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The Term Doesn't Make Sense

“Kelopo nang market!” It had been a long time that the girl had not judged anyone, as she had done to her foster sister.

Even her husband really did not understand the language spoken from his tiny lips as a form of annoyance, on the widower casanova for breaking the punishment by tasting his body secretly.

“I really don't understand what language you're saying, Honey?” Rewindra replied with a wry look but the girl got out of bed because she suddenly felt a twisting pain.

Until the girl rushed into the bathroom that made the man,

staring surprised by the behavior done by the wife.

“What's with, the girl? Ckk! His spoken language was completely incomprehensible,” was upset with irritated lips.

Meanwhile, in the bathroom Araela upset himself with the monthly guest cycle that came improper, making him ask for help to her husband to buy narrow bread and njero katok.

However, he was confused as to how to call the man? Remembering she was still not too close even though it was her own husband.

Dawdling in the bathroom is the only way that can make the girl call the husband without having to shout just to ask for help.

And as expected from the outside of the bathroom came the sound of knocking on the door that made him open a little and this opportunity he used to ask for his help.

“Why have you been in there, Hon?” asked the man with a look of panic because he was surprised to find that the wife did not come out, from the bathroom and now for the first time he was surprised to see a tinge of blushing on both cheeks of the girl. “What's with the look on your face, Mistress?”

“I what, Mistress?” Rewindra changed to judge the wife if she had been made, not understanding a language that had never been heard by her. However, the deadly glare of his eyes made him not dare to judge the girl again. “All right forgive me, Madam ... now what do you want from your husband?”

“Buy me narrow bread and njero katok want, yes?” Even this was the first time that the girl had shown the other side that had never been shown to anyone.

“Hah, means how?” Rewindra was puzzled by the unreasonable request that was uttered from the girl's lips. “Can you explain more details about this request of yours? I really don't understand the language you speak, Mrs.”

“Ckk! I will teach you the language I speak for you!” the girl jolted not forgetting to explain in other matters in order to be immediately understood by her husband. “My monthly cycle came in is not right .. so because of that, I ask you to buy me what I ask for in other languages,” said Araela, looking upset.

Hearing the exposure said from his wife made Rewindra surprised by the speech delivered and therefore the wife, calling the two objects in another language that is very tikal makes sense according to the man.

“Alright, Madam .. Wait here! I I bought what you asked your husband for!”

Leaving the wife in a hurry to make Prasetya surprised to see the look of his face that was deliberately bent. “What's wrong with your face? Is he awake?”

“It is precisely because of the look on my face like this that your daughter told me to buy it, her needs at the time of the monthly cycle come like now!” Rewindra complained about his wife's behavior in-laws by turning the question upside down. “Even he made me not understand the language spoken by him .. Do you understand the term narrow bread, Papa?”