Cross Wedding
Bujang Nekad
"Rimaaa be quiet do not laugh continue to be happy really you teach you the pounding silly thing that" this time I'm really angry. I do not like if saddam say Papah and I also do not know Papah is anyone
"take izzi teteh.saddam called kak Pram papah tea, so it is sensitive to the cake of tea bits"
"Today we walk alone, Papah is not awake" it's hard to lie to a child.
"we wake up mamah.. saddam know where the papah house"basis children if his wishes have not been followed, of course, continue to whine.
"later mamah telfon Papah yes..biar papah nyuluh kita ok...dont cray again" I refer to saddam..is actually already far away saddam and Pram relationship? I don't even know how it's going like my son can't get away from him.
"see... saddam...ikannya much" saddam was very happy he was running around here and there, I hope saddam forgot about Pram.
"assalamuaaikum pretty.. heeiii son of papah" damn I just thought it was nongol beside me, Rima must have told Pram if me and Saddam would come here.
"greetings waalaikum, dont call me pretty ok"
"huuust.don't judge that, later I added love" he replied to me.
I sat on the grass and Pram was playing ball if no one knew for sure we were family…
pram's age under me 3 years. Now I'm 27 years Pram 25 years. If not for saddam I'll judge him until he's left
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Oma's House
"Assalamualaikum" me, saddam and of course Pram come to Mother's house, in fact I am reluctant to invite Pram, if Saddam does not whine I will not invite him
Saddam was playing with Alif in the room. I live alone with Alif now open business Ibu loundry services.The proud woman is now very old, friends my age must have grandchildren 2 or 4 lah.
"You're getting married soon, what are you waiting for. Give me a grandchild let's not talk about people" Mom's habit of talking to me never seeing my face as if I wasn't there...though I have a real I tendered at the window pole . apA said my mother and Pram married? I don't know much about Pram. I don't want to repeat myself like Pras and I...Oh Pras now you're with Miss Dora.i hope you married with him.
"honey... I seriously want to marry you.I don't care anything about you, I love you" Lovely...Pram wrapped his arm around my waist his head was leaning on my shoulder. His nose started to snort. Pras dulauuuu really like to do this and I enjoy it and I am disappointed.
"We never know each other much.you may call your son saddam, your beloved or whatever.but don't you dare ask me" I've started to bleed.
Pram turned my body, our position was very close, I pushed his chest, it was inappropriate not muhrim…
"okay.ok,.fine, this time you won, but I won't budge, I'm younger than you but I love you, I know it's not easy for you axa, I know it's not, you're an independent woman I love that, believe it, and I know that saddam your friend's son.axa give me a chance in your heart too." there are emotions in his words I look at Pram's face there is sincerity there.
It was very late when we were going home from my mother's house. I spent some fifty thousand for alif, I did guarantee alif every month.
"Axa..Pram is good for you and your son.
"saddam's carrying papah yes...."Pram took saddam from my saddam, Pram also opened the car door for me, in fact I intend to take the train only distance bintaro-serpong only 15 minutes, he said, What would you say if Mom and Saddam asked me not to turn it down.
"hunger?..we stopped by first huh....I'm really hungry"this is not a request this is a subtle compulsion, free I said not really. Pram has parked his avanza in fast food restaurant.saddam of course he is happy.saddam never went out long with me.
Pram painstakingly feed saddam, but saddam can already eat alone.I am still busy with my HP many schedules that I have to update again.in addition to teaching at PAUD, I also teach private tutoring and free tutoring for orphans and incapacitated.a 3X week I teach street children. Visiting Orphanage teaches them to be creative so that later if they come out their Panti can be independent according to their respective talents, once om asked me to go to college again so that I can continue the family business. Om's first child lived in Pondok Pesantren he was betrothed by the son of the owner of the cottage. The second son settled in Turkey.If only there was no Arga om would be really lonely.
"lemon teanya in the drink dululah.serius very anyway"
"mama..look at me....habiiis" Saddam made me distract. I looked at the two men in front of me.. at first glance they were similar.....whataaaaakaaah????
stupid...mana maybe Tina knows Pramudia Utomo. ah it's useless I ask alone anyway Tina also will not answer me, if he answers me I must have been tense in fear.
Pram drove his avanza at moderate speed, saddam slept in the back bench occasionally I look back. Pram is the same, it seems Pram and Saddam have their own ties.
"Axa..I'm still waiting for you, but if you don't answer me then don't get mad if I come with my family" whoaat...I don't want to be disappointed anymore.
"Give me Pram time" I asked her, I should call Rafi. Pram friend Raffi he must know a lot about this reckless man, if I already know and I refuse him what about saddam? O Allah do not keep me in this difficult position.I am comfortable with my current situation. Yeah Robb don't give me that TTS again, I beg you.
"Okay.fine..2 weeks"
"why the hell is Pram? are you betting with your friend? think again Pram don't let you regret" Pram's left hand crept in the seat where I sat, how brave he was, I haven't said yes he's been brash especially if I say yes I ate him. Imagine it makes me shudder basic bachelor crazy chasing widows to all his
