Young Master's Small Wife
94

Sita sat herself next to the Mama who was talking spoiled with candidates besan. Cepet very familiar wonder when new also met, that's one of the wonders of mother-mak in this world. Across Sita there is Alfan sitting opposite to her, the man throws a sweet smile while drugs are not clear, Sita rolled his eyes lazy to get such treatment from Alfan. Nih son like a bego anjir, not married already ilfeel first so his.

"It's so beautiful that Bu Gea's son, Alfan you are very good at finding a future wife," praised his mother Alfan whose name is Vienna.

"Yes dong who you used to be," songong in front of the future wife and in-laws, stylized by flicking his hair back. Not dapet restu mampus lo.

In the cool pretentious jamet, Sita looked at Alfan lazily.

"Alright, we just start to determine the date," Papa Sita interceded and started the discussion.

There was a little argument between the two parents Alfan and Sita's parents because the date is not right according to them, Sita closed her eyes annoyed. This discussion really made him sick.

After a long period of debate, half an hour is up for them to argue, if there is no debate the debate may be finished quickly earlier. The decision is finally out, Alfan and Sita will be engaged for another week and for her wedding after graduation, which is one week ahead. So the time span is 3 weeks away.

Sita sighed softly.

"Because it's finished, Sita wants to enter the room first," Sita stood up and then went up to the second floor.

"I'm sorry, maybe Sita cape because from the morning she cleaned the house," said Gea melt the atmosphere, afraid if the big family Alfan not thinking about Sita. Others just nodded.

.....

On Campus....

"For the future bride," Alfan walked casually toward Sita who was writing a love letter to starla with Lena who faithfully accompanied whenever and wherever Sita was, if Gita has gone home first he said he must help his tantenya sell themselves, ups.....

Sita swerved sharply towards Alfan hinting so as not to bucket and had to guard her mouth when speaking, he did not want all his campus friends, especially his close friends, to know that he would marry the jamet of this lecturer. The target is not because of a crush, but on the contrary, you all understand yes.

Lena's attenuation was diverted because the loud noise from the direction of the door made her focus scatter.

"Ehh a barrel of oil, can not imagine it later, you do not see we are on duty," snapped Lena who was tired from yesterday in the same manly mulu mulu mulu this one.

"Dihh terasi shrimps ngamok, who is bothering you my man just attracted the attention of Sita, after all he will soon be is-eemmphhh," Sita stuffed Alfan's mouth with lumps of paper because upset.

"By the way I once again wind up in the well behind the campus," threatened Sita then tidied up her books and then left.

"Gara lo tuh mood Sita so damaged, inget my message next time do not need much behavior, Sita will not love the same lo, lo, model jamet warteg kayak lo not taste he mending ngaca often, have glass right? If you don't have let me buy it at the cake shop," Lena laughs and comes out after Sita leaves Alfan who is hurt, wounded but does not bleed... that's what Alfan feels, but to forget about Sita oh certainly not that easy, he will continue to try to pursue the love of the future wife, he will not give up just like that, he will not give up, already in the middle of the road time to go back again must continue dong, yes?

Sita melengos to the canteen mumpung deserted because some students and students at this campus are home, Sita deliberately late home because again lazy to meet Alfan. You see, the children always wait for Sita in the parking lot to bring her home together.

Lena found Sita again sitting daydreaming while scribbling her book scribbles.

Sita took off the polpen that was in her grasp then looked at her best friend's bead shady eyes, implied curiosity and sincerity from the look on Lena's face.

"Gue's okay, maybe the effect comes months," elak Sita then stroked the back of Lena's hand to calm down, pretending to be strong was not tasty.

"Can't Sita, it's been two weeks lo kayak gini, you say it's okay? I as a friend feel it so as smart as anything you hide your problems I still will realize."

"No lager? I eat first, you want what let me pay?" Sita switched topics and then left. Lena clucked irritably, she realized Sita was trying to divert the conversation.

"Tomorrow also you will know Len, so I don't need to tell you," muttered Sita slowly.

"Lo ngomonh something?" asked Lena who was bribing a meatball into her mouth.

"No, nothing."

.....

"What kind of stuff?" Vino grabbed a milky white wedding card with a gold alloy lying on the table.

"Maulid's invitation," Keisya replied as he was.

"Not the maulid month is still ten months away huh?" asked Vino doubtful who knew he had miscalculated the moon.

"Yes read it yourself dong kak, it is clear that the wedding invitation from its form has been discovered. The habit of sister Vino nanya before squirming," said Keisya, his hands were busy wearing baby Zayyan diapers because the diaper had run out.

"Where do I know the problem is that I don't want to get married, ehbentar I don't have a friend," said lyrical speech by Vino, Vino, though many temen but hea aja songg do not want to nganggep they all temen.

"Emang brother Vino doang who has a theme, Keisya also has times."

Vino was silent, his hand moved to open the wedding card earlier because of the same curiosity.

"This isn't the sister-in-law of your foster brother?" ask Vino.

"Can't don't say adoptive brother, Sis Fitri has become part of my family so don't call it again," Keisya pursed his lips.

"Yes, I'm sorry, dear, it was a slip."

"For a long time I KDRT also you brother."

"Beautiful with pshycopat."