FATE LOVE NAIRA

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"in 2 days we fast..."Nabil said to Naira who was sitting on the swing enjoying a fruit salad that his mother made last night.

"Yes, it's nice to have a long holiday gini, no crap, at home, mulu rebahan. I'm getting fat tau gak Bil," Reply Naira still while chewing fresh fruit in her mouth.

"You were told at home that it was not the use of hghhal, it was even a sleep doank, so you are fat." ridiculed Nabil

"So you don't like it when I'm fat Bil?"

"Depends,,"

"Depends what?"

"You're fat but still sexeh I'll like it.." Nabil giggled at Naira who was glaring.

"So if I'm not sexy you don't like it?" Naira started to pout.

"Well, that's it,,"

"You're bad, I'm so bad..." Naira hits Nabil's arm.

What a joke they will make anyone envious, a useful joke and can add to the reward. Maybe for anyone who sees no one will know if they are married, they will only see a pair of teenagers who are in the middle of love is joking as if the world belongs to them both. And the others just contract.

"This is why anyway? Even at home, she fights for her work. No work laen what?" Tanya Hana who came from inside the house while carrying a fruit salad made by her.

"There's no Bun, but there's also a fight between us.."

"What?"

"Through..." Answer Nabil and Naira compact. They laughed off.

"It's just that you guys are compact, there is no benefit of the mulu rebound.."

"What?"

"Hehe, look at this..." Naira shows her cubbhy cheeks to Hana, "I'm a fat tambah".hihihi"

"You're... You do not eat fruit salad made by Mother Bil? Cute loh, seger at a hot-hot gini meal,,"

"No Bun, 2 more days will be fasting, even the haw is felt now,"

"Yes, yeah," Hana held her chin. "Tomorrow to hold the deck, you must visit the place of your in-laws, this is the first fast you have in-laws, loh" Hana told Naira

"Watch up what's Bun?" Naira was confused, her clauses she did not understand such a thing. Her mother never did it because they were long separated from her grandparents.

"Mother is difficult to explain, but the point is, We visit the place of parents or older relatives with a bushel containing Rice, meat, noodles, and so on, and usually there's his fried sambal too. Brought it in on a tough day, son,"

"That means donk Bun tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow morning you come to the market, we shop to cook for visit to your in-laws' house."

"Should Nai cook Bun?.Mother is just..." Naira does not want to cook, but not sure if she can satisfy her merrua tongue with Naira-style cuisine.

"The old man is most pleased at the first cooking of his children, not the Treasure he wishes, but sincere attention, with you trying to cook for your in-laws, they already have the same respect for you, and they must also think that you really are the same attention they are."

"That's it Bun? Yes, tomorrow Nai who cook for Mama Papa, but Mommy ahjarin Nai yes, ntar wrong anyway."

"Definitely donk dear, it is not possible that the Mother of the Mother's child is embarrassed because of her salinity cuisine"

Naira only chuckles at her Mother's words, as well as Nabil's.

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