FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Equally Strange

“No!!!! there's no way my legs are deformed, there's no way I can't play ball anymore!!!” Zain was screaming hysterically when we told him the truth.

“Zain, istighfar, you are not disabled, it's just that you need to do a series of treatment, so that your legs can return to normal“ I tried to calm Zain.

“No Brother, I don't want to, I want to remain a footballer!!” Zain is hysterical.

“Zain, trust me, you will be healed, as long as you want to try to heal, later if you have healed, you can re-realize your ideals Zain“ I stroke his shoulders gently, so, there is pity in my heart, however Zain my husband.

“No!! I don't want this!!! Papah, Mamah, please Zain, Zain does not want this!!” Zain turned to his parents, who could only wipe away tears, asking for help.

“Zain, who is patient yes, Zain will recover later, yes?? okay?? mommy's son certainly can, Zain strong boy“ Mamer tried to hug his son, but who wanted to embrace instead rebelled, Zain could not accept the fact, that he could not play ball anymore.

Cute face, sweet behavior, but funny, also ngangenin, sweet smile, which always adorned his days, no matter where it went, now all I saw was a beautiful face, a sweet face, and cannot accept the reality. Zain, how sorry are you.

“Zain, look at me, you are young, there are still many things you can do besides being a footballer," I tried to calm Zain down again, I said as gently as possible.

“No Brother, I don't want this“ Zain as much as you like.

“Zain, I believe, you can do more great things than a footballer,“ I stroke Zain's shoulder, there was a strange swish on me when I did it.

“Sister, Brother won't go away with me right???” suddenly Zain looked at me, then looked at his parents alternately.

I smiled “Of course not,“ I replied.

“Appointment??” ask her while flicking her little finger.

“Janji“ I replied while hooking my little finger on Zain's little finger.

“Thank you Brother“ Zain hugged me without warning, again I pecked, shocked by Zain's reaction, while Pamer and Mamer just looked at each other with a smile.

“Iya, equally Zain, You must be strong yes, you must want to be treated regularly, let you get well“ I let go of Zain's embrace, feel bad in the eyes of Showers and Mamers, I'm happy, and also ... it felt in the hug of the husband .. I don't know, maybe Zain was just moved by my answer.

“Sister, Brother don't go anywhere yes, Brother here aja, memenin I“ Zain flanking my hand between his armpits , ck, this child is-anya, I think I will run away times huh?.

“No, Brother can't go anywhere“ Zain whines, haduh, the feeling of having injured his leg, not his head, uh.

“Ekheeemmmm“ suddenly Show off throttling.

“Papah, same Mamah come home, Zain here want to be with Kak Yas aja“ Zain expel both parents, without shame, pardon, parents' minds must be strange deh.

“Ciiieeee ..” Showing off shutting her mouth restrained laughter, isn't it ...

“Ya ampuuunnn Zain we turned out to be adults, already want both beautiful women“ Mamah pinched both cheeks Zain with anxiety.

“This beautiful woman Zain Mamah“ Zain's wife quibbled, while pursing her lips, ck she forgot the same injury on her leg. He also forgot he had just been weeping furiously, unwilling to accept the reality.

“Yes yes, if so we go home first yes, tomorrow we come again“ Pamit them.

“Iya Mamah, be careful on the road ya“ I crucify them, then kiss each other Mamer.

“Zain success ya“ Show off whispering while winking at his son, as if giving a code.

‘Success?? what success try??’

“OK Papah" Zain replied to the blink of his Papa.

While me and Mamer just frowned while shaking their heads.

Turns out this one family's just the same, equally weird, uh.

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