Marriage Becomes Love

Chapter 80 Wretched?

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Sorry yeah, I just got up again, I'm busy in the real world, so I guess I can't get up every day just yet.

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Kayla is currently walking around inside Azka's house, looking through family photos and some paintings neatly displayed on the walls of the room.

There was a faint sound of the sound of the ball reflection from the European side of the house, Kayla approached the source of the sound, Seen Azmi was playing basketball alone, all alone, the girl smiled as she continued to look at the man.

"Thou my prince, uwu very dah," he cried softly.

Sweat that flows from the man's body becomes a special attraction, his athletic body is sculpted beautifully makes the man named Azmi Askandar look like famous handsome actors.

Azmi looks deft in dribbling the big ball, Kayla clapped when she saw the man her puja put the ball into the ring.

Azmi turned her head when she heard someone clapping. "Kay?"

Kayla walked over to the man. "Hi, Azmi's sister, how are you?"

Azmi hugs the orange-colored basketball casually. "OK, you?"

"I'm good too, sister," said Kayla. "Oh yeah, that's a really cool big brother playing basketball,"

"ah! Yes, it's normal, emm... Would you like to try?" asked Azmi while thrusting the basketball at Kayla.

"I can't, sister," said Kayla lying, but the girl was quite adept at the big ball game.

Need-to-know! Since Kayla Junior High was nicknamed as the queen of basketball and captain of women's basketball, from childhood she loved the orange ball game, once, she beat her brother in playing the game. Rayhan was a basketball captain at the time when the man was sitting in High School.

"Yaudah, try it first, who knows can," Azmi said.

Kayla nodded, the girl took the ball, Kayla deliberately made the ball shoot, so it did not hit the ring.

"Yes, I failed, sister, I can't" said Kayla, the girl making as sad a face as possible.

"Don't be sad dong, brother is also the first time to play, yaudah, want brother teaching?"

This is my goal!

"You, sister," said Kayla enthusiastically.

While Azka was looking for Kayla in every corner of her house, but the man did not find the existence of the girl who is now her babu status.

"Where's the babu girl going, huh?" his monologue.

Her steps came to a halt when she heard the voices of people chatting, Azka was sure it was the voices of Kayla and her sister.

The man walked towards the window glass that was large enough, Azka saw her brother was teaching his babu girl to play basketball.

When viewed from behind, it looks like the older sister is hugging Kayla from behind.

"Huh! Shoot just can't!" she said cynically, the man clenched his hands, for some reason?

"So, what the hell is this, how hard is it, huh?"

"That's because your body position equals your hand wrong, you idiot!" From inside the house, Azka again commented on what her babu girl was doing.

"So gini, both your hands should hold this side, and width, make the distance between the index finger and the thumb, naah."

Seeing her brother holding Kayla's hand, Azka exasperated, the row of upper teeth and lower teeth clashed against each other, unknowingly the man hit the wall beside her.

Bi Minah, who had been cleaning the urn, immediately ran to the corner of the house because she heard a sound like a falling object.

Arriving there, the middle-aged woman who has the status of ART saw her master's youngest son was holding his hand that looked red, like he had hit something, like he had hit something, even his young master's face was also flushed red with anger.

"Mas Azka, what's wrong?" ask bi Minah worried.

Azka immediately made a face as relaxed as possible. "Euu.. earlier I saw a lizard, Bi, when I hit, uh even a cross," said Azka flat.

"Oh, what do you think, if you want to hit the lizard do not use hands oruh, use a broom," said bi Minah.

"ah! Yes, Bi, after all the lizard does not exist, already, yes, Azka wants to go to the kitchen first, thirsty."

For a moment the man threw a glance at the two people on the other side, then left quickly.

***

Azmi smiles when she sees Kayla putting a basketball into the ring. "Well! Great of you, Kay, just learned a few minutes, it's cool." Azmi held her two thumbs up.

"ah! Compared to big brother mah, I'm just a dust grain."

Kayla just smiled shyly, even though her heart was excited like winning a lottery prize.

who is not happy if praised equally doi!

The voice of the mobile phone in his pocket diverted the girl from Azmi.

"Who is calling, doesn't know the time!" gerutu Kayla in heart.

Despite the grumbling, Kayla still picked up the flat object tucked inside her pocket.

"ELO TO THE KITCHEN NOW!" The words heard on the other end of the phone sounded filled with emphasis in each word.

"What the hell are you doing? I'm playing ba—" again"

"SE-KA-RA-NG!!"

tuut, tuut!

The phone was decided unilaterally, of course by Azka, Kayla growled in her heart, she again slipped her phone into her pocket.

"Sister, I go first, yes, because Azka calls 'em, '" said Kayla.

Azmi nodded.

The girl with the hair on the ponytail immediately passed from the face of Azmi.

***

Arriving in the kitchen, Kayla saw Azka sitting on a chair while focusing on playing her phone.

Quickly the girl approached him, the girl's mouth immediately sniffed because the man had interrupted the moment of his approach with the older brother.

"What the hell are you calling me? Disturb tauk! I'm doing another shortcut...ups!" Kayla quickly closed her own mouth.

Azka squinted her eyes. "Close-up? What adhesives?"

"Emm.. short, yes yes, short."

"What the hell lo, so gaje!"

Kayla pressed her lips. "Whatever I! Oh yeah, elo said tell me to come here!"

"Ambilin spoon!"

Huh huh? Kayla opened her mouth wide, she was completely inexhaustible with the man who was now her 'juragan' status, the man told her to take the clean spoon that was in front of her, though the distance is only one inch from the porridge bowl that Kayla had bought it.

"That's the spoon in front of you, why tell me!"

"Ambiland!"

Kayla grunts. "Yes yes I took it!" Kayla immediately took a spoon and thrust it on the 'juragan' it.

"Lo sat there, I want to eat the porridge you bought earlier," Azka said as she pointed at the chair beside her with her lips.

Seeing the porridge, Kayla remembered when she told the porridgeist to give 10 spoons of sambel on the porridge to be eaten by the man next to her.

Azka started stirring up her porridge, Kayla smiled demonically in silence.

"Hehehe.. rasain lo!" inner Kayla.

Azka put a spoonful of porridge into his mouth, the man smelled his mouth. "Hmm. kok pedes, yes," said Azka.

Kayla grunts complacently. "Well, 10 spoons of coy sambelnya," his inner.

"The color is also ijo gini." Azka put a spoon back in her mouth.

"Sambel porridge gituloh." Again Kayla sat up and smiled triumphantly.

"But.." Azka scooped back into her mouth. "Such, Kurdish mang porridge is second to none!"

What's!? No pungency of mouth!

Kayla's mouth was wide open, her eyes cengo seeing Azka continue to put the porridge into her mouth casually, but the girl could see the sweat that continued to pour the man's temples.

"Nih guy really not pesesesan? But that's what it's like, yeah," Kayla's mind.

Soon enough, the porridge eaten by Azka came to the last mouthful. "Hmmm... Come out, yaudah elo go home!"

"Huh? hmm. okay I go home," said Kayla.

Kayla also immediately left Azka, sometimes she looked back, the man only looked flat and occasionally smiled thinly at Kayla.

***

Why doesn't Azka know anything? Or is he just pretending? Let's guess the gangs. Wait for the continuation of it, friends.

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