CUTE GIRL AND INDEPENDENT
Episode 67 Cute Girl And Self Season 2
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Riko and Mala had arrived at the back yard, they were sitting in chairs that were served in the garden.
"What do you want to talk about so you have to come here?" ask Mala keles.
"You heard my papa say what, you help me yes" Riko pleaded with Mala.
"You have been introduced to various girls but none of you do not want" replied Mala.
"But what you introduce is that there are all matre some are lazy and many others, will not match Mama and also me" Riko took the excuse.
"Therefore do not choose too much to be a gini, I am also bothered. have you accepted the offer Om Bram" Mala grumbled while giving a solution.
"Mending I married you instead of her friend's son" Riko said honestly.
"But I don't want to be with you how dong, but by the way why don't you want to be with his son's friend Om Bram?" Mala was curious about Riko's words.
"The kid is greedy I don't like" Riko said honestly again.
"Sutt. later new quality tau taste" said Mala.
"So you will not marry me, want Yes Yes Yes" Riko held Mala's hand while blinking her eyes.
"Ogah I'm" Mala pulled her hand.
"At first when I was a child to invite me to marry, now invited to not want to" Riko turned her lips.
"That was because I didn't know what marriage meant, now it's different" Mala replied.
"Look Mala pity me, I promise I will obey all your wishes, anyways Om and Aunt also will agree you marry me, you will be called a spinster you know" said Riko.
"Ihhh amit-amit becomes a spinster" Mala aims in horror.
"Eits.. but that does not mean I want my virgin love the same you know, my disgust" said Mala again.
"Well I don't want to touch you too" Riko laughs. After being satisfied laughing Riko again invites Mala to talk seriously.
"So how is Mala do you match my request?" ask Riko again.
"Ok deh I help you, but what if one day you know or I like the same people out there?" ask Mala.
"Let's think about it again, the point is that I survived my papa" said Riko.
"It's up to you" said Mala.
"Thank you beby" Riko held Mala's hand again about to kiss the hand but Mala's eyes immediately glared.
"Don't get the lips you nyosor-nyosor yes, I cut the lips" said Mala. Riko only laughed at Mala's behavior, like a market thug when he was with Riko, but try if in front of other guys kalemnya ask for forgiveness, like a gentle woman.
"Tomorrow when Mama and my Papa eat dinner at your house I want to say papa directly proposed to you yes" said Riko again.
"Fastly bro kayak kebelet b*rak aja" said ma without filtering his speech.
"Faster better baby" Riko again teases Mala.
"Don't call love, disgust me" Mala said with eyes glaring at the innocent Riko.
"Just tonight you talk to my aunt and om I also talk to my mom and dad, there is no comma point" said Riko standing up.
"Where are you going?" ask Mala.
"You want to go home to papa, you know, I can't bother you anymore" Riko acted again.
"Patriate me to my mother or my father, once a golden glimmer you pinned me..... " Mala connected Riko with singing.
"Udah achh, do you want to go home? let us deliver" said Riko seriously.
"For a long time I sliced that lips you know talking really rough" muttered Mala but still followed Riko from behind.
"Eits... riko we do not share the same with om and aunt?".
"Ciee who wants to say goodbye to her parents-in-law" Riko teases Mala.
"No need later will also know for yourself if not here again" Riko pulled Mala's hand out to the car parked in front of the house.
"Riko, you're the one who talked to my mom and my dad, yeah, that's the problem".
"Kok me? you dong tomorrow officially new me" said Riko. Even those who do not know about the application.
"That's yes Riko" he said while scratching his non-itchy head.
"It looks like hahaha" Riko laughed because she also did not know about this application problem.
"Basar malhaka men" said Mala.
"There are no men who are ungodly wives, like you would be future wives of the ungodly later" said Riko did not want to lose.
"It's up to you that I want to get down in front of the fence, let me see your face" said Mala and get out of Riko's car just like that.
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Dinner was ready Reno, Kinan, Mala and Sisil were seated in the guest room.
"Well, Pah, Mala wants to say something" he said nervously.
"What did you say, baby?" ask Kinan enthusiastically.
"Papa agrees that Mala is married to Riko?" ask mala slowly.
"Anyway" Sisil's voice broke the silence.
Hahaha Reno and Kinan laughed together, Mala was confused to see Mama and Papa laughing freely as she spoke seriously.
"Kok y'all laughing all the way?" ask Mala.
"Sorry dear, Papa and Mama just laughed looking at that tense face of yours" Reno replied.
"So how did Mom and Dad agree?" mala made sure to come back.
This time Reno spoke seriously.
"Why and Mama agree, so when are they going to propose to you?" ask Reno.
"Tomorrow" Mala answered briefly.
"Kebelet ya sisil, very fast most of today's application event just so" guess Sisil.
"Sisil is silent" Kinan raised his voice.
"Well Papa will welcome their arrival, now you go to rest let tomorrow fress when the application" said Reno again. without permission Mala directly to his room and sleep.
While at Riko's residence, Riko also asked permission for Tiara and Bram to apply for Mala to be his wife.
"Well, like you asked me to get married as soon as possible" Riko said.
"With Mala, baby?" ask tiara.
"Yes mah".
"So when do we propose to her?" ask Bram again.
"Tomorrow, Mah" replied Riko again.
"Fastly, nothing has been prepared for the application" said Tiara.
"So or not....? if not let me call Mala not be" said Riko made a pretentious face annoyed.
"Who will marry, who will get angry?" grout Tiara.
"Like your heart ajalah dear, there go rest let mama prepare tomorrow her proposal" said tiara expel Riko. when Riko had gone from there Tiara looked at her husband and asked.
"Is it true that Papa wants to match our son with Papa's friend's son?" ask Tiara.
"Hahaha don't mah, just scare the boy like Papa, because that night Papa saw he was not comfortable seeing the girl" said Bram.
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