Died Marriage

The Marriage (DN)

"What brings you back, baby?" The voice of a man's joke.

"Wouldn't you be happy that Zee is here?" Nazeera manyun asked.

That face is what Tamar misses. Twice the brother felt abandoned. Not wanting to see him slump, he called his best friend, Jaya. To comfort him again. But fate says another, early death to him.

Today, thanks to Nazeera's persistence and drama, he finally made it back to his homeland, his beloved hometown. Tamar came to pick herself up at the airport.

Looking at the face of the manyun sister, couldn't help but laugh. "Hahaha, you'd rather you hand over your power to your brother." Joking the man.

Nazeera let go of her embrace in Tamar's hands, "Aaaawww." Tamar felt pain in her stomach.

"Racaine." Showing his sharp nails. "Bang, Zee went to the toilet first huh?" he said running when he could not stand the nature paggilan.

"Be careful of the billionaire widow, you will be scuffed." Reply Tamar shouted.

"Maha." Tamar laughed at herself. Giving such a nickname to the younger brother didn't seem bad.

Once enough was done, Nazeera cleaned herself up. Faintly from inside heard the voice of a woman on the phone.

"That's... Looks like I know who has a voice." Mumbled thinking.

"Yes... Momentary yeah. I just got home, too." The woman smiled.

"Honeymoon is the new bride."

Chequelek

Nazeera peered slightly from the direction of the door to confirm her inner self, "Maya..." His words spontaneously held his chest.

Creek

Nazeera shut the door. But still listening to the chatter out there.

I'm a newlywed, but... That jerk left me. I miss you Jay.

"Hahaha, you can. Thanks for always supporting me."

"Yes, I miss Juan a lot. I hope he'll forgive me there." Sesal Maya remembers memories.

Pause a few minutes, "The first night was quite impressive, but more impressive with you." Joking next. "Hahaha, oia, it's been well. Later Mas Akhyar suspected if I later in the toilet. Bye." Maya hastily tidied herself up. Before coming out, Nazeera still heard the breathing of Maya's heavy voice.

"What happened to Maya? Why is he talking like that?"

Haha

Breathing out slowly.

"I remember Mba Lanri Lunch. My only purpose here is for that. Argh."

Nazeera is frustrated with the situation. "I'd rather handle my job in a boutique than have to live a story like this."

The woman went out into the mirror fixing her veil, to make it more tidy. "Jay, I love you. Maybe love you so much. My pain towards Akhyar you came to turn that pain into peace, that love is in you, but you also left me. I'm your bride. I'm right here." A hiccup stared at her nanar in front of the large-sized mirror.

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"Why is that so long?" Gerrutu Tamar is tired of waiting. "Why not Monday too, wait for keliwon Friday at the full moon. Then the result will be good for youth." Cerocor Tamar is headed for the toilet.

Before knocking, "Bocil? You're still inside, huh?" There was no telling, there was only a cynical look from the woman who had just come out. "Where did you hear that I'm just here?"

Tamar finally broke through the ladies' room.

"Remember..."

Aaaaaaa

Scream some women, they hide in some rooms to be invisible.

"Basic psychopath!" Take one of the women. Because, he's fixing his b*a hook. Another way is to lift the knee-length dress.

Tamar's eyes glared. While Nazeera, hastily fix her make up, continues to catch up with Tamar.

"Based on sister there is no morality!" Umpat Tamar felt her heart would be dislodged.

"Things that don't have morals!" Nazeera did not accept it.

"You have no morals." Point Tamar rudely. His image today destroyed the country of one woman.

"Here you go, let's go home. You should be grateful for free viewing." Patting his brother's shoulder slowly.

Tamar still has trouble breathing, emotions, and a sense of carelessness. He gave a sharp look to his sister to understand how ashamed he was. "Just take it easy, they don't know who you are." Nazeera's whispers were accompanied by laughter.

Mampus lu bang. Hence, next time carefully visit the sacred place. You're a basic fucking unlucky psychopath.

Nazeera cengir.

Seriate...

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