Married Om Duda
Chapter 24

After a brief long bed conference. Lizi and Farez finally find a deal. Lizi agreed to a new call for Farez, while Farez himself agreed to go home today.

The buffet meal is over. Farez's family say goodbye first to return to their respective cities. While Lizi is still trying to say goodbye to both parents.

At first, the mother felt a little objection to the return of her daughter who would soon lose her virginity in a way that might be quite aesthetic. However, Pak Bakti tried to explain to his wife.

"Here they also want to love our grandchildren!"

Sahutan Pak Bakti directly throw Lizi swallowing his saliva rough. Farez was secretly embarrassed.

"Yes yes already. Later find a hotel if tired, no need to force." Bu Eja gave a little advice that made his son's heart even in the fog.

"The marriage document hasn't come out yet, ma'am. What's grebek?" I'll think I'm open BO same om-om again, huh!

"Love that video of you getting married!" Sahut Pak Bakti who makes Lizi's heart more disheveled.

Hearing his parents continue to corner him, Lizi finally agrees. Yes, it's just the approval of formality so he can come back soon.

But his return this time did not yield any results, not as usual. In the past, at least he could carry 1 sack of rice, oil, sugar, even chicken village which he usually directly sold to the container. Though the oil is now expensive, it is a pity that Lizi did not bring it.

Behind the empty hand of Lizi, he actually managed to bring something that both parents think is very useful than oil, namely a husband.

Home single, back and forth!

The black car was started by Farez. After shaking hands and saying goodbye, they set off back to the Capital City.

"Finally, go home too!" Lizi's breathing sounded heavy in Farez's ears sitting next to her.

"Where are you looking for a hotel?" ask Farez to the point.

The sun had not completely sunk at the time, but Farez was already impatient to let go of his unfinished tiredness. It's sleepy, that's what Farez wants done.

Hoping that the wife could give him a good response, but the woman answered him with a ketus.

Two hours driving, Farez pulled his car over at a rest area. He went downstairs and bought coffee, then laid his body for a while in the back seat.

"Our journey is long, sir. How did he sleep anyway?" Lizi little protest, do not accept if the trip is increasingly delayed.

"Can she drive? Setirin try! Let me get a whimper too!"

Lizi swallowed her rough saliva while scratching her hair that did not feel itchy. For some reason, it was like a habit when Lizi was confused about what to answer.

"Here you go, find a hotel!"

Lizi's decision made Farez's eyes, which had been heavy, very light, even bright as an advertisement for Nisto's eye drops. Discussing about the hotel, of course the young soul of Farez back churned. He got up and sat back in the driver's seat.

The trip he took again, at least for 3 hours while looking for the best hotel reference in the style of Traveloko. Until finally, he exited the toll road to the hotel appointed directly by Mbah Glogglo, the source of all information updated, actual, and but less reliable.

Get that black car in a hotel by the name of Whoever Likes it. The hotel building this time was not much different as before, tall, terraced, and kinclong.

"Good night, welcome to the hotel Anyone Likes." Hello to the receptionist.

"President Suit's room, Brother, yes" said Lizi smiling sweetly to the officer.

Huh, mampus! From earlier think of how to make the father of this widower. Finally a brilliant way.

Watch, Zi. Flip-cloth can be gout 2 days 2 malem🤣🤣

From noon the same muter-muter script Lizi not kelar-kelar. Turn malem aja, auto so gesrek 🤣

Tomorrow reception don't forget to ask for envelopes of the same readers, Zi.