I Love Mr. Cue

The impatient in-law candidate

The next day Rara screamed out her own incredible room making some in the minimalist house aghast waking up scattering out of each room.

"What's up, Rara!" the door was opened wide by Nella and then followed by Edy while Dennis opened the door in his room door.

"Nothing," the response then put on a plain face.

Though the others were already hanging by the cry of lightning his spare change, Dennis who was still a sleepy state of messy hair face tangled, while Nella and Edy mesraan in the room delayed back.

"Om, come here!" Rara called the narrow-eyed man over. Dennis just followed.

Nella and Edy return to the room to continue the messraan activity. The man sat on the edge of a medium-sized bed.

"Om, have you ever felt a split?" what kind of question is that, early in the morning for this man's brain to wake up excited.

Cuek-cuek like this turns out Dennis is a perverted type too. It is fitting that Laura does not know his true nature, afraid to be called a man nafsuan. Keep what about Rara, this innocent teenage girl. She still wants to be his future wife.

"What happened to the parts? You want me to split now? Don't you want to wait to get married first? Not patient yet?" Dennis asked back.

Rara immediately shrunk her lips deeply, she who asked even behind the question.

"The answer used to be Rara's question, and then Om gave the question was really nice over the conversation, huh!" Folded both hands and threw away his face in annoyance at the squinty-eyed man.

Dennis so lazy to answer, he yawned wide and then woke up from his place. Rara turned her head and then the lyrics of her future husband's behavior.

Uh-h... Oli kok very restless anyway! Basic Mr. Cuey! Sebel ... His inner sprain on himself.

"Om, where are you going?" Rara asked again Dennis turned his head "want to take a shower" he replied

"The answer to Rara's question was just a shower!" The girl came down from her bed that was really sad, I don't know how many layers of blankets there.

"Later answered, Om want boker first," he said passed away ignoring the girl blabbering and following her from behind.

"Om, answer Rara's question first! Ih, before I chew again!" repet Rara.

Dennis was unintentional or intentional. The translucent door of his room closed itself, making a loud clash of surprise back by the narrow-eyed man.

BUKS!

"MY OLLLIIII...!!! SAKIIIT...!!!" the screams back sounded now louder.

Rara hit the door leaf hard and thick compared to her head. Dennis was right by accident, blame his own door for being closed without his orders.

A few minutes later, the sound of crying from the room of the teenage girl was still heard. Dennis had to take a day off to take care of this nauzubillah freak girl. Got a really pathetic punishment.

"Have not cried again ugly," the Dennis comforted Rara.

"Let's ugly! Oh, no, I love Rara!" his fuss is getting more guilty of Dennis.

"Yes, I've already apologized, blame Om again, anyway? Should have wronged the door dong why can close itself," he said treating a lump on his forehead.

"Just blame the door equally cute too! Rara's just asking for an answer from Om using the show go!" nambek began to friday again, if this teenage girl is in a state of scourging Dennis can not be anything silent enough a thousand languages.

"That's different from Rara's question. That's just one answer, a lot, Om."

"Where is the difference?" He finished treating the teenager's forehead lump.

"The bread is equal to the fruit" he answered.

"What matters is that, right? Same with dong."

"This is Om different, here, Rara tell you."

Dennis sat closer, maybe just a few inches away. Still do not make this teenage girl nervous, groggy, or hanging. Different again with the man is currently paying attention to the babble of the girl who is daunted again to be his wife.

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His heart was constantly pounding let alone his breath puffing irregular strange it felt right for the atmosphere to want to end it immediately.

"Om, with Rara not an explanation?" Rara tilted her head instead looking at the face of the narrow man not blinking a single bit of his eyes.

Nella and Edy have just returned from the grocery store some vegetables to cook later in the day and night, not forgetting her daughter's favorite ice cream.

To the shock again occurred Rara's room, the scream was right for the occupants to tie their hearts.

"Om sick!" Rara's voice was no different from Nella's

"Sorry, not intentionally!" answerable

"No need to know, I'm responsible!"

"Yes, Om responsibility, it's silent dong!"

"Where to be silent, this pain!"

"Yes here Om kiss let's not hurt anymore,"

Their voices were right for the two old adults to persimmon. Staring at each other, Edy remembered his youth when his wife was barbaric.

"It seems, you'll get a lot of grandchildren, Ma," said Edy

"Hussis... This papa, be patient a little, not yet married."

"It's okay, Ma. Nyicil is better."

Nella smiled as well as impatiently petting the grandchildren. What if I had a cute grandson. Can't shadow.