Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Modus

"Why did you come here? want to make a mess in the workshop Brother?" galaska asked the sister.

The mouth of the bule-faced man continued to babble, but both hands were busy braining the motorbike.

"Cici just wanted to stop by, time can't be." said Cia annoyed, both corners of his eyes silently glanced at Alkan, who was busy braining mobile phone.

The man in the black jacket was just silent, even the Hijau was reluctant to glance at what else was staring at him. Cia was thinking what is possible, Alkan is abnormal? the man always threw away his face when they met. Whereas usually, if other men will definitely steal a glance, or even stare clearly.

What else does it look like now, even though Cia has covered her thighs using a Gala jacket, but it will not be able to make the men turn their faces away from her. But what now, Mr. Penghulu instead reluctant to glance at what else to stare.

Alkan was even seen sighing violently many times, and it did not escape the sight of the two eyes of Grecia.

Jde!

The sound of lightning and rain arriving came down, making Cia and Alkan compactly look out of the workshop. Even both of them sighed simultaneously, without being noticed by the two.

"The motor is fine!" gala said, and it made Cia and Alkan look at her.

Even Alkan again had to see Cia, who was sitting not far from the Gala. Alkan, meanwhile, was seen keeping a safe distance with Cia at this time.

"But, it's still raining, just wait for the rain to subside first." continued Gala, while cleaning the workshop tools.

"Thank you, Mas." said quietly Alkan, the man got up from his seat and walked towards the cashier's desk. Even Alkan passed by Cia just like that, with no desire to glance at what else to look at.

After making the payment, Alkan sat back in his chair earlier. The rain outside is still heavy, unfortunately again Alkan forgot to bring a coat. If he's raining rain, he's sick and all the files and laptops in his backpack can be damaged.

"If you want, I-I want to make it for you, let it be a bit of an angel that." the tweet was slow and hesitant, even the girl glanced back and forth to make sure of something.

"Thank you, but don't. It will trouble you, soon I will also go home." subtly reject Alkan, making the girl smile wryly.

'This is rejected, not very good Mamiii! nawarin tea was rejected raw raw, what else if nawarin love equal affection.' strangled the girl's heart, which is none other than Grecia Vyga.

Whether ideas and courage from where, Cia asked and offered something simple to Alkan. Whereas earlier, Cia was confident that Alkan would accept his offer.

"E-doesn't ngerepotin really, seriously. Wait yes I made it first." forced Cia, without waiting for the girl to rise soon.

Not forgetting, Cia wrapped her jeans around her waist. Cia was afraid that Alkan was uncomfortable with his current daily appearance.

Cia's steps came to a halt, as she only realized something. What is possible, Alkan who had earlier thrown his face away from him, because the pak penghulu was uncomfortable seeing his appearance which was quite sexy at the bottom.

'Aaakkhh, sir penghulu must be ilfil same as me, right? anyway why are you wearing these pants anyway, Ci. Look at your beloved ruler ilfil will be, not because he is not normal, but because it is too normal so he avoids.' shriek Cia's heart, even silent he turned his head, he turned his head, to make sure that Alkan is still in his place.

''There is still, thank goodness. Okay Cici, let's cover her body for a moment with Bang Galak's jacket, don't make your future husband ilfil, before you move," said slowly Cia, while returning to step foot into the small kitchen that is in Gala's workshop.

IT'S PRETTY YET