
Arriving at the parking lot, March sees Julya squatting behind the car, because behind the car to avoid the rising sun.
"What are you doing here?" Ask March.
"Yes take the shade!! You don't see the sun's getting hot." Reply July ketus.
"Don't miss July, remember you're pregnant right now. Then your son's face will pout if you're as stiff as that." Cut Grandma Julya from behind.
"Yes, come on." Julya walked to the front door and followed March and Granny Julya from behind.
After they get into the car, March starts the engine.
"Have you booked a ticket to Padang, March?" Ask Grandma Julya who is sitting in the back seat.
"It's Grandma, we've got two hours of our flight." Reply March.
"Cancel!" July's Order.
"Huh!!!" March is agape at July's orders.
"Why? Didn't you really want to eat satay padang this morning?" Ask March wonder.
"I don't want to!" Answer July ketus.
"Yes.."
"That's March, cancel it! Pregnant women are like that. Now want to eat this, later one hour no longer want." Cut Grandma Julya mediates the March and July debate.
March sighed harshly, then reached into his pants pocket and took his phone. March canceled the ticket he had ordered.
"Then what do you want to eat now? It's noon, pity my great-grandson in there must be starving." Ask Grandma Julya while March cancels the plane ticket.
"I want to eat Makassar's coto." Answer July.
March who just finished cancelling her ticket order and was about to put it on the dashboard turned her head in shock towards July, then opened the ticket booking application again.
Because Julya said she wanted to eat Makassar's coto, then without asking Julya, March also took the initiative to book tickets to Makassar.
"Why hasn't the road?" Julya asked when she saw March was even engrossed in her phone.
"Wait for me to book a ticket." Reply March.
"Ticket for what?"
"You said you wanted to eat Makassar's coto, so I ordered tickets for us to Makassar. Surely my son wants to eat directly in Makassar right?" Reply March confidently.
March cancelled her ticket booking. Fortunately, it has not reached the stage of payment, if it has, lost twice March.
While Grandma Julya can only shake her head just to see March and Julya who are like cats and dogs.
*****
Hotelis.
Leaving March and Julya who were busy touring around looking for a typical Makassar restaurant there was the newlyweds, Neon and Novi who had entered the second round of their bed struggle.
"Shhh. ah.. Honey, I'm.." Racau Novi who felt something wanted to come out of him.
"You want to get out, honey? Wait for me, we'll get it out together." Reply Neon.
Neon also accelerated his back and forth movement so that the two of them could reach the peak of enjoyment together.
"Aarrrggghh..." A long groan came out from the mouths of the two. Neon collapses instantly over Novi's body.
"Thank You, darling." Neon said while giving a kiss on Novi's forehead.
"Are you satisfied, honey?" Ask Novi.
"No need to ask again, dear. I'm satisfied, very satisfied. I've never felt this much." Reply Neon.
Novi smiled at Neon's confession. She no longer feels inferior because she is no longer a virgin because she can make her husband feel satisfaction. Novi also hugged the body of Neon who was still befalling him.
"Do you want any more, huh?" Neon asked as Novi hugged her.
"If you still want to, I'm ready." Answer Novi shyly.
"We'll rest first. Then let's get things done with your stepmother. After that, we continue this game. Okay." Okay." Reply Neon.
Novi nodded his head in agreement.
After Mas Perkasa was satisfied to flood the house of Mbak Nikmat with his viscous water, Neon also pulled Mas Perkasa from inside the house of Mbak Nikmat and then lay next to Novi, pulling a blanket to cover her body and Novi's innocent body then pulling Novi to hug her.
"Sleep. Later in the afternoon we go to your stepmother's house." Neon said as he stroked Novi's hair and kissed his wife's forehead.
Novi closed his eyes and tightened his embrace on Neon.
"I will repay your cruel deeds to Novi!! Teeth change teeth, hands change hands, eyes change!" Neon growled in his heart.
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