Marrying my Best Friend's Cousin
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Instead of getting special attention when sick, but instead get a lecture from the mother. It was experienced by a man who was lying in bed, there was no wind, there was no rain, Nathan suddenly had a fever in the morning.
"Everything is hunting for a partner, at least when you are sick someone takes care of you!" bu Leli nagged her son.
Nathan did not answer, his mother's speech was felt absolute, inviolable, willing to argue was free.
"This meal used to be done that take medicine, there is no reason not to take medicine because it is bitter, as long as you know that everything sweet is painful!" giving a bowl of porridge to the child, even though he actually felt annoyed at his son, but his name is a mother would also worry if the child is not okay.
Nathan also took a seat and leaned on the back of the bed. Tasteless and bitter, that was all his tongue felt when he ate rice porridge filled only with salt.
"Udah full buk," Nathan finished his meal, leaving only half the porridge. The man took the medicine, though it felt very bitter, just like his current life.
"Aaawwhhh hot buk, what's the water using anyway?" lamented Nathan because he felt that his eel was plastered with hot iron.
"Rooking water! Very spoiled anyway, this is just warm water, you shut up or mother stick duct tape in your lemes mouth!" threaten Ms. Leli for feeling anxious with her child who does not want to be silent.
Turning to the man who was enjoying a plate of rice with a side dish of egg ceplok rada charred because the man forgot to shrink the fire.
After feeling enough, he was getting ready to go to the cafe pioneered by him and his two friends about six years ago. Now the cafe has grown and opened branches everywhere.
"Older Nin?" Zafran saw his best friend who was struggling with his laptop while holding his son who is often called Vano.
"Lumayan, tumben Nathan isn't here? Oh yes, there was a new employee, her name is Jessica, my cousin," the woman glanced at her best friend and turned to look at the sleepy-looking Vano.
"Gue doesn't know either, baby Vano. Sleepy huh? Here's the same om Zafran aja," the man scooped the tiny body of Vano, the one-year-old baby was according to, in contrast to his twin who was choosy.
"Why face? Hands, thighs too. Do you keep a cat?" while holding Vano to fall asleep, Zafran saw many scars on the part of Vano's body.
"Geez, who is Sheila now?"
"Follow Reza to the workshop," Nindi answered her questioningly.
"It's no shame that Sheila is a teenager, eleven and twelve is like her!" passing to a special room that is available in the cafe, Zafran laid Vano's body carefully.
"Lo's like kids, huh? Starting from Zahra to Vano, even Sheila was also sticky as lo," Nindi leaned her body on the sofa.
"Gue isn't the handsome Nathan but the boy's fear,"
The two of them laughed considering that until now Nathan was very difficult to take the attention of Nindi's children. Especially the little Sheila, instead of being able to hold her body, not anything that adorable baby had already taken out her fangs.
"Sir Nindi, here's his coffee, uh there's a handsome guy, fix him my future husband!" shouted a girl who was none other than Caca.
"Whisper!" while throwing the magazine at Caca, Nindi gave a sharp look at the twenty-two-year-old girl.
"This is lo's cousin?" Zafran frowned.
Nindi responded with a nod, she took a sip of the coffee brought by Caca.
"Lumayan anyway, just less high and calm," Zafran chanted.
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