very sweet." Ozil muttered curling a smile on his face.

"Mas Ozil!"

Ozil turned his head towards the voice that was calling out to him right at the side of the pond.

When Ozil was draining one of his catfish pools. Looking at the beautiful girl with a bushy in her hand.

"Night is morning."

"Well, you're a baby, come bring food." Chirp one of the people who helped him harvest catfish.

"Not."

"Beauty, Ozil. Why don't you take it." The other law.

"I have a candidate for gold." Reply Ozil.

And then leave them. "I'll be there for a minute."

"It's okay too." Temptation of his workers again giggled.

Ozil approached Nisa without washing his hands and cleaning his body. During his service at the pool, Ozil only wears makeshift clothes. Sometimes even the jerseys he wears. Because just fighting with catfish.

"Mas, this is my lunch for Ozil and the others. That's why don't you bring it here, mom?"

Nisa took off the row that was arranged on the Gasebo that used to be used Ozil to rest.

"Nis, thanks to everyone. Tomorrow don't send food here again."

"Bring your food home. I've ordered food for them, just come back."

Nisa looked at Ozil with a sliced heart.

"Why?" Nisa's eyes are glazed."My cooking is not good?"

"It's not so nisa. I forbid you to send food."

"Nisa just wants to help Ozil."

"No need to nis. Bring home your food, next time don't come with food again. I'll keep resisting."

Nisa looked at Ozil with a wounded heart. Also the eyes that continue to water that he tried not to drip.

"Give your attention to the people who love you too. Huumm?"

Ozil then turned around and returned to the pool to move the catfish into the barrel.

While you can let her tears slide freely this time while giving food.

He realized that he had received several rejections from Ozil. Nisa just hopes, by giving food regularly may be melted Ozil's heart. But it turns out it was wrong.

Two-three times Ozil was forced to accept because he was not happy. And that gave Nisa hope.

"Well, Nisa?"

Nisa wiped her tears with the back of her hand as she was about to leave Ozil's workplace.

"You alone?" Tanya Nina got off the bike she just parked.

"Yes, ma'am." Nisa's reply was to Nina.

"Zidan, Salim used to be Nisa's."

Zidan kissed Nisa's hand, and Nisa smiled at the adorable boy.

"Where else?"

"There's no business, so stop by here first."

"Oh, is it done with the business?" Nina stared at the bushel in Nisa's hand.

"That's..."

"This is Nisa's friend's order." Nisa raised a challenge in her hand."Nisa go first huh mbak."

With a rash move, Nisa left with her motorbike matik.

"Ozeil! Eat up!"

"Yes mbak!" Sahut Ozil is excited.

"That's a big line for you Ozil. That young girl, now the widow of flowers." Temptation of his worker up and down his eyebrows.

Ozil throws his smile."eat yookk first."

"Ayookk dong." Answer workers.

On top of Gasebo, already arranged food ready to be eaten by men who were hungry that afternoon.

"So I saw Nisa, Zil."

"Yes, he's out of here, mbak." Ozil answered with a mouth full of food.

"Telen was Ozil. The rice is gushing out." Ledek his workers chuckled.

"Heehh, don't eat anything." Spray Ozil.

"Ha-ha-ha, dear Ozil, many gini foods."

"That brother just now, didn't eat food, did he?"

Nina glanced at Ozil, though,

"No! I told you to bring it back. Sister Nina just bring a lot of food, ntar even redundant if not eaten."

"Oohh, so Nisa came here for you?" Tanya Nina bribed the rice into her mouth.

"Yes, habit. I told you not to, not yet."

Nina shook her head while clucking.

"We're going to marry again, I can't give you a gap. Mama is too. Don't give another man a crack."

"Yes, yes." Nina smiled amusedly.

"Sir Nina, today I went home a bit late in the afternoon. Back to Sleman Sunday, right?!"

"No, Oz. You still have to shop for merchandise." Reject Nina smooth.

Since Ozil proposed, Nina did reduce her visiting rations to the house of Mr. Bahdim. If you make a pilgrimage to Ozan's grave, on Thursday afternoon. The night he went straight home, while Zidan Nina stayed and ushered Ozil a few days later.

"Yeah...."

"Happy... Zidan's booby same o Ozil yah." Rengek Zidan to his mother.

"Don't Zidan, om is busy with his catfish. Grandpa and grandma also harvest. Bobo was the same last night. So, this abis we're going home, right?" Nina's plan gave Zidan some understanding.

Zidan pouted. "You're booby here. Bobok here. Don't want to go home." Whiney.

"Yes, same thing. Here." Ozil grabs Zidan into his lap. Zidan looks so happy."Tomorrow let Ozil anter go to Sleman."