FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Fierce Woman

“Zain, these few days why do you look so moody??” Mr. Ruben asked me, as I was daydreaming alone in the pantry.

“Engh ... Nothing Mr. Ruben“ replied I shook my head

“It's okay Zain, if you have a problem, you can share a story with me” Mr. Ruben approached me, then sat down next to me.

“Emmhh ... “ I'm still confused fondling, do I have to say everything to Mr Ruben?.

“It's okay, just say it, mumpung no one” Mr. Ruben whispered.

“Se actually I have a problem at home Pak” replied I lowered my head.

“What problems?? Try telling me” Mr. Ruben is closing his body to me.

“Sa me again there is a problem with my wife pak” obviously I hesitate.

“Whaaattt?? are you married to Zain?!!!” Mr. Ruben shut his mouth, after shouting.

“I yes pak” I replied nervously, afraid of Mr. Ruben's response.

“Za zain, you just graduated High School right?? why are you married? Or maybe? Ye? Eeeiiissshhh .. You turned out to be Zain”'s real man Mr. Ruben chuckled after accusing me, I immediately understood Mr. Ruben's thinking.

“Aish .... No sir, it's not that, ah yeah I've“ I'm clasping my hands, don't want to explain anything else, I'm not in the mood to talk anymore.

“Zain, is your wife beautiful??” asked Mr. Ruben to look at me.

“Yes yes, Kak Yas is the most beautiful woman in the world” I replied puffing my chest out of pride.

“Does he have a long neck like that of Rina? Ish I really don't like long-necked women, it looks like a giraffe, hhiii ..“ Mr. Ruben giggled, then returned to glare.

“Or is he like Tyas?? Who has a plump body? Ish, that's also I don't like it, the plump woman is wasteful when invited to the Zain” snack continued Mr. Ruben with eyes staring at the ceiling, with his hands propping up his chin.

“Or is she like Ida?? Grumpy girl?? Iiiissshhhh .. I was horrified to imagine that fierce woman, her hobby only reigns!” Mr. Ruben shuddered again, maybe his delusion has gone very far.

“Sir Yas, a very kind, gentle, and beautiful woman, which is why I love him so muchI also follow Mr. Ruben's style, supporting my face with my hands, with eyes staring at the ceiling, imagining every moment we've spent together, it feels so good, I miss it so much.

“Shortly!!” suddenly Mr. Ruben brushed my hand away.

“Why sir??” manywould be surprised.

“Why did you call your wife Big Brother??” asked Mr. Ruben with a probing look.

“Because Kak Yas is older than me, it was my favorite call for him”.

“Different eight years Pak“ answered me honestly.

“Wwhhhhaaaatttt??” Mr. Ruben was shocked.

“Why sir??” many confused.

“Zain? Does he torture you often?? Is she like a witch??” tanyanya.

“Haish ... No sir, Kak Yas is a very cute woman at his age”, I replied still mgeyel.

“Oooouuuhhh .. it pleases Zain, the mature woman was always full of passion” Mr. Ruben again shuddered.

“Of course, Kak Yas is an active and energetic woman” I replied proudly.

“Uuuuuhhhh .. do I also have to look for older women Zain??” asked Mr. Ruben for my opinion.

“Bu Ida only Pak” proposes,

“Women those glasses?? Ish...she is more suitable to be my mother Zain, than to be my wife” he replied innocently.

“Hhhiiiiaaaaaa ... did you say??? I deserve to be your mother???” suddenly the three mighty women we were talking about appeared at the door.

“And I'm like a giraffe?!!”

“And I am a plump woman whose clothes are wasteful??!!”

“A ampuuunn .. no ma'am, no geez! geez!” Mr. Reuben stretched out his hand, then closed it to the face as self-protection.

“Ruben!! Feel how fierce the women you've cursed from!!”.

“Hhhiiiaaaatttt .. !!!!!”

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“Ampuuunnn!!!!”

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