My husband is my brother-in-law
Imran Pupil Example
The day of training arrived
This time Imran allowed Kinan to attend because it was already scheduled
As Kinan stood teaching the material in front of him, Imran continued to stand behind him
"Mas, I'm sitting down. I'm strong, I don't pa-pa" Kinan said looking back
"Yes go on anyway. Consider me sitting there" Appoint Imran towards the members' seats with his chin
This small debate invites the members to stare at his mentor
Plus, the existence of Imran who continues to stand behind him, makes some members misfocus because it is overshadowed by the handsome man behind the mentor
"That's Mak Kinan's husband, isn't it Mak?" Ask one member to the other
"hey are. If it wasn't possible that close"
"That's funny. Her husband did not sit. Uh, but I think there's something different, Mom?"
"Which different?"
"Kayak is not the first one we saw posted early on that page"
"meaning?"
"I saw his profile yesterday Mak Kinan. Not intentionally -" The member took his phone in a bag "Shortly. I saw it, Mak"
The phone is in his hand. Then disrol training in various cities, early Kinan opened his online course to make donuts
"Look, this is her husband Mak Kinan, right?"
They also match each other's faces from the veranda and also real in front of the eyes
They looked at the late Aaltaf who was in Kinan's daily room and looked at the real Imran before their eyes
"Like but Mak. It's similar, but a little different"
"Ha-ah yeah"
"Don't her husband oplas times huh, Mak"
"Then anyway. Used to be cute. It's cute now"
"But still different, Mak" This member is keukeh with his stance, which is different people "OK, We see again yes, Mak" he said while dismissing the latest video upload "This, ni ni"
"Sama, Mommy" replied the other one who did not believe
"Not that one. The other, Mama. This one's. Yes, this mama"
They also match each other carefully
"Ha. Aye yes. The more here Sir-'s face"
"Sir Imran"
"Yup. His face was more mature and firm"
"That's what I mean Mak"
"Oh, what don't-don't?---"
"Please the back. Look carefully, Mother. As you learn, try to study seriously. If you want to gossip, there is a time, okay Mak" Kinan's words suddenly touched those who were gossiping ria
The two members were silent for a moment
"okay!!" Answer members simultaneously
Imran smiles. It turned out that his wife's vision was very observant
After the final learning, as usual Kinan gave an example of how to paint doughnuts "What would you like to taste?" Ask Kinan to doubt
Imran rarely asks for donuts or other cakes. If you want to, it seems to change. Sometimes I like this taste, it depends on the mood
It is different with Altaaf. Ah, the Altaaf is Kinan's past. Kinan should be able to move on
"Mango flavor. Any mango flavors?" Imran asked in the end
'It's no different. No standpoint. Mulu's substitutes'
Imran skinned Kinan's nose "Hey... Even daydreaming"
Imran action turned out to be a lot of people who saw
"Cuit money...." Tempt the members who stood right in front of Kinan
Kinan realized after there was a plunge from his student "Ada Mas, this" Kinan raised the whole box containing a mango-flavored glaze
"here, here. Let me open it" Imran easily managed to open it
"Had You?"
Imran nodded "Already. Can I try it?" Imran wants to learn like the rest of the members
"No need, dirty ntar"
"No problem washing your hands. Beres" Simultaneously, Imran had already picked up one of the donuts that Kinan had yet to polish
"Hm, yaudah deh" Kinan resigned
First, Kinan stirred the glaze before using it to apply it over the doughnut
After that Kinan immediately took a triangular plastic that had been filled with vanilla and chocolate flavored glaze. Both are applied in order. After being spilled in a twist, Kinan took a toothpick to paint on the doughnut earlier
"Tara.... Beautiful, isn't it Mak???"
"Wah has Mak Kinan is really pretty without any side melt. Very neat ya Mak" Praise one of the members and be taken by other members
Apparently, Imran is also no less eager to polish the wheel-shaped bread
"Honey, mine is also not less cute than your doughnut.ni" said Imran made Kinan gawk
'How beautiful is Mas. Belepotan all. The flowers are also Kempis next door' It feels like laughing but Kinan does not dare
"That's pretty. Yaudah, would you eat anything to put next to mine?"
"Put it down" Imran replied making Kinan glare in disbelief
"OKAY. Here, put Mas"
Everyone who saw the results from Imran, wanted to ngakak. But as Kinan just sat there and whispered to each other
Kinan took off his rubber gloves. Then take a tissue and wipe Imran's hand as a boy wears out the watercolor toy "Dibersihin first. Sticky later You Mas"
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After finishing training, Imran brought Kinan to where his uncle's house in this city is Papa Fariz and Mama Hawa (Wife For My Son By Harsupi Fakihudin)
After arriving, Imran took Kinan directly to the back, where this family always gathered there
"Mas, the house is huge. Rich your house Mas"
"My house is your house"
Kinan nodded "But similarly, deserted people huh Mas"
"Usually, they're behind" he said
This time Kinan had only come to this house for the first time
And true
Grandma Sifa was sitting in a rocking chair with white hair that was a bit smeared on her head
"That gemma" said Imran while holding Kinan to go there
Imran bent "Gemma... Looky. Who's coming"
Oma Sifa opened her eyes "Eh, Brother Imran huh?"
Imran smiled as he nodded
Imran hugged Oma Sifa "Gemma again what??"
Not yet answered, suddenly Mama Hawa appeared "Eh, Sister Imran apparently? Deck !!!" Greet Imran and call Art here
The four Artes appeared in droves to meet Eve "Ready Ma'am"
"Eh, the other two are in"
Mama Eve's answer made Kinan gawk at "Mas"
"Mama Eve did. Humble's guy"
"Oh"
With the sumringah the two housekeepers retreated in order
"Ready Ma'am"
"Make a drink and bring snacks for Kak Imran and his wife" said Mama Hawa in the end
The two nodded in understanding then walked towards the kitchen
"Since Gemma there were no bosen-bosen toy threads. Make up what, Ma" asked Imran to Oma Sifa
"Ma, understand this who's coming who's not Ma?" Ask Mama Eve to Oma Sifa
"Look"
"Keep, who did Mama make that for?"
"Make him"
"Tu, for you, brother"
"Then anyway. But this is for babies. Not for me Ma"
"Oh, don't you guys fill up? Usually the instinct of Mama is so" Guess Mama Eve
"Masa" Imran nudged Kinan's arm
"Fatiha was pregnant as well. I'm busy making baby hats, shoes. Especially first, huh?"
"Sweeter" answered Oma
"A right"
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