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Komat kamit Nadila's mouth grumbled. Sighs time and time again, wanting to put poison into Fujiko's drink. But still not allowed, the girl is the fastest way to get close to Raka.

"What are you doing?" ask Adinda, out of nowhere.

"To ask the waiter to make some tea for Fujiko." Answer from Nadila.

Adinda sighed harshly."You have to be patient with Fujiko, his parents have a business in the field of electronics. Pampered from childhood, to be honest Fujiko is sick, no one knows his life until when. Therefore his father left him to Raka, so that someone would look after him for the rest of his life."

Truly devious mother-in-law this one, her daughter-in-law is indeed sick dear miss kangen. Leave it for the rest of his life? Of course, they are married, so Raka does have to look after Fujiko all her life. Political language that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

Remember that! In the past, Adinda has fought more than a few stepmothers and half-siblings. Sly trick? Drop each other? It was common to maintain the pride and attention of his father.

How did she become Patra's wife? A struggle that is also not easy, conquering the heart of his father-in-law. Facing some conglomerate princesses who want her husband to use a variety of tricks. All he could do was stab with an invisible knife. As of this moment, the weak woman who was gripping a snake slowly lands.

"He's going to die?" tanya Nadila assured hearing.

Adinda nodded in confirming."No one knows his life until when. Even the doctor raised his hand."

The woman gave a rough breath. There is no need to be hurt on the one who is going to die. Even better, she can make Fujiko dependent on her. Slowly Raka will also be subdued, loving her for life, while remembering about Fujiko who will soon die.

*

While in the reading room, the young man came back seriously typing."You're moving out? Why?" tanyakanya.

"This is not free, if it returns at the boarding place then. We-" Fujiko's words are interrupted, with her lips quickly frowned upon.

"Smart, it's easier to do it outside the house." Puji Raka laughed a little.

"I want to go upstairs" whispered Fujiko.

"Basic," Raka laughed again.

The sound of laughter heard by Nadila. Open the door quickly. There is no affectionate gesture at all, like seeing a pair of friends or sister who joked. Nothing strange at all.

"What are you talking about?" nadila asked trying to smile.

"Love is not reciprocated!"

"Love is not reciprocated!"

Their answer was compact, then back to laughing. It was really hard to enter their conversation.

"You remember Ragil hiding his love letter?" ask Fujiko.

"I remember! I found it, even sold it to Evi for gossip material," Raka replied laughing again.

"You should drink, the tea will be cold," asked Raka's future wife who said two more months will be married.

"Thank you, rest. Let our son be okay. He needs to be healthy, I still have a job. It will also explain Fujiko's duties at her new workplace," explained Raka, leaving Nadila only smiling and nodding.

"Sister, I'll call the waiter to make milk for my sister and niece-to-be." A smile is seen on Fujiko's face.

Pissed off? But he couldn't himself not be upset. These two people showed his attention, already starting to like him. It cannot ruin your liking at all. Only relationships such as siblings or close friends, really visible from their gesture.

Brot!

"Sorry! Poison gas!" Fujiko chuckled, followed by Raka's laughter flicking at Fujiko's forehead.

Where is there a woman who does not keep the image in front of the man she wants to tease? Can only be patient until the age of this damned sister is over.

In the end Nadila decided to return to her room. Walk towards the room located on the second floor.

Simultaneously, Fujiko locked the door of the reading room from inside. His body was hugged from behind, his clothes stripped away by the young man who threw off his glasses and tie somewhere.

Why so submissive? Of course because of jealousy does not want Raka to be owned by another woman. Relinquished when his body was shaken leaning against the bookshelf. Or when things splattered on the floor, when all the objects on the table were dropped by Raka.

The truly brutal young man, when he had first sensed it, did not waste a single chance. However, the strange thing Fujiko can only claw slowly his body. Enjoyed everything her husband did.

Growing corn is fun, right? Until the day began to dissolve. Only moonlight enters the vent. Raka now only wears her trousers without a top. Fujiko wore her husband's shirt without underwear.

Sitting on a long sofa reading room. The two people who started to laugh a little, laughed at themselves. Feeling amused about their behavior and the new things they do. That's the friendship that somehow became like this. A really fucked up world.

"What's wet? Maybe there is already?" ask Raka who does not feel bad about the boss at all.

"Maybe! Junior miser is here." Answer from Fujiko.

"Want again?" an offer from her husband.

The woman shook her head, then kissed Raka's lips."After this explain everything to my parents and brothers so that they do not misunderstand later."

Raka nodded."It's not comfortable here, in the boarding house I can wear a button-up shirt and sit anywhere, '" he murmured.

"Yes, once in a while I also want to eat on the floor." Fujiko Grunts.

A couple of friends who find a miracle fall in love. The woman who discovered the fact how much her husband's savings balance. Rich? The poor? All of that does not become a benchmark of his happy self.

"I love you" said the words from Raka's lips as she kissed the tip of her head. The woman who realizes her happiness is not a matter of savings balance, but a problem in seconds how happy she is.

"Me too" replied Fujiko.

And at this moment he was happy, when he was a boarding boy, or the wife of a conglomerate child, his happiness with this young man. The young man who made her really comfortable. No hurt or lies, no need to maintain ethics.

The young man who was walking picked up a fizzy drink in a small refrigerator. Then walking, a beautiful face, the ideal body shape, was seen from a young man who did not wear a top.

Fujiko swallowed her own saliva. As usual, the young man put his hand on the back of his trousers. Scratching right on his pant*tnya. Very human once, they are newlyweds but spread a bad image to their partner.

The woman who in the end held back her own laughter.

"We better take a shower, there's a bathroom, right?" ask Fujiko.

"There, we take a bath in my room," Raka smiled, peeping briefly at his wife's lips.

A truly fulgarious appearance, a woman wearing only an oversized shirt, and a young man wearing only trousers without a top.

A smile was seen on their faces, with a frown attached. They kiss each other a few times. Is this sister brother's relationship? I don't know...

*

Until the morning before, as usual Nadila polished his appearance to impress natural. Walking down the stairs, he will make some videos today, then meet Pramana at the office, bring lunch bought at the restaurant.

Until his steps stopped. Fujiko wears an apron with the help of chefs and waiters to serve food.

Most Japanese food is actually strange if made breakfast. But somehow everyone laughed and smiled.

"Madilla!" the s*alan woman came to him."You just woke up? Today I'm going to move to the hostel, so I'm cooking as a thank you,"

"Fujiko even made you a great-grandfather, look! Really adorable." Pramana laughed, staring at the rice formed by Doraemon, with sausages and carrots like flowers. Egg rolls are beautifully laid out, there are also some seaweed, salads and fruit in different boxes.

"Why the boarding house!? Uncle told me to use uncle's apartment!" Heru smiled, and so did Tiara. In one day everyone was killed. Only Raka could hold her laugh while eating sushi.

"You are good to find a wife" muttered Adinda in a small voice.

"Talent from father," a strange answer from Raka.