Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 250: Moving House
The Hana and Kelana house relocation event was held that afternoon, they only invited the closest people and neighbors of one complex. The event entitled thanksgiving for the pregnancy of Hana and occupying the new house felt very warm. The smile did not fade from Hana's lips. That afternoon, she was very beautiful using a light brown A line dress that was in line with Kelana.
Rafli - Rita comes, Tata and Ayu, not to miss Arman and Dinar. They're all at one table. It seems clear Rafli had been trying to get close to Kelana, but his cousin was too busy talking with the fathers of the Cambodian complex.
“Who does not know the Prawira Scale? Mikurame your factory production has become the number one noodle in this country,” praise Kelana, as usual so the business people if talking to each other. The youngest ones feel less experience.
“Don't be too complimentary, many young entrepreneurs like you are very competent. I'm old.” The scale patted Kelana on the shoulder and Hana's husband smiled shyly to such praise.
“Here Kel, give me your HP number! let's put you in a group chat gaffer. Although this housing is elite, but we also like to patrol, discuss about stocks and many other things - which we believe will be beneficial for household welfare,” said Mr. Roma. He pulled the phone out of his pants pocket. Going to glare at the brand of mobile phones worn by men who are no longer young. The latest Hi-Phone with a tomato logo that has been bitten by a quarter.
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“Kelana and Hana seem to have been very welcome in her neighborhood. I am happy and relieved,” said Ayu. The man spoke while leaning towards Arman.
“Yes, I hope they stay here. Have many children and healthy always,” continued Arman and smiled.
Meanwhile, Dinar and Tata were busy discussing finding baby prints in a market place. They began to be close like brothers, although still there are small things that trigger debate. Like when both of them see cute baby shoes and just stay one in that online shopping app.
“Heh .. I will buy it already,” Dinar said.
“Enak only, I squeezed and found it earlier,” replied Tata did not want to lose.
“Lha your own, are you sure that Kelana and Hana's son is a boy? This is my phone anyway, so good! I'm gonna pay for these shoes."
Tata deliberately shifted the position to back Dinar, he showed the shoes to Ayu and smiled, but Dinar did not stay still, the woman grabbed her phone and changed the delivery address with her own home address.
“Dinar! You yes!” Tata was upset, until his brother was confused because suddenly the baby shoes could not be purchased because there was a solodot label aka sold out. “Ah .. who has preceded me to buy this shoe,” amuknya.
Ayu glanced at Arman, he showed the phone under the table to the man and smiled arrogantly. “This is how the mother of two children who are old but still like a baby, Mr. Arman.”
“Looks not the first time you did something of the kind,” timpal Arman. “How much did you spend to buy the item that your daughter seized?” ask the man.
“Tak can not be counted, but if the super silly items I bought so they do not scramble and fight I remember very well what it is,” said Ayu.
“What can I know, Mom?”
“Pededed crocodile,” Ayu replied then the bells.