My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Susu

The day started that afternoon. Everyone has returned from their respective activities, including Tiara and Heru, a married couple who are still thinking about the fate of their only son.

Immanuel has been missing for almost two months, as has Barbara. Barbara's father even deployed many people to look for his daughter, but there was no result at all. It is similar to those who seek Emmanuel. If you love each other, why not just say it? Everything can be discussed. Why you should run away from home. A really strange path he thinks.

"Here," Fujiko gave me two boxes of chocolate."Can calm the mind. Hopefully Immanuel will be found soon, sorry he must have run out of money out there. Uncles and aunts should also remain calm and take care of their health."

"Hopefully my cousin br*ngsek will soon be found, so there is no honey in my marriage!" inner Fujiko with a face still faithfully smiled.

"Thank you" said Tiara stroking Fujiko's hair. Slightly glanced at Nadila who was taking pictures of their dinner dishes. Really don't care about him anymore. Is this the future son-in-law first?

Is this the real face of Nadila? That was what Heru and Tiara had in mind at the moment. Control the situation in a subtle way, change the topic of conversation, make people think badly of the opponent. Experienced materialistic woman.

Do not think being kind and obedient alone can maintain a household or career. But looking for a lot of better relationships, no matter being a wolf in sheep's clothing or a tangent in wolf's hair. The one with the most supporters wins.

But only for a moment until Pramana comes. The only person who always plastered kuntilanak (Nadila) this."Grandpa must take care of his health. I told the chef to just put a little salt on the grandpa's food so Grandpa's blood pressure doesn't go up."

Fujiko just ate while bowing silently. He let all this. Wh why? Because it's not his hand that's gonna move.

"Dad, Fujiko made you a dessert. Maybe you'll like it." He smiled at his father. It is like he has a daughter. However, only Fujiko paid attention to them.

"Fujiko if doing good is not fanatical, like someone," a scathing insinuation from Tiara, made Nadila glare at him.

"What's!? Why look at me like that? You want to take an older one!?" tiara growled, drinking her water.

Fujiko silently smiled, then tucked the hair in her ear."My uncle and aunt praised me too much. That's my habit. At least make one dish, after delicious or not."

"Auntie is just being honest. You look better than hypocrites." Tiara's spell is full of emphasis.

The relationship with Nadila was pretty good. Shopping together, even attending various parties, as prospective daughters-in-law and in-laws are quite familiar. But everything changed since Immanuel disappeared, rather than follow Nadila even more to corner Immanuel in front of Pramana. There is no communication at all, even if you send a message there will be two blue ticks without a reply.

This is the real face of his dream daughter-in-law. Perhaps he was a little grateful that Immanuel had escaped. If not after marriage later will look his true nature, it is too late.

But Tiara could only sigh considering her granddaughter who was in Nadila's stomach."Patience,"hey.

"Rafa, this is for you," Nadila smiled, turning her mind, putting the shrimp on Raka's plate.

"Thank you, Fujiko, by the way, why don't you go with Grandpa to the company. You can learn more than being a factory employee." Raka smiled, staring at her grandfather waiting for a reaction.

Not understanding and hard to guess. However, it is the safest place for Fujiko to side with Pramana.

"No! I-" Nadila's words are interrupted.

"Grandfather?" Raka knitted her forehead.

Pramana sighed smiling then nodded. Taking a quick glance at Raka, eat her food quietly.

It's not like what's on Raka's mind. The grandfather should have refused, against everything connected with Fujiko. Does Pramana really not know Raka is married?

If it had, maybe Fujiko would have gotten rid of her. But I don't know, he can't be rash. His eyes glanced at the calm looking Adinda, smiling to himself like a madman.

Occasionally look towards his phonecell. What does it look like there? Raka is not clear, is her mother cheating? Her mother was like a teenager in love.

'When do we meet again?'

The message sent by her husband, complete with a photo wearing a men's kimono with the upper part open, shows the ideal body shape that makes Adinda want to scream. Jesus, it's kangen here, but if you've met, several times already lost against her husband.

'Wicked Gate!'

Reply from Adinda, smiling to herself. Ala teen addicted tik tok. No matter what is important dry land has often been cultivated and flowed water.

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Now that he had entered the break, everyone was in his room. Slowly two people crept out. Right, that's Nadila making drinks for Raka. A glass of warm white milk mixed with sleeping pills. His goal? Once Raka feels guilty for having fucked her that long too Raka will be bound to ensure their marriage.

Unaware Fujiko saw everything, her fingers clenched, her face smiling. She was really vengeful, No matter what, Fujiko had not come for two days. What if the child has grown?

His son must share the affection of the father, must share the inheritance as well. As the mother-in-law said, women do not know themselves, must be faced in a way that does not know themselves as well.

Fujiko walked quickly to Raka's room. But for only about a minute, the woman came out again, paying close attention, hiding in the dark living room.

Sure enough, Nadila was seen knocking on Raka's room door. As usual, the young man let her in.

"I made milk for you." Nadila said a glass of milk.

"I'm at work. Just put it down," Raka sat on her bedroom sofa, refocusing on her work.

Not long after the sound of the door being knocked back was heard. Slowly Raka opened it, seeing Fujiko there carrying a glass of milk.

"Ma. sorry to interrupt. Sister-in-law is here. I'm so embarrassed. Understandably still a girl," said Fujiko cengengesan, but originally held back the annoyance.

"Well what else is Benalu's sister-in-law? She must have wanted to mess up the plans tonight." Nadila's inner self tried to smile.

"Have you made milk? Then this is for Nadila's sister. Enjoy a cold night." Fujiko runs away, giving Raka a glass of milk.

"He left? Tumben?" the words, which Nadila did not say, looked in wonder at her brother-in-law br*hsek.

The door closed, along with Raka who again sat near Nadila. Put two glasses of milk that has a similar glass.

"Raka drink the milk first." Pinta Nadila, thrusting her glass.

"Em," Raka who was too focused with the laptop dropped a little milk on her own thigh."Agh!" he said put the glass back on the table.

Quickly Nadila took the opportunity, cleaning Raka's trousers using a tissue. Their eyes met for a moment. Raka just smiled at him, then again grabbed the glass that was on the table.

A cold night? Maybe just for Fujiko, sister-in-law doesn't know herself. Tonight he will confirm his status with Raka.

The young man was seen going up and down, drinking milk containing sleeping pills. Not wanting to do so, just wanting Raka to assume they already did.

"You drink too, although not the milk of pregnant women but at least good for health. You're pregnant but still working, I'm sorry for you and our son." Raka smiled brightly, making Nadila drink another glass of milk.