Trapped by the Love of Leaning
To Weni's house.
"Weni. and Yudha ?" tanya Shirleen made sure.
"Yes"
"Can I ?" ask Shirleen again.
"Where do I know" Jason replied.
"So this is how, I give you the address." asked Shirleen again, a jealous husband so she had to be careful.
"What do you want ?" ask Jason.
"If I go there, can you ?"
"Heemm, I guessed it" said Jason.
"Can't ya ?"
"May, take the kids too, you didn't say you ever wanted to go to Weni's house ?" jason said at the end.
"Ah yes, thank you my dear" said the spoiled Shirleen.
"Heemm, if you want to say it, baby" Jason grumbled.
"But I have always loved yaa" Shirleen protested.
"Times ?" jason said with a conch face in the pot.
"Later today I also come along, let's have breakfast first, and then finish the new breakfast pegnya." said Jason, then he followed Shirleen to the kitchen, then followed by Angga and Afik.
"Lo's not coming to Junedi ?" asked Afik as they had landed smoothly on the dining chair.
"No, I have an eight o'clock meeting, you're on my own" Jason replied.
"Where is Ipah By ?" jason asked Shirleen who was preparing food for him.
"Such a son has a bini" Angga quipped.
"Eating prepared, is my singer" continued Afik again.
"What's singing ?" ask Angga.
"Still small eat prepared, mama mama mama miapiapin, yes mimi kali, janda mimi" Afik quipped.
"Main change the lyrics of the song" Angga protested.
"Yes especially for Junedi" said Afik.
"Sa ae lo nyet"
Bugh, one grape landed on Afik's forehead, Jason was always on target.
Afik growled when he turned to the thrower, Jason instead seemed ordinary to continue the romance with Shireen, making his singles and Angga's soul thrashing.
"Boiled beans, boiled beans" said Angga who felt in peacocks, making Shirleen all the time feel uncomfortable, but Jason continues to tease her to show how romantic Jason and himself are in front of Angga and Afik.
"By loose." he whispered while glaring at Jason who was still at home grasping and kissing his hand.
Jason then let go of his grasp, already showing off enough.
"Even so, I know I, it's nice to have a chini, not so many times" this time Afik, really for him Jason is very annoying.
Ifah came, he just received a call from his parents so he came out for a while.
Then he took food for Afik and Angga, and afterwards he would wait for Misca and Jacob in the living room.
"Pah." call Jason.
"Yes Young Master"
"Let's take my wife with the kids to her friend's house" Jason ordered.
"Yes, you can go"
They all had breakfast together, Angga and Afik happened to have no breakfast before Jason's house.
"Good morning, for the morning in the new house" said Sri, when Dareen had woken up from his sleep and headed to the kitchen to wash his face.
Sri is preparing breakfast, Fahira is on a swing, the tiny baby looks a henchman and has started babbling enlivening the atmosphere.
"Morning" replied Dareen.
He then took another bath, after dawn he actually also had a bath for dawn prayer, but because he had slept again and foolishly dreamed of doing something with Sri so he decided to take a bath to clean himself.
Actually, Dareen had many times dreamed about him and Sri, but because he was still not sure of his feelings so even today he has not touched Sri, at this time they may have just arrived at the stage of dating after marriage, cultivating love between the two of them.
Though the truth is, Dareen really already love Sri, he began to depend on Sri, he began to get used to having life friends, getting used to the presence of Sri, he began to get used to the presence of Sri, it's just that unfortunately he did not realize it all, even though in his dreams he often fantasized about doing it with Sri.
Sri can only wait, he is sure that it is time that everything will feel very beautiful.
"Later I want to go to the farm, you if Fahira sleeps, but if you do not have any work anyway, play games to the store, I've made a swing for Sri close to the cashier, so, learn to hapal prices slowly" said Dareen.
"Yes Mas, Mas Dareen bring what provisions will not be later, what is home lunch ?" ask Sri.
"If you bring supplies, you have cooked but the money, if not let me buy it later" replied Dareen.
"Udah the Mas, just not yet mateng, if Mas want to wait for me to wrap up later" said Sri.
"Yes, while eating this too, hemm is still half an hour away from the cake ?"
Dareen and Sri eat together, a simple breakfast made by Sri with love.
While at Weni's house.
"I don't know what else you have to do ?" weni complained to her parents.
"Don't just accept her call to date, I don't think there's any harm if she's in love" suggested Weni's mother.
"Ma, I can't, later if dating the same she wants to mutusinnya aja hard for sure" said Weni, not just dating he had thought about how to break up.
Judging by Yudha watching a cartoon like a child, how could the boy be so relaxed in the house of this kind of person Weni thought.
Tok to tok.
"Who's the mother" asked Weni.
"Where do you know, your father, the times, it is usual, there is always someone left behind" said Weni's mother, he guessed the husband who when he left for the office often returned because there is usually only forgetfulness.
"Yes, my mother is open, Weni wants to continue to open work in the room" said Weni, several days since Yudha stayed at home, she was forced to work via online.
Weni's mother rushed to the main door to open the door, it was strange if it was true her husband the door was not locked why not just go in, this must be a guest who did not know who she thought.
"Yes a minute" he said.
Ceklek, the door was opened, he saw someone he knew very well.
"Ilen, well why don't you come here ?" said his mother Weni happy, yesterday when they met at the party he did not have time to talk much with the woman who had been like his own child, since deciding to marry Athar first, he said, Shirleen rarely visited her house, at least only during holidays, even once a year, even though they still live in the same city.
"Mother how are you" said Shirleen while kissing the hand of her mother Weni, ah she misses this atmosphere, the atmosphere of this house, even though she used to stay here a lot.
Weni stopped her activities when she heard a very familiar voice.
"Oh my God, Ilen..."
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