FORCED TO MARRY BRONDONG

Reception Plan

“Eh, what do you think if the recipe of our child, using Sundanese customs?? You see, we are originally from the Sunda” tribe, Mamah Zain proposed when we sat in the family room, after returning from the hospital.

The parents still don't know the truth about my lying pregnancy.

“Eh, can't! the recipe must use Javanese customs, because we are original from Java!” yelled Mamahku stiffened.

“Haduuhhh .. I do not like the Javanese custom besan, too much trouble” denied Mamer.

“Unfortunately Sundanese custom also does not trouble what??” mamah.

“Stop Mamah, stop!! Zain was dizzy, Mamah from earlier just continued to argue the reception problem” Zain stood up, stopping the debate of the Mamahs.

“Ish, Zain you don't understand! everything must be in a neat and perfect as possible, this event only happens once in a lifetime, you guys take it easy, everyone let us take care of it??” My mother-in-law gave the OK code to her hand.

“Ish, yes already, it's up to Mamah aj” Zain to open his eyes.

“So how's besan?? What are we going to use??” Mama-in-law resumed her chat.

While the Papahs were chatting on the back porch, I never thought, it turned out that they could be that familiar, considering that a few days ago, my Papah mannerism was really unpleasant. They look very familiar, talking about business, and other non-essential things.

“Sister" Zain whispered, raising his eyes gave me the code.

“What?” I returned the whisper.

Zain's face gave the code, pointing at the direction of the room. I frowned “What??” ask again.

“Kamar” whispered.

“Oh, okeh“ answered me passionately, disappearing from a boring chat is the best thing for me. Even though Mamah was planning a reception for me, but I was not given the chance to choose my own will. Everything has been mastered Mamah and Mamah in my father-in-law. Yes, as a child I was alone.

I stood up, then set foot, towards my room, followed by Zain.

“Ciiieeee .. hhii“ suddenly heard a nosy laugh from Mamer, I turned my head, I don't know what to say.

“Nothing, we understand, please you guys to the room just” Mamahku also follow ignorant, giggling amusedly look at my face that has been flushed.

“Ehhheee“ Zain scratched, then as fast as lightning led me into the room.

Brugh ... ( Door closed )

“Haduhhh Brother, wretched this wretched!!” zain exclaimed as he ruffled his hair, as I fluttered towards the bed, then spilled over my body, it felt like today's drama was really exhausting.

“Au ah, I was also dizzy thinking Zain,“ answered me so no matter, whereas in my heart it was raging great, I don't know what to do.

“Sister, let's help me think, I'm dizzy this” Zain keeps messing up his innocent hair.

“Zain, relax!! tteeennnaaanggg“ asked while taking a deep breath.

“How calm is Brother?? Does Brother want us to be separated again??” zain asked, looking at me.

“Not” I replied lightly

“Then??” tanyakanya.

“We just live the recipe first, if it is in the new reception title we are honest” I replied casually.

“Ah, yes too, why don't I think so too??” Zain looks sumringah.

“Emh, so, if you want anything it should teeeennnaaannggg“ I smile proudly.

“Eh, Brother, by the way, how long have we been apart??” asked Zain to approach me, then clasped my finger tightly.

I rolled both my eyeballs “Perhaps about two weeks??” reply origin.

“Aaaaaa two weeks huh?” Zain looked at me with his perverted smile.

“Ish, watch out for megir” I push Zain's body that is getting closer to my body.

“Sister, the most powerful way that we are not called liars, is to make everything we say into a truth” Zain speaks while pointing his index finger.

“Ma means??” I shifted my body slowly, understanding the purpose of my boy's husband.

“This means Sister”

“Zain !!! aaaaaaa, it's still noon!!! Forgive me!!!”

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