Disaster Because of Marriage

Part 29's. Visiting Candidates He said.

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...The term hate as love? Really exist? If so, can we conclude that Julian is like that? Hate and Love have a very thin dividing line that we cannot distinguish between the two feelings....

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^^^___Lombok, 12 March 2022, 12.17_____________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________

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"Isn't he Airin?" chirps Clara back and it manages to make Julian aware and instantly turn his face away.

The man chose to look at his heart, which was staring in the direction of Airin.

Julian grabbed the fingers of the mistress who had been seen pointing to the place where now, Airin and Raka were chatting. They exchanged laughter, funny each other, and not infrequently they ngakak together. I don't know what the guy saw, but Clara can catch that there, Airin is happy.

The woman had just this time seen the wife of her lover, smiling, "Yes, Yan? She's wife-"

"We better get back. Didn't he say you were tired?" Julian pulled Clara to turn around.

He was approaching Airin. However, his steps stopped when Raka came in haste, even Clara who also stopped herself.

"Yes, but since you were so long ago I intend to, uh meet here." Clara immediately forgot about, Airin.

Julian, who heard the woman's words, smiled, "Sorry" the man said briefly.

Clara smiled and nodded her head. He moved to pull his hand out of his fingers, the big Julian.

"Kneel!"

Julian was dragged along as Clara pulled him. The man smiled, but as he looked back. Smile fades.

'not guarding the house. You turned out this way, 'the inner man deserves a joke.

Keeping the house, he said. Free to care if the owner also does not go home. It's bullshit, isn't it?

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On the Raka and Airin side.

"Gosh, funny, Ka. What is the fate of the man who called you the fathers?" airin asked with a voice of laughter that could not subside.

Raka also laughed, but the look on her face flushed with embarrassment. Because there was a teenager where he bought this mineral water called the fathers.

Sure Raka cengo. He did not know what the fathers thought was him. So, Raka was silent even though the shopkeeper's teenage son gave the groceries, until there were mothers who interrupted and made, Raka realized that he was the fathers.

It really doesn't matter if he's called like that, as long as he's in the office. However, if it's outside that clock, most Raka is called, Bang.

Even his parents call Raka by the name, Bang. This even stinky son call him father, is the face, Raka as old as that?

"Eat it, marry it." Airin got carried away and she subconsciously said words that would definitely make Raka tease her.

Tuh, just now.

Airin was silent. His thunderous laughter instantly evaporated replaced by sharp eyes.

Raka smiled as if the expression Airin was giving off at the moment had no impact at all, "Ka-"

Airin's words came to a halt as the ringing sound of his phone rang out. The woman moved to loosen up her training pants pocket.

"Mama," muttered, Airin when she found the number with the contact name, Mama written on her phone screen.

Airin did not want to linger. The woman immediately received the voice call call and she moved quickly to stick the flat object in front of the ear.

Airin instantly forgot her anger towards, Raka. At this time the woman was smiling and Raka was obscuring every inch of her face line which was attracted because of the smile she made.

"What's up, Ma? Tumben's calling." Airin started the conversation.

"What's up, honey?" Airin smiled as her mother's carefree voice shook her ear drum.

"Not anymore. Just sitting around with you, Ma. What's wrong?" ask Airin base stale. He did not know that now Raka was looking at him quite deeply. Even the man occasionally let out a small laugh.

Airin glanced at Raka because she felt that she had been noticed. However, as she looked, it turned out that Raka did not glance at her in the slightest. Even the man was whistling with eyes glaring at the air.

Is Airin too ge'er?

The woman shakes her shoulders and chooses to focus on her interlocutor on the phone.

"Where are Julian going?" Like obligatory prayer, somehow the question always arises. Not from her mother-in-law or her birth mother. Surely if he calls, Julian's question must be thrown and Airin will also answer.

"For out of town. Looks like tonight's coming home." Airin immediately got the answer oh from the person across there.

"You said it was in Suropati, right?" Airin nodded his head. She wasn't talking face to face, but she was like that.

Maybe not just Airin, but you could say almost everyone if calling must do head movements.

"Yes, continues?" airin asked back and his eardrum immediately caught a small laugh.

"Happeningly. Come able to go home, Rin. papa, mama, and my sister longed. Also bring your friends!" Airin. He was about to refuse, but the sound of a disconnected voice call was much earlier heard.

Raka raised one eyebrow in her eye, "What's up?" asked the man after getting tired of silence and only noticed Airin who had called with a lot of expression.

Airin turned to Raka with a familiar face, "I asked, Mama to go home." The woman replied, but only half.

Raka who heard that raised one eyebrow her eyes was confused, "Then, isn't that good?"

"Good from where. He also asked me to take you, Ka." Raka immediately smiled and she moved up from her seat.

"Then, come on! Isn't this a big step toward getting to know my future in-laws?" Airin is increasingly made gawking. Look at Raka's reaction. He did not dare to think about what it would be like when he met his two parents.

But what he was most afraid of was. He did not want Raka to meet his Father, because in the assessment of Airin. After she got to know Raka, she felt that the man had the same nature as, Her father. So, that was why he said it would be messy later if the two people met.

...T.B.C...