FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG
Spoiled Shouts



Finally after the shopping event at our market was completed, we decided to return home, upon arrival at our house greeted by Mang Kasman, and Bi Inah, Mang Kasman served as a gardener, and, and Bi Inah is an ART mamer, which is said to have been very long with the Mamer family, so Bi Inah has been considered like his own family.


With alacrity I help Bi Inah in the kitchen, to cook, must be nimble is yes, at home in-laws, well .. how dong?? I want to be Mamer's only favorite ghost, he.


“Non, it's okay, don't help, let aunty who knows everything“ Bi Inah start to make a sound.


“Eh, it's okay Bi , let me just, Aunty rest aj“ replied me while nimbly cutting vegetables.


“Eh, where can it be so Non?? already let Auntie aja“ Bi Inah still keukeuh with her wishes, do not want her territory plural by me.


“Yes Bi, I am a regular at home cook kok“ I replied with a smile.


“Yes, Kak Yas's cooking is delicious,“ suddenly the boy's voice stopped our debate.


“O yes?? Aden happy to live there??” Bi Inah looked at Zain, I knew there was a longing in Bi Inah's eyes, so yes, Bi Inah used to babysit Zain, so maybe when Zain was no one felt very lost.


“Iya dong Bi, Kak Yas is his wife Zain lho Bi“ Zain, pardon dah, without being told also Bi Inah already know times, if we are this .. ah yes.


“Iya, Bibi also know, Bibi do’ain may Aden the same Non her healthy continue and soon be given momongan“ Bi Inah smile shyly.


“Whaaaaatttt??” rather surprised to hear the last do'a and hope bi Inah, what he said momongan?? if you just sit together already shaking, how do you want to make momongan Zain??.


“Sister, Brother why?” ask Zain.


“Eh, yes eggs ... “ I'm excited, I don't know what I want to say.


“Sister, don't want to have a baby??” the question, making me more gawking, the very brain tumben ni child is quite connected, usually always jakarta east-east.


“Zain, called Papah tuh“ suddenly Mamer came calling his favorite child.


“Mamah ... " Zain struggled spoiled in the hands of his mother,


Well, well, well, is it appropriate for people who have behavior like gini to make a baby?? ckc.


“Iya, why darling??” Her mother even stroked her son's head lovingly.


“Times Yes, Brother Yas ..”


“Zaiiinnnn!!!!“ uh, my habit of yelling appears, in front of Mamer collectible, uh, this is because of Zain, I'm afraid this child ngadu to his mother about momongan, um, want to put where this face if Zain chattering about momongan, not good with the horror of rowdy. Ah ... in vain have been my efforts from earlier.


“Eh, yes sorry Kak“ Zain looked down as if he lost to me, adduuhhh ... how about??how would Mamer respond, if he realized his son often I dzalimi.


“Iiihhh .. Are you really romantic??” My mother smiled in embarrassment.


“What?” I can't believe it.


“So inget time Mamah and Papah young first, like screaming full of love and affection“ replied Mamah while laughing, and smiling.


Actually this is Mom again talking what the hell?? it's like his son Eror's offspring from his mother deh, uh ... Astagfirullah, Mamer Yas, Mamer.


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