Arranged Marriages

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Turning from a private house in Indonesia, there are currently two humans who look very happy, behind the cloudy Italian sky turned out to help pummel the heart of one of them.

"Darling, what are you doing?" Raga asked with a smile when she noticed Anin folding their clothes because Raga and Anin will return to Indonesia tomorrow.

"Don't you see what I'm doing?!" The answer is ketus but instead avenged sweet little laughter from her husband, Raga was deliberately berjahili Anin, according to her if Anin jutek like that she looks adorable. Especially if you are pregnant like this.

"Why are you laughing? You laughing at me?" Raga immediately stopped laughing and closed her mouth, I don't know according to Anin late - lately her husband looks annoying.

"Don't love, I mean better tell the waiter to pack our things, don't get angry, yeah baby later our son gets grumpy." the man approached Anin from the bed to the wardrobe and hugged the woman.

"Which formula if I'm angry then my son will be angry?! Ooh, or you're intentionally praying for my bad son!" The woman who became his wife when she was pregnant, but she looks more like a moon coming.

"No, no, baby, where I may pray for my son who is not good, I'm just kidding, don't be angry baby." Still in seduce mode while trying to hug his wife.

"Ish don't get close, your perfume stinks really, I want nausea near you." Anin instead stood up and headed for the bathroom, with Raga trailing behind her.

"Don't get close, you just go out!" remove Anin while cleaning her mouth in running water.

"I want to help you." Rawar Raga told Anin but the woman threw him out.

"No need, you are mending out continue to shower deh, I'm so nauseous I nyium your perfume." Get rid of Anin as if her husband's perfume was the main trigger for her nausea.

"Yes, for your sake what is not." Sahut Raga while out with a bent face but he was not at all offended by the words Anin, because maybe it was the influence of hormones from pregnant women.

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Fifteen minutes Anin in the bathroom, Raga who had been pacing, knocking and calling - called his wife's name to get out quickly, but never got an answer. He shouted saying that he had finished bathing and changed his clothes, but there was no answer from inside.

"You did it anyway, long time! Why are you in there?!" Raga's annoyance made Anin almost laugh at the words that had just come out of her husband's mouth.

"Why laugh!" Upset Raga still follows his wife to their bed.

"The first time I heard you speak human language." Sahut Anin while laughing until the tears came out of his eyes.

"Yes, I've not been human all this time!" Ketus Raga who felt insinuated with words - said Anin.

"Yes! You speak the language of the rigid, hahahahaha." Anin's laughter echoed through the room remembering the first time she lived with her husband.

"That's the elegant language of his name, not the rigid language!" Raga protests that even make Anin's laughter increasingly not stop.

"There's such rich elegant language! Listen to me, I want to show you the way you talk. Um, test tests, um"

"Do you really want to see me angry Anindira!" Anin's enlarged voice along with the mimic of her face made - make like Raga's expression at the beginning of their marriage that even makes Raga not become upset with him, the man even laughed if he remembered that.

"It turns out I'm cool too yeah first, I should have changed my way of speaking like that forever. What say?" sahut Raga while clearing.

"Well, can't! No, it's too stiff! I don't want a stiff husband!" Anin refused raw - raw Raga's opinion while shuffling her waist.

"No, baby, I was just kidding. Hahahaha but funny too." Sahut Raga on the sidelines Anin scolding him.

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