Country girl and handsome ceo mind reader
Chapter 44: village girl and handsome ceo mind reader
"it is possible that he spoke like that" said rania ketus and left them both in confusion.
"sister faiz? What's wrong with Rania?"
"well? I don't know" Faiz replied again mimicking upin ipin.
"according to what Rania thinks if the red one is your mistress," asked Faiz to the hero and looked at the rania who had almost reached the dinner table.
"according to Faiz how, then,? Also,! Sis niah also looks upset when I ignore the red one,"
"let's go down to the air, it must have put a tangled face in front of the mother," said Faiz walking first in the hero behind.
"morning ma'am?" faiz and hero together.
"please sit down in the morning" she said to her two sons.
"morning sister-in-law?"
"morning darling?"
Sapa faiz and hero on rania, rania,
"look at these two gods, they act like nothing happened, right,? Even mas faiz also follow like heroes, the basic two brothers are a package?" inner rania and pierced through the cucumber she peeled.
"sadly can you peel his mentim?" asked her mother-in-law because she did not see Rania peeling cucumber but stabbed the cucumber until the middle of the hole.
Faiz and the hero are only as comfortable as a smile to see the behavior of rania, because according to him, rania is misunderstood by the mera, she said,
When Faiz was finished, he stood up and approached his wife, sitting next to his mother,
"it's a shame if you come to the office" asked Faiz rubbed rania's head.
"you want to go to the office too?" tany bu wants to see his son-in-law.
"yes ma'am, niah bolekan bu join mas faiz"
"of course it's a pity why not, you also need to know how your husband works,"
"sister-in-law can be a hero," asked the hero suddenly.
"nebeng ma'am? Red one shorted, again,!" answer the hero lightly pretend not to care with the dislike gaze of rania.
"was? Where do you usually wear it?" asked ms. Ranti, while rania increasingly did not understand.
"he? What masudnya? Does the hero still have anything other than the red one?" thought rania
"again in the workshop ma'am,! Yesterday when I came home, I accidentally stepped on the nail so it was in Benerin first,"
Instead of explaining the two of them actually more aggressively berjai rania.
"why does red not you sell wir? Keep buying new, rather than you run out a lot just for the real they both yes mending on sale," said Faiz along chimed in.
"it's really nice that you guys just play and sell, is this how you behave,? indeed, the red is a damaged item so you have to sell it," said Rania sound not like the words faiz.
"was? Take it,! Is he a broken thing? What do you think?" asked the mother-in-law to see Rania shaking her signs she did not know if the red was the hero's car that broke down.
"who is red, ma'am? Is she not a woman?" rania asked again to make the three laugh at her.
The hero spoke while continuing to laugh out loud, while faiz and bu Ranti still looked ordinary even though his shaken shoulders held back laughter occasionally,
"who told me to speak ill-defined words, I also don't know if all you guys are doing is a car breaking down,"
"hemm...had you,? there is definitely no woman like you think" said Faiz propping his chin up on the table.
"so...? May I come, please,!" ask the hero to see the couple alternating.
"if that's the case, it's okay to stay, too" Renata left the dinner table, while faiz and hero followed behind.
"we're saying hi?" say the three of them a quarter.
"yes carefully? And please take care of your daughter-in-law not to be scuffed and why," cried bu Ranti still heard until they arrived at the door.
"yes ma'am?" yelled Faiz behind the door and went after the hero and rania who had already gotten into the car.
"wira? If you are not at home, please take care of your health,! Tomorrow brother wants to go for 3 days, so sister titip mother with you, besides you are a doctor, if there is anything you must know much more,"
"where is faiz's brother going? why did you suddenly go, did you know you were leaving?" ask the hero slightly forward next to his brother, as the hero sits behind.
"sister hasn't had time to talk to mom, because we were planning to leave, right,? later after coming home from the office you'll talk to him,"
Seen from the front windshield of the hero is just a nod.
"Where are you planning to go, by the way? Are you two going on a honeymoon, huh,?"
Faiz glanced at rania d then smiled knotfully.
"one of them is that, but tomorrow is not our goal, tomorrow sister wants to take rania to her aunt's house in the village, honeymoon business we will do after we go home"
"wahh...bole hero come with me?" say hero suddenly.
"came along?" Faiz and rania answered.
"why are you coming, then,? wasn't that brother telling you to take care of mom, huh,?"
"let the hero come with me,! who knows, there the hero met his soul mate," said rania chimed until Faiz even laughed at the hero.
"oho.ho so my sister wants to find a mate too, if you meet directly betel only and do not have to date, which there will be just keep the soul mate of people," replied Faiz laughing hearing the narration of rania.
"ish.apalah this faiz brother, I just want to go for a walk and not want to find a mate,"
The two adult men continued to clash their mouths, rania was very happy to see the closeness of the brothers, when compared to her, Rania was very happy to see the closeness of the brothers, it feels very sad to remember the brother who forced him to leave the house without his aunt's knowledge, he said,
As far as knowing her aunt rania to Jakarta wanted to find a job and it was on Rania's own will.
But who would have guessed if rania decided to go to Jakarta under the coercion of her brother,
Once upon a time Rania's aunt asked where she would live in Jakarta,
But rania will only answer he will contract the house on the grounds that he will seek work first.
But fate upon arrival at the terminal he even got snapped, until in the end he met Faiz and now married.
Sometimes rania laughs with the behavior of both of them, being between faiz and hero is very fun according to rania.
