Mr. Penghulu, Marry Me!

Stalkers

Grecia Vyga, a beautiful 20-year-old girl, looks to be staring at the wide mirror in her room. Today Cia is planning to attend someone's wedding, just because she wants to meet the ruler who will marry the two brides. Cia had to come with the groom's entourage, so as not to be too embarrassed.

"Pak Penghulu, your future wife came." she said confidently, a big smile with a thin lips kept on being imprinted.

Without him realizing it, Gala had already noticed his movements from the doorway. His two gray eyes, staring in wonder at his mere puppet sister. Cia looks like she is going to attend an event.

"Where are you going, you?" gala asked, the voice of the man with the face of judes made Cia surprised instead of playing.

But cleverly, Cia hid the look of the face. Slowly the two corners of his lips curved up, forming a sweet smile on the brother. With a slow step, Cia stepped closer to Galaska.

"Cici wants to talk first," said Cia calmly, but in her heart at this time, Cia shouted to tell Gala to leave. But Cia is still sane not to throw away the beautiful handsome brother, but so annoying.

"Where do you think you're stupid, 7am? the one with the wish is still missing!" sarcasm Gala to the sister.

Cia was holding her chest dramatically, the jolt of the elder brother she was used to hearing at all times. Because Galaska was already so, so Cia was no longer surprised.

"Abang, Cia wants to blow the spell. It is not possible if the one who has his wish is still sleeping, already ah Cia late. Keke was waiting at his house." said Cia quickly, he did not want Galaska to ask more questions.

"You go nganter manten, wear less clothes like that?" gala's speech made Cia's steps back to a halt.

The white-skinned girl was smooth without a stain, looking down to see her current appearance. Cia wears a dress below the knee, still looks polite, even without arms. To display a tiny tiny arms fluffy nan.

"Why? ordinary feelings in a dress?" sahut Cia a little sewot, Gala really likes to buy his time.

"Whatever! the important thing is if someone dares to poke your makeup later, just kick the bag of his shirt. Because Melody can't send you, she's punished with Om Luan." Gala said, the man turned around to leave the sister's room.

Cia spread her shoulders indifferently, all that would not rewind her steps, Cia would still go forward no matter what would happen, for the sake of Mr. Penghulu.

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Cia's smile expands when she and her friend named Keila, or more often called Keke, are already in the groom's entourage. Coincidentally the one getting married at the moment was Brother Keke's cousin, so Cia was a little relieved, not too shy of her point.

Cia was more sparkling when she saw the person she was looking for, sitting in a special seat for her.

"It turns out, he's here." murmured softly Cia

Whether coincidental or indeed fate, Mr. Penghulu also turned his eyes towards the group of grooms, where there is a woman who always thought of him at any time.

Cia who was not ready to see the handsome face of Penghulu face to face at this time, but inevitably, Cia was forced to have to see it this time. Cia's body continued to walk, but the look in his eyes, continued to stare unblinkingly at Mr. Penghulu who was putting on a friendly smile, at everyone who passed him.

Including Cia herself, even the man's dimples were visible. Adding to the impression of sweet and handsome simultaneously, it wanted to feel Cia yelling at the girls and young mothers who stared in admiration and desire at her puja.

STALKER PENGULU'S FATHER