Love Because of Mandate (Revised)
Chapter 9

"Where's this? It's 2 o'clock again. Can be raided by residents if alone in the car" Sigit drove his car either go where. His mind has gone. He finally took Muti to his house.

He asked permission from Umang's grandfather. And Umang's grandfather who did know Muti finally allowed it. "Indra, Indra, what are you doing until your daughter becomes like this" said Umang's grandfather.

Sigit carried Muti and brought him to his room, as the guest room had not been cleaned. "Hmm, you marmot! It is very difficult for you. See now? I can't be with my bed. Enjoy sleeping in my bed"

Sigit took the clothes from his closet and rushed to the bathroom. After that, he threw himself on the sofa. Closing your eyes for a while is the best thing right now.

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Your past, enchanted I was enchanted, looked upon your sweet face. Fascinated I was fascinated to look at your sweet face. Like pearls....

The alarm went off loud in Sigit's ear. It was dawn. Sigit grabbed his phone and turned it off. As usual, he would clean himself up to prepare for prayer. He went to his room to change his sarong and take his coke shirt.

He saw that the girl was still asleep with an appearance that was no longer because of it. Her hair was dangling, her mouth gaping and a shirt that was lifted up revealing her navel. Sigit blinked his eyes.

"Oh my God, what is this woman? Until sleep falls apart like this. The aura was open everywhere" He took the blanket and covered it in Muti's body. Not until it happened, Muti had opened his eyes and shouted. Make a noise in the morning.

"Aaaaaaaaaa" she screamed. He got up and hit Sigit in the chest. "Basic bawdy! You female villains! What the hell are you doing?? You want to tease me? You want to take my chastity?? Brash commander!" the curse is endless to Sigit.

Sigit grabbed Muti's hand. "You don't think it hurts my chest you hit so hard? Who's the female villain? Me? Even I lent you my bed, but here's your reply? Replying to me on charges I obviously didn't make?"

Grandpa Umang approached them. "What's this about? Why is it so early in the morning? What's going on?"

Sigit and Muti looked at each other. Seeing the circumstances of each. Sigit let go of his hand. "This is kek, this commander is perverted against me. Just look at my hand held tightly by her cake"

"Diiiihh, good by the way! I held your hand because you kept hitting my chest. He lied to the cake" Sigit said.

Grandpa Umang shook his head watching their debate. "Sigit, Muti, have you prayed? Time to get more together. The dawn will be over later. No, don't argue anymore. Take ablution and perform prayer. Remember, pray the religious pole"

"Yes cake" they answered compactly. They glared at each other and muttered. Sigit took ablution again because it did not touch Muti's hand earlier.

Muti wore the mukena Anin that was still left in the house. Sigit became a priest for Muti. "Allahu akbar" Sigit committed takbiratul ikhram and fulfilled his duty as a Muslim.

Finish praying Sigit turned around and chatted with Muti. It's beautiful to be covered like this. Adem.

"I can be here? Is this your house?"

Sigit nodded. "You fell asleep last night in the car. I woke up not waking up either. It was 2 pm too, I was afraid of being raided by the people. That's why I brought you here. That was Umang's grandfather, Mamah's foster father. He knows you because you're Om Indra's son"

Muti nodded in understanding. "My car's still at the karaoke place, take me there, will you? I don't have a wallet, I can't go home, there's no fare, hehehe" he asked with a grin.

"Snake off! Lithouse!" Sigit moved and left Muti. Muti immediately took off his face and tailed behind Sigit persuading him to take his car.

"Mas.come on, get me there. I will pay later. Maas, ih, mas Sigiiiit" his whining. Sigit simply listened without answering and was busy preparing his uniform. "Ih, mum... Mas Sigit, budhek what the hell? Come on, will you take me?? Want huh?"

"Relieve it!" Sigit is going to the bathroom. "If you don't want to, I'll call Aunt Anin and your brother for kidnapping me"

Sigit. "Hey, no one wants to kidnap a troublesome girl like you. Whining like a child"

Muti kept calling Anin. "Hello tan assalamualaikum...." Sigit immediately grabbed the phone. And end his call.

"Basic of the madam! Yes, I'll take it. I'll take a shower first"

"Eh, sorry. Hehe. Want to shower no. I helped put some deeh soap on. Let's see thatuuu's ripped bread" Muti's tease makes Sigit blush.

Sigit brought his body closer to Muti. They made their heart beat return to normal. Sigit brought his body closer, making Muti retreat step by step. Until he went to the wall. Sigit locked Muti's movements by sticking his hand against the wall. Approaching face. And...

czech. Grandpa Umang looked at them like people were about to kiss. "Sigit!" Makes Sigit shocked. Grandpa Umang approached him and grabbed his ear.

"Boyou yes, girls people want you to do what?" Grandpa Umang fished Sigit's ear while pulling it out. Muti laughed seeing it.

"Oh duh duh, sick cake, this is not what grandfather thought. Cake, Sigit's ears can come off later. Aduuuhh grandfather"

Muti breathed a sigh of relief. He smiled considering the incident just now. "My heart why is it always irregular in rhythm when it is close to him? You're making my heart look like it's been rigged with gold firecrackers. Huft"

Sigit released in front of the bathroom. "You're it! You are not muhrim! Watch out if you're naughty again, grandpa didn't just pick you up, grandpa beat you with a broom"

"Ih, grandpa. I didn't say anything about him. Just give him a lesson because of Sigit's temptation"

"Whatever it is, Grandpa still likes you like that. Later if you are married, whatever you want. Shower quickly. Grandpa make breakfast first!"

"Yes cake, sorry" Sigit went into the bathroom. Muti's headed for the kitchen. There was Umang's grandfather who was preparing ingredients to make breakfast.

"Grandfather, let Muti do it. You want to make fried rice, right?" tanya Muti who saw such ingredients would make fried rice.

Grandpa Umang smiled "Yes. Can you cook?" Muti nodded. "Yes can cake, grandpa just sit down. Let Muti do it. Grandpa wants coffee?"

"May if not inconvenient. Half yes Muti, grandfather must cut down on coffee. Oh yeah, make Sigit milk warm chocolate. He liked it" Muti nodded in understanding and immediately did Umang's grandfather's order.

Breakfasts ready. Sigit was also ready with his uniform. Making Muti even more stunned to see his good looks that doubled.

"Well, good" said Sigit, taking the fried rice and sitting down with the others.

He began to put the food in his mouth. "Mmm, that's delicious. Different as usual"

Grandpa Umang smiled at Sigit's chattering. "It's delicious, who used to cook. Muti it lhoh" said Muti.

Sigit opened his eyes in disbelief at Muti's words.

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