I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 7

Someone squirms on a large bed in a room with a light that strikes in the room.

His right hand reflexively rubbed his right eye slowly, and yawned abruptly.

Then he opened his eyes slowly and sat down for a moment to go to the bathroom in the room.

A few moments later a person turned the bathroom door hendle and came out of it, after completing his activities in the bathroom earlier.

"Well, why isn't there? I guess I didn't realize it was coming to the bathroom." His monologue.

A person tried to leave the room, walking towards the door of his room.

Finally he had gone out of the room and traced some of the rooms downstairs, looking into the family/tv room.

But he did not find someone he meant earlier and he was about to look to the other side of the room.

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"HEY, WHY ARE YOU GUYS THERE?"

Suddenly me and this nyebelin om turned to the source of the voice with wide eyes in surprise.

Unfortunately again the om still sipped my injured index finger earlier and our position is still crouching with a distance so close.

'OMG what trials now, which yesterday afternoon has not been around why this seems to add again.' My cry in my heart.

"Papa"

"God"

Me and the nyebelin om also spoke at the same time calling the call of the gallant grandfather, after a few seconds we had been stricken with shock at the voice that the gallant grandfather blurted out loudly.

"Papa's here? What are you guys doing?" The sound was increasingly echoing loudly in this kitchen room with an already quiet atmosphere because it was already midnight.

Both of our eyes were wide again when we heard the voice reappear and it was the voice of the fashionable grandmother, who suddenly appeared without being invited.

Me and the nyebelin om spontaneously stood together, and unconsciously or unconsciously the nyebelin om was still at home grasping my index finger that was injured by the broken glass that fell earlier.

And then why do I feel I can't take this grip off my index finger.

"It must be you, right, Andra? You want to mes*min this woman again and the woman does not want to so you force it so that the glass glass falls and breaks." Alleged allegations and accusations repeatedly came out of the mouth of the fashionable grandmother.

The fashionable grandmother had just appeared to suspect and accuse the no-no longer and again to us, not much different from her allegations and accusations yesterday afternoon.

Well this gallant grandfather who first came and mergokin me and this nyebelin om also afraid even think macem again now against us, because of the incident at midnight.

'O Allah help your servant' My monologue is profound.

The nyebelin om immediately took off his grip from the index finger of my right hand, throwing it a little rough.

Already somehow the look on my face and the om nyebelin was due to the incident at midnight this we did not expect.

"Geez is that blood from your hands?" Said the fashionable grandmother from her face implied worry and the grandmother immediately memorized me.

It turns out his blood still hasn't stopped whether the wound is wide enough to still bleed, I thought.

Even to the point of dripping blood on the floor some point because when the nyebelin om had hit it a little rough, the position of my fingers was in a state of pointing to the floor.

It is automatic if the blood will drip to the floor if if the dish has not stopped with its position like that.

The fashionable grandmother also grabbed my injured right hand, dragged me a little quickly and I even sorted without even asking or rejecting it.

Until finally me and the fashionable grandmother have been in front of the sink , the grandmother turned on the sink faucet and pointed my injured index finger toward the mouth of the tap and washed it with water flowing from the mouth of the tap.

"Ah i.iya Pah." Answer the nyebelin om with a tone that seemed as if the nyebelin om was a little nervous or what I also do not understand.

The nyebelin was immediately walking to find the P3K box.

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Now that I've been sitting in one of the round dining table chairs right in this kitchen, it looks like this is the dining table for those ARTs and some of the workers in this house.

In front of me sat the fashionable grandmother treating the wound on the index finger of my right hand painstakingly and carefully.

Oh my God I feel like her own son is being treated like this by this fashionable grandmother.

"Ok, it's done. Next time be careful, son." Said the fashionable grandmother softly and with a smile.

"Thank you, e.eyang p. princess." I said a little when I called out his call with a clumsy smile.

Just this time I saw the fashionable grandmother smiling, smiling at me since I first met the fashionable grandmother yesterday afternoon.

"What were you doing in this kitchen together?" Suddenly the question was heard to my ears, which was none other than the voice of the gallant grandfather even though in a friendly tone but I felt shocked.

Until I was held up in my seat while the nyebelin om who had just finished cleaning all the broken glass was stopped when he was about to get out of this kitchen.

The nyebelin om also turned his body towards us where me and the fashionable grandmother were still sitting in our position earlier.

While the eyang sat casually behind the princess's seat.

"Well, we didn't do anything, andra went to the kitchen alone to get thirsty and saw this woman already in the kitchen by herself." Replied the nyebelin om but he was handsome sanyang nyebelin pake really for me.

"And you're Alena, what was that in the kitchen?" Ask the dashing grandfather to keep me friendly.

"Alena to the kitchen wanted to drink thirsty eyes, but suddenly appeared this bummer Lena was shocked until the glass in Lena's grasp suddenly came off and just fell to the floor." My words explained the tumben this time I could make a sound to explain what happened different from yesterday afternoon.

"Do you call me nyebelin." Said the om nyebelin with a tone and look annoyed.

I just kept quiet and didn't answer lazily.

"Well you two make a pact in this kitchen, right, you are fit thirsty can go together in the middle of the night. That's a sign of a soul mate, Ndra you apply this woman tomorrow to her parents."

Kumat again deh the fashionable grandmother, kok keukeuh ni granny want to marry us.

We seemed to have raided twice even though we actually did not do anything especially mes*m.

"You don't keep talking and your thoughts." The bad om nyebelin it to his mother.

"Already now want Alena back to the room yes it's late but there is still time to rest before dawn." Tell the gallant grandfather to me and also the nyebelin om.

"You are Andra too!"

"Here Eyang take you to the room, if not Etar between you even want to be alone again and do mes*m!" Cerocos the fashionable grandmother again while pulling my hand slowly to rise from my seat and this grandmother also dahtah since when it has stood from the seat before me.

It is clear that the look on the face of the nyebelin om is upset with what is said by this mama.

Emang ne granny friday.

But the gallant grandfather even chuckles slowly, funny that there are nyebelin also ne granny just like his son who was already this om-om.

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