Marrying my Best Friend's Cousin

Mysteriously

"Mas I'm pregnant,"

Nathan who was rolling to and fro on the bed immediately confirmed his position. He looked at the face of the woman who had been his wife, hugged the slender body of Caca who was still standing in front of him.

"Why didn't you tell me?"

"What the hell did that matter?" Caca let go of Nathan's hand that was coiled around his waist.

"Why?" Nathan scrunched his forehead, looking at Caca who folded his hands on his chest with her lips pressed forward. The girl sulks.

"I'd like to see my grandfather's grandson yesterday" she said.

"Who?"

"Mas Al,"

"Huh?" Nathan thought about who his wife meant, but was immediately shocked when Caca mentioned the man's real name.

"Well, get there again? Fascinated by the Tornado? I'm less of what?" Nathan clucked, not accepting if Caca lured a sweet smile of a beautiful face of an Ipul.

"Topan, not Tornado!"

"Just like!"

The two beings who had gotten along, now choose to stay with each other's positions turned back, have an equally high ego makes them not want to succumb.

"Old man!" Caca crashing the table made Nathan who was sitting in front of the mirror while pulling his mustache dropped to the floor.

"What did you say?" the chocolate bead sharpened, staring at the wife like an eagle that would tear apart its prey.

"Old man, why? Wrongly? If you don't want to take me to the place yesterday, I'll go alone!" Caca pushed Nathan then walked outside the house.

"Ca, where are you going?" Nathan pursues Caca's steps away.

Meanwhile, a mysterious woman is stalking them, smiling as she calls someone. "Do now!"

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"Hahaha how ugly it is like Om Zafran!" the two-bodied woman laughed out loud, seeing a silly scene from a character in her favorite movie.

"Mrs..." Zafran is powerless because Tifani's body moves actively in his lap, let alone his current self in a bound state.

"What?" Tifani turned her head, but the look on her face seemed unfriendly, she was upset because her old husband disturbed her concentration.

"Lepasin," the man whined as he raised his hands held together by a bra strap belonging to his wife. It is not that Zafran is unable to let go, but he is afraid to make Tifani angry.

But Tifani suddenly deaf, he refocused his eyes on the television screen. Zafran, who had lost his patience, forcibly removed the bond, he lifted Tifani's body and took her to the room.

"Of! The movie is not finished!!" tifani shouted while hitting Zafran's shoulder.

"After a while," the man laid his wife's body down slowly, ignoring the lemes' moving mouth, Zafran took off his clothes.

"What are we going to do?"

"Finding heaven, the world,"

"Where?"

"Here,"

Tifani who felt she was still innocent also put on a bego face, letting the husband who undressed her.

"What's wrong?" the man's forehead wrinkled, seeing his wife pull the blanket to cover his body.

"Cold, I'm going to bed. Mending Om cook, I'm laper!"

Shocked, Zafran sighed as Tifani was already fast asleep. Failed to get intake rather than having to face the lion in the form of his wife.

Half-delayed*ng, Zafran went to the bathroom, flushing his body with cold water to drown out the heat that was seething within him.

The risk of having a young girl's wife, Zafran must have extra patience, especially now that there are seeds that have grown in the womb of Tifani, making it even more crazy to face the behavior of his wife.

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