My husband is my brother-in-law
Sweet
Kinan put his crackle on the table. Then, Imran pulled it and collected the kinan crackle so that everything was close to the crackle that Zira put there "Change clothes first" said Imran told
Kinan looked at Imran for a moment and then he obeyed
"She has not prayed yet" he asked again as they climbed the stairs
'Tumben really asked' Kinan stopped and then turned his head down "Sholatnya had already" he replied a little afraid
Imran looked at him seriously and stood in front of him "Yes changed"
Again Imran told and then followed Kinan back
-
Imran is still sidelined in passing on what Kinan is working on
"Why is Mas there" asked with his change of clothes that Kinan still hugged
"Wait"
"Wait who?"
"Yes waiting for you. Waiting for who? Zira's not in the room here"
Kinan's mouth tapered "Yes not so Mas. Embarrassed"
"Shamefully. Her husband is ashamed. Ashamed to be home late? Good though. Her name knows that she came home that night to torture her husband"
Kinan looked at Imran "Torture how?"
"Torture makes your husband hungry. Already changed, hunted. Waiting for a really good catfish"
"Yes down dong, there out"
"No. Nobody comes out. I'm waiting for you to change it's nothing, but let you spit. Chakra"
Kinan smiled amusedly. There was something strange about her husband
Kinan advanced, then turned Imran "Facing there"
Imran is facing the door "Hm, you are"
-
Imran, Zira, and also Kinan, had already gathered in the dining room
Everyone was sitting quietly except for Kinan
Imran Dan Zira was still watching Kinan who was busy with his hunting this afternoon
Still noticing
Kinan dismantled the first crackle. And it turns out it's a woman's accessory
Imran let his wife divide the various bracelets and so on
Kinan split between his and Zira's "Zira, this is yours" Kinan thrust the item
"So Brother paid how much was this prison?" Ask Zira
"Forgotten" he answered busy
"Well, how do I keep paying him?"
"For you free, Zira. I've already told you. Yesterday, I had a windfall. Tokoku can order snack box. And you know, from tomorrow onwards, that company will be my regular customer, Zira"
In the heart of Imran smiled.
"Oh.." - Zira
"Don't just oh. I told you a story" Kinan said, still busy
"Yes, yes I heard. Only, the time Kinan Kak story was still on the market. So, a little noisy and not whimpering" said Zira turned to Imran
Imran nodded. But when Kinan thrust something at Imran. Imran is back pretending to be upset
"What is it !!" Asked Imran coldly
"Toys. This is for Mas" Answering at the same time handing over a small comb and also a prayer beads made of wood
Imran didn't take it. He stared for a moment then looked at the next crackle "Open. Especially that"
Kinan re-unpacked the contents of the crackle randomly. It turned out to be food
Kinan started lowering "Cilok, egg roll, tofu symptoms, tofu meatballs, meatballs, macaroni eggs-"
"Not to mention all!! So much food, who wants to eat??!" Still Imran. And this time Imran's anger was unpredictable
"I pity you as a merchant, so I bought"
"All??"
Kinan nodded
"You have pity on the merchant. Not all traders take it home"
Kinan looked down sadly "Mas, I'm hungry" he said in tears
"Udah know hungry, why do not wear time" Imran still intimidates "Sit" He told when he knew Kinan's eye pelupkan no longer held back tears
Kinan sat down softly "Mas was never a difficult person" Kinan wiped his tears that began to divorce "So nyepelein"
Imran. His wife's weapon has made Imran no longer dare to continue his action
-
Kinan poured all the food into the pot. Then warm it up on the stove that is on the table. After the food is warm, Kinan divides it into a plate
"Zira. Here's toyou. This is for you as well Mas" he said pushing each one before Zira and Imran
Because Kinan's stomach was already rumbling, he did not have time to pay attention to the two sisters anymore
Kinan woke up after his stomach felt full
Kinan looked at the two, it turned out that the dish in front of the two of them was not touched
Kinan accents Zira
"I told you, Brother. I don't like it"
"How will the food go?" Kinan asked with a sad face
"Yes, don't know. My stomach isn't a Dora emon bag like Kak Kinan's" and then Zira went into the room
"Zira!!" Call him like he's asking for help
"Sorry Brother. I'm not lustful"
Kinan looked sad again when he saw the whole food in front of Imran
Kinan suddenly pulled him from before Imran "Yes already. Everything for me. To eat tomorrow"
"Wait" Imran took the faded ice cendol, then sucked it up. Imran's forehead wrinkled "Not sweet"
"Times. It was so sweet" Kinan stood beside Imran, then sucked it up
"So sweet??" Ask Imran
Kinan shook his "Es the stone faded" Then Kinan picked it up and wanted to throw it away
"Eh, please stay"
"Dump"
"Don't. Cyniins. Let me spend it"
"But it's not sweet, Mom"
"Belvin. As long as you sit there with a herd, it must be sweet" he said with curved lips
Kinan smiled awkwardly "Yes I've been waiting for. Eating the meat, huh ? Keep giving a lot of love"
Imran nodded then realized instantly "Ih, do not want. My stomach is sensitive if I eat too much sambal"
"A stomachache?"
Imran nodded
"Can I Look at Mas"
"Ngapain look after you"
"Sweet one said Mas"
"Easy-after. Here, I've gone to the laper"
-
Temporal
On the street in front of Imran's house
Ali and his friend were there
"His kin moved here? Follow who?" Ali asked himself
"Maybe his uncle, boss. Earlier the boss said his sister would mention to the girl who drove earlier" Saut Ali's men
Some time stalking there, Ali's men saw the shadow of women and men entering the room that was blocked by the curtain
"That's who the boss is" point it at one of the still-bright rooms yourself
Ali followed the finger of his men "If you see the body gesture, it's like Kinan"
"Keep the other one? Like a guy's body, boss. Higher than the girl who was driving"
Alipun guessed
After a while, the lights were turned off
"Or don't-don't....??"
"What??" Ali asked with a question mark
"The boss' girlfriend"
"Kinan's girlfriend??"
His men nodded
"No way?"
"If so, we'll investigate the boss"
-
Kinan went into the room. But Imran looks indifferent and focuses on his phone
Rather than bewildered, Kinan sat down on the sofa
"Why sit there?" Still focused on his phone
Kinan did not answer
Imran stood up "It's night, rest"
"I'm still full, Mom"
Imran grabbed Kinan's hand, then rubbed Kinan's stomach "Eat him, if you eat by the rules"
Imran passed Kinan's stomach "Feeling to eat a lot, kok not distended ya"
