FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Shopping Same as Mamer

Yes, this afternoon we are in one of the malls in this city, the three of us are walking together, I follow the steps of Mamer wherever he wants, duh ... quite sore also ni feet, while the boy, even kayak kengan ngutin his mother stepped, know while what?? while carrying her mother's bag, um.

“Yas, what do you want to buy?? please take what you like“ bargain, not in vain have rich in-laws, who have several tea factories, and other companies.

“Ah, not Mamah“ I replied shyly.

“That's okay, take it, Yas want what?? want to buy clothes?” again the in-laws offered me something I would love to buy.

The effects of stress on Zain's behavior lately, I want to buy a lot of things that come to my head.

“Heee ..” My answer now with a smile, powerless to express desire, ntar said maruk again, must keep image dong, let added in dear Mamer.

“Yes already, you just take what you want yes, later mamah pay“ Ah ... My mom knows the needs of my body and soul.

Finally Zain and I chose the clothes we wanted to buy ourselves, I chose as I pleased, this is what this Mamer paid for.

“Kakak, buy this ya“ Zain brandishing a shirt towards me.

“What it is, here see“ I'm enthusiastic.

“Shirt couple, hhee” answers smiling cute.

“Hah?? if you are very tacky Zain, today gini still buy couple“ shirt I put my lips on a sign of disagreement.

“Ih, nice Brother, buy yah“ rayunya again.

Gini nih, if you have a husband still ABG labile, his taste is very childish, how not to say tacky, people who selected a couple shirt made of T-shirts, blue, and know what the motive is?? Doraemons.

“Ya already, but do not that the motive ya“ bargained me.

“Kakak, pink breadbasket right??” tanyakanya.

“Hemmhht,“ I replied while choosing another shirt.

“Then this is just yah“ He brandished another shirt, as a second option.

“Yassalaam“ I patted the eel, yes I really like the color pink, really like it, yes but not Hello Kitty patterned clothes also times.

“Iya deh, it's up to you aja“ I finally relented.

“Yes Kak“ uh, he looks really cheerful,

“Iya,“ I replied while shuddering in horror, imagining wearing a pink couple, with a hello kitty motif. Why not all the motives of a bald twin boy from Malaysia, it is more funny.

“Zain, I went there first ya“ I pointed the lingerie and nightgown at Zain.

“Iya Kak,“ answered shyly while ducking, ish.

I then walked over to pick a negligee-modeled nightgown,

“Sayang this seems to fit me“ suddenly heard the voice of a familiar woman in my ear.

“Iya, try again aja“, heard the answer from the man who was with him, keppo dong me, I immediately tiptoed to make sure the voice I heard was, the voice he did not??.

No, really, that's the voice of Udin and his wife who are still picking on maternity clothes, huh, he said he wanted to separate, but who is still together? buy another maternity suit, for some reason but my blood has been rippling hot to see their affection. I turned around, then left them, looking for my husband who was wearing Hello Kitty patterned clothes, but let it be, at least he did not betray??.

I saw Zain in the distance, now he was busy choosing a tee shirt and a typical teen shirt,

“Zain, I need another backrest besides wall“ I'm out of my heart.

“Zain,“ my lazy bro.

“Kakak, have you bought the milk?” tanyanya.

“Ish, anu what the hell??” many confused.

“Ish, you are basic, let's go home aja Zain, I'm already tired“ lamented, I'm tired, tired ngeliatin kemesraan former.

“Yes already, if Brother is tired we go home, we look for mamah first but,“ replied Zain while crying out his mother who was somewhere.

“Yes already, we nyari Mamahnya dari aja ya Zain, let cepet“ my door while passing to the bag place, probably Mamah there. And Zain went to the shoe store.

It's been over fifteen minutes of Mamer's frenzy, but I didn't see him either, where the hell is Mamer?? don't know what?? am I hot?? hot clay ex, uh.

“Yas, what are you again??” Tuh right? I heard a voice I didn't want.

I turned around and saw Udin and his wife holding his hand staring at me.

“Eh, yes, again shopping“ I replied briefly.

“Whose name??” ask him while he was down.

“Same husband, same Mamah in-law too,“ My answer is short.

“Yes yes Zan, Udin eh Zain, I first yes, afraid in cariin“ I then passed, without wanting to hear their answers again.

I ran over to them, unable to hold back the anger in my chest, still remembering their betrayal of me, everything still clearly reflected in my memory. Tight without bulkhead. Hhhuuhhh .. I took a breath, I did lung therapy again.

“Sister,“ suddenly the boy's screams spread my memory of the past.

I turned my head, “Yas, where are you?? Mamah searchin you you know“ Mamah looked at me,

“Yes, I was from earlier nyariin Brother, taunya Brother here“ The boy chimed in, I frowned, was not I the one who nyariin Mamah huh?? now why be the Mom who nyariin me??.

“Yes, you already bought it, right?? we go to the cashier yuk, pay first“ take Mamah then walk ahead of us.

“Iya Mah“ answered me sluggish, but should be happy, because it has been in the shopping tract as much as I am happy, but because of the former heuh ...

“Heat yes Kak“ Zain flicked his hand to his face.

“Iya,“ I replied lazily.

“Kakak, want ice cream not?” the bargain that makes me excited again, when hearing the word ‘ice cream’.

“Boleh, I want Zain,“ I nod my head, in the middle of the mood and atmosphere of the hot environment gini, suitable for eating a cool-adem.

“Yes already, just a moment Mamah here, we bargain Mamah also“ said Zain while staring at the Mother, who had walked up to us.

“Mamah, we want to buy ice cream, Mama want ??” bargain with Mamer.

“No ah, Mamah no longer want ice cream“ Mamer shook his head.

“Emh, rowdy, yes already if that's what I just bought ya Mah, Mamah same Zain just wait here“ I replied while pointing at the seat where people wait.

“Iya,“ answer them compact.

“Eh, Yas“ Mamah called me, I saw Mamah grabbing her wallet from inside the bag.

“Eh, do not need Mah, the money from me aj“ ih, good Mamah in-law, already give ATM, ngebelanjain so much, now his daughter-in-law wants ice cream snacks also want to be paid.

“That Mamah nitip buy a drink next to the ice cream“ mamah artisan to give fifty thousand money to me.

While the boy was just messing around.

Hish, don't laugh, obviously I'm ashamed, GR.

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