FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Moving at Night

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Suddenly I woke up from my sleep because of the noise from the direction of the kitchen, what sound is that?? Is that Zain??? Ah ... isn't that boy getting angry and leaving the house??.

I hurried to get up, tidied up, then rushed to the closet, changed my negligee shirt with trousers. There's a fear of criminals entering the house, so I can easily get into action.

Slowly I opened the door, peeked at him from inside, eh .. but his voice was no longer there, was it just a mouse?? Haduuhhh ....

I was looking for a weapon I could use to hit, afraid my personality was right. Ah .. yes I found the broom that I just used this afternoon. I continued to settle - sinking towards the direction of the sound,

Map ... tap .. tap ...

“Astagfirullah .. what is it?? Why is there a shadow??” whispered, while tightening my grip on the broom that from earlier was not separated from my grip. Then I put up horses. Preparing to attack anyone who dares to stop in my heart, uh at my house means.

Among the dim lights, I saw a human figure standing beside the dining table, “Yes Allah, gustiiiii ... protect your servant, where else is Zain?? I'm like a girl to play stop by - stop everything, forgive dah ..”

I settles - the precipitate approaches the light switch, so that I can easily catch the thief who dares to stop at my house.

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Flash light, “Who are you?! You're missing ya???” I closed my eyes, screaming while pointing a broom right at his nose.

“Awwww..sick Brother, it's me, it's me Brother, husband Sister!!“ yelled a familiar voice in my ear. I opened my eyes and immediately wide, when I knew the tip of the broom that I was holding, it turned out to be right on target striking the nose of his nose.

“Eee eeehh .. sorry Zain, why else would you light a dim light in the kitchen??Don't you want to leave home??” ask me while lowering the broom from his face, then sitting on the dining chair.

“Yes sorry Brother, I was about to leave, but have been hunted malem,“ I admit plain, I,

“Hah?? Why is it so bad?? You afraid of Zain??” ask me while linking my two eyebrows.

“Ehheehhee ..” he replied while scratching, ish.

“Ck, how can you protect me?? Just as dark aja kafar“ I put my shoulders.

“If you protect your brother, I will try dong“ he replied proudly.

“Cih, you so so soan want to protect me, protect yourself just can not“

“Could be,“ answers sure.

“Yes, I can, here's the proof“ I answered while shaking his forehead which I saw earlier hurt.

“Ehheee .. This is a coincidence Brother, Zain is not perfect to avoid, when he wants to nyakar Zain“ face elaknya while demonstrating the movement of his friend who wants to scratch his face, but precisely not show how to fight anyway, instead so kayak jaipongan (typical dance Sundanese tribe). I watched him carefully, while mangosteen - mangosteen. Then I opened my lips.

“Sister, do not believe in the same ability Zain??” tanyanya was disappointed to see my expression.

“Yes, believe me, believe“ I replied, still with the same expression.

“Kakak,“ call it.

“Zain“ call me.

Our call is now the same,

“You were aja deh“ I relented.

“Kakak aj“ first don't want to lose him.

“You used to be“ I don't want to lose either.

“I really appreciate the older aja“ answer that makes me directly touch his forehead.

“Apppaaaaa???”

Placed.

“Awwww ... Brother, why does such a hobby hurt me???” he grimaced, while whispering his forehead.

“Ya abis kamunya gemesin sih“ replied I chuckled.

“Ekheeeemmmm yes, I am funny anyway, so make an anxious ... hee” replied with a super PD expression while pulling his own collar.

“Yes, funny, until my hand gatel want your noyor continues,“ I answer do not want to lose, while stroking my hand.

“Kakaaaaakkkkk ..” pekiknya, with the style so cute, uh is he cute anyway.

“What?” I put my face up.

“Sister, have you seen the gift from me yet??” tanyanya PD's.

“Udah,“ answered me, who immediately remembered the gift given by Zain, one shirt, hijab, and friends who were in the same color. Hhuuhhhh ... Fucking kid.

“Sukak, but ..” my esophagus is blocked, no power says **********, and the bra that Zain gave me, as a gift. Eh bribe more precisely, so that I do not get angry again maybe, after the noodles that feel somehow .. now the clothes and set, ck boy.

“But what's Brother?” tanyanya frowned.

“From where do you know my shirt size and ..” duuuhhh .. I can't tell you. Ckkp.

“And what Brother?” tanyanya polo's.

“And his stuffing“ finally, I said it in another language, so as not to sound too vulgar in his plain ear, heuuuhhh ....

“Bhaaahhaa ..” uh, her laughter broke.

Plot, again I flicked his forehead.

“Ish Brother, I've seen the stuffing have Brother,“ I'm honest, while rubbing his forehead that I just flicked.

“Hah?? When?” I shouted, surprised dong. When did he hide, break through all my privacy?? This kid asked for dipites time yes, yes he is my husband, but right?? Oh yes, it's hard to explain with words.

“There deh,“ he replied, add piss me off, and gemessss. Ish nih son, if there is at home make a scene, if there is no home make it quiet. It wants to hold hands.

“Partially, where do you have money to buy clothes and friends??” many wonder.

“Ehhheee .. That's my salary during my job Brother ..” he replied proudly, ''' he said,

“O yes?? Wawww... I'm flattered Zain, thank you??” there's a sense of harrum in my heart, the boy's attention is the same to me, heu.

“Zain??” call me, after the atmosphere had subsided, I don't know, tonight, we had so much to say to each other, we could laugh with Zain, it immediately made me forget about the problems I was dealing with, the work, the work, and the problem yeah .. You know, the Udin.

“What's Sister?” she turned her face towards me, ish .. Cute her, ck.

“You want to enter third grade right??” much

“Iya Kak, why is it?” tanyanya flat.

“Where do you want to go to college?? Or do you have another mind??” I asked, it's like my mother's son aja, huuuhhh ...

“Zain won't go to college Brother,“ he admitted while glaring.

“Is ... Zain, don't joke“ I frowned.

“Serious Brother, Zain wants to be a good husband for Brother,“ he replied while bowing shy - shy, and ... know?? He's shaking. Hishis...

“Yes yes, what kind of good husband is Zain??” I asked again while holding back a laugh, looking at her expression.

“That can help Brother, nyapu, mop, cook, same nyuci ke“ he replied, seriously???? That plain face is so answer like that, forgive me, I hope he was just kidding.

“Zain, good husband according to your version like that huh??” I just stared at him.

“Iya lah,“ answered PD.

Aadddduuuhhh gustiiiii .. gini it feels so much to have a husband taste a child, uh taste a sister.

“Zain, you said you wanted to protect me right??” I ask again, more and more gemesh.

“Iya lah,“ again, the same answer as if without a burden really lives this child.

“How do you protect me Zain??” ask me again, more curious.

“Yes how,“ she replied while hugging me, wait, she hugged me.

Instantly I pecked, even holding my breath, daring to be this brat.

“Zain, you what the hell??” I let go of her embrace.

“Tadi, Brother said you want to know how I protect Brother,“ seriously?? This is an innocent child.

“Iya, yay“ answered me while standing “How are you, hoooaaammm“ I yawned, eye mark already can not resist drowsiness.

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Suddenly the lights went out, the situation became pitch black instantly.

“Hah?? Zain?? How dark??” I twisted my body.

“Huaaaaa ... Kinsakaakkkkk ...Tolodnggg ... Zain scared dark!“ he shouted while struggling, reaching for my hand. I also tried to grab her hand, ish .. she felt very trembling. He said he wanted to be my protector, in fact now even I protect him ck.

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