Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!
Fighting is Not Fighting
Tiiinnn!
Cia closed both eyes, when she heard a horn from behind her. The girl already knew, whose car horn was behind her at this moment.
Because Cia was sure, no matter what and how cute her brother was, Gala would never leave him alone.
"Hey sad girl, need a ride?" gala Goda, even the man raised his eyebrows, when his car was already aligned with Cia.
Cia took a deep breath, wanting to curse but fearing the ungodly, but if not cursing eat the heart.
"You don't ride, if you don't stay!" gala threatened.
But the threat, successfully made Cia get into the car, even though it looks very lazy. The long-haired girl kept staring at the car window. The rain came back down, but before it was just a slow drizzle.
'Rain down again, Mr. Penghulu to rain is not it?' ask in the heart.
When he was discouraged even, Cia still thought of Alkan, the Father of Penghulu adoration heart. Both of her eyes stared wryly outwards, the rain getting heavier, making Cia even more worried.
'May you be well, ' Cia said in her heart.
"Why do you keep dreaming? think of Letoy? what did the guy in the workshop think?" ketus Gala's.
The man with the face of the judes, looks annoyed at the younger brother. Since normally Cia would be chatty half-dead, even the girl would point, every food vendor they passed by.
But now what? Cia prefers to be silent, her eyes are directed out, but looks staring blankly.
"Cici's hungry" said Cia, the girl seen diverting the question Gala gave her.
"If that guy cares about you, he'll fight. Don't even you fight him, can be big head later." Gala went back to discussing it, she didn't care if Cia reverted their discussion.
"Cici's hungry, brother!" cia said again, this time the girl looked at Gala.
The two of their neutrals met, Gala exhaled a rough breath, when she saw Cia's insatiable sour face.
"Here!" gala said, the man stretched out one of his hands, so that Cia could enter into his arms.
And without waiting, Cia immediately hugged Gala from the side. The girl cried softly in the arms of the Gala.
"Abang made Cici embarrassed, why did you say it was like Mr. Penghulu." muttered Cia restrained.
Gala frowned, when she heard the words of the girl, who was sobbing in her arms, one hand that held Cia, continued to gently stroke the head of the sister.
"Hulu? so that guy Penghulu, well why did not ask him, make your marriage the same as Maman aja." kekeh Gala.
Gala increasingly chuckles at Cia's clasping, she is so enjoying when her little sister is angry, or even sulking at him.
"Handering doang, yes it's a baper really, pantesan aja you are easy to play with the Penghulu that." Gala's lips.
Cia, who was calling her face under Gala's armpit, looked up. Cia stared bitterly at the man who was one gene with her.
"Sokay know!" kilah Cia's.
Even the girl immediately let go of her embrace, but before she moved away, Cia still had time to give a hard bite on Gala's arm, to make an impact.
"Aarrggh, washu pain!" as Gala said, he glared at Cia who was staring hostilely at him.
"People in love can be zombies gini yes, Dengerin Abang ya unyil. If it is a guy who said the penghulu, like you, seriously the same as you. He's the one who's gonna fight you, Grecia. Not you, who keep chasing him, raise a little self-esteem, don't get whipped!" gala sarcasm.
This handsome man with the devilish chili's mouth was indeed, never looking at the feather while speaking.
"Abang has never fussed anyway, so say it like that." Cia said, the girl looked back at the rain.
Gala raised her shoulders indifferently, hearing Cia's words. She had never felt in love, nor attracted to any girl in the past. If anyone asks, is Galaska Gavy Ranendra normal? the answer is normal, even normal. Gala is just not ready and has not opened her heart yet, to any girl.
"Cici doain, later if you've fallen in love with a girl, the baby reaches the blood cells! let's nyahok!" said Cia slightly cussed the brother.
"Oh, it can't be darling, it's him who will be bucin with this brother of yours." said Gala.
Cia sneered, we'll see. If one day Gala becomes a slave of love, Cia is the first person who will cut the tumpeng.
REKY WIRATMADJA
**AVOID ARTHAMA SYARIEF, THE SIMPLE
HAYOLOH CHOOSE WHO
YUHUUUUUUU DON'T FORGET LIKE VOTE COMMENTS GIFTS AND FAVORITES
SEE YOU NEXT TOMORROW
BABAYYYYY MUUUAAAAACCCHHH**
