Married Om Duda
Chapter 60

Finished from the apartment, Lizi and Farez both did not go straight home. They took the time to stop at the restaurant to fill the energy. But when ordering, the absurdity of Lizi returned.

He put his lips close to Farez's ear, then whispered, "Ayank, no pecel catfish huh?"

Farez who was getting used to not being whiny and laughing loosely. Just bowed while sighing long.

"Pick it there, baby," said Farez patiently, which eventually made Lizi sing her lips a little.

Yes, in the end, Lizi asked Farez to order a steak. Although in the end they still buy pecel catfish after returning from the restaurant, because the wife's stomach is still not full.

"Tomorrow morning someone from the wedding organizer comes, sleep at home," said Farez as he arrived in the index and parked his car.

"Again?" lizi looked towards Farez.

But Farez just raised both eyebrows with a smile, then got out of the car. Lizi's breathing sounded a little heavy, until she finally put on a hat and got out of the car.

Luckily, it was already 10 p.m., some of the residents of the boarding house may have already slept. Whether accidentally or indeed already predicted by Farez. So that Lizi does not need to settle the precipitate like a cangcut thief who is afraid of being raided by residents.

Farez immediately put the leather jacket he had just pulled off onto the sofa. Then he walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water and gave it to Lizi.

"Washing hands used to eat," said Farez staring at the wife who had been sitting on the sofa, while unwrapping the catfish pecel.

Gini feels like a husband. Lizi smiled bitterly and got up and went to wash her hands. He rushed back to immediately enjoy the pecel catfish that had been waving beautifully on the table. Understandably, a serving of steak weighing 150 grams without rice can only block half its stomach.

Lizi is still cool to enjoy pecel catfish, while Farez who sits beside Lizi looks focused on his laptop. The busyness of the husband seemed to tickle his sense of smell, and finally came out an icrit of questions.

"What's so busy, isn't it work?"

Lizi's icrit question immediately made Farez turn to her. "Bikin' the reception concept."

"I make some, you choose. If you don't like it, you say you want a concept," explained Farez while looking at Lizi who again devoured the catfish pecel.

They are still busy with their respective activities, when suddenly a noise is heard outside. Farez and Lizi looked at each other, before their door was violently opened.

"Rez, open!" The hoarse voice of one woman sounded, earthy with another.

"Rez, open! I know you're in dalem!" yell at them again.

"Who is that?" lizi asked in shock to hear a rowdy sound along with the door that was pounded quite loudly.

"Something." Farez pressed his shoulder. He himself did not know who came to his house suddenly like this.

"Your ex demo is!" sahut Lizi looked suspiciously.

"I don't have an ex, honey."

Hearing Farez's reply, Lizi just rolled her eyes as if she did not believe the husband's words.

It was still noisy outside, but Lizi and Farez were arguing. Until finally, they stood up. Then walk towards the door, and open it slowly.

Dan Mak Jreng ....

...☆TBC☆...

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