My Lovely Onion
Red Onion
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"Dians".
Sezi instantly rotated his eyeballs. His body seemed weak, weary and lethargic when the name of the young man was mentioned by the mother. But he also did not dare to refuse when his mother said that it was his father's request.
Sezi's face turned gloomy as the old man's number one eyes in his heart looked at him fixedly as if saying 'marry him, father bless you'.
"You're the same Bian there was a problem what exactly?."
"Misunderstand me." Say it with a little lie.
"Daddy does not force if you do not want to be with him because of his imperfect condition. But what I want to ask is that you still like him?."
Sezi was only silent with a faint hint of slack in response if he chose not to continue his joy to the same young man.
"Try you think well, Bian may have been wrong with you and may not like you but far from it all could be because he is actually hiding the taste that he has so you do not fall the heart is too far away from him." The mother gave input to him so that he could think carefully.
Behind it all there is actually a deep fear in the minds of both parents Sezi if the youngest child falls in love with the wrong person. Not that they do not believe in the nature of a mate, just as much as possible they provide an understanding of how to deal with something until the child understands the condition and knows what path he will choose later.
There is no easy struggle for every living thing, whatever it is. Same with love. What Sezi's parents know is that Bian is a good child especially he has a family background that can be said to be successful in terms of obedient obeying, obeying, regardless of what happens to their daughters with absurd behavior is also stubbornness.
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Sezi thought about the decision that he thought was too hasty and did not consider the next step.
"Marriage because of bad taste will only make you tormented in a household heresy that will actually receive more trials both from the outside or from the inside." His mother's words made him think again.
Is his current feeling like it or just a bad taste because of the incident that happened to the man?.
"Am I forced to do it out of pity?. Or _ is actually this heart easy to meleyot?."
"Sezi, you stupid fool!."
"ERRRRGGGH!."
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This morning the female therapist was sitting in her room with a lethargic face. Either he has to tell who because he never once told for every problem he faced, but this time it is clearly different because the decision to marry someone is not as easy as gossiping about the opposite sex.
"The tangled face is very rich mop fabric." Cia had just arrived and placed a file binder in front of Sezi.
The woman simply stared without any intention to open it.
"What the hell?."
"Penning nutmeg ay!."
"Yes, but there must be a reason."
Sezi did not see how Cia frowned because of him.
"Ci, if anyone who has ever hurt your feelings asks for marriage how?."
"Who is it?. Is that what we mean?." Asked Cia who was immediately taken in by Sezi.
"That's not wrong?."
"The fatal thing is not, because not to us the karma but to him."
"Well?. How, how can the fat go to him?. So that's karma?."
"Don't understand karma or not, but obviously now that person is paralyzed."
"I swear I don't understand. Try to clear it from the root of the problem so I don't just look at it from one side."
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In the same section, Rina came back to visit the judges who were no longer judges by carrying a carton bag containing fruit pudding with a famous brand.
Rina pushed open the door of Bian's nursery and did not find the figure she was looking for other than Bitha who was taking something from inside the nightstand.
"Assalamualaik." He said to Bitha who had not seen her coming.
"Yes, did the Biannya come home?."
"Yet. Bian's still upstairs, there's action soon." Bitha explained to the woman she knew as her sister's office friend.
"Oh, yes, my brother. Ease bian quickly improved."
"Be careful, thank you." Bitha said while receiving a carton bag containing sweet snacks from Rina.
Bitha could only faintly shake at the sincerity of the hijab-wearing woman who seemed to like her only sister.
"Ease the soul mate of the sholeh." I pray for Rina.
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"You're married to someone who once insulted you?."
"My face is so rich?." Sezi snorted in annoyance.
"Emmh, not really."
"I feel like it's the same as him, rich what dong?."
"Yes married a man, he's paralyzed if you want revenge against him."
"It's really bad that's his name."
"That's what it is."
"I thought at first Ci, but if he died wondering how?."
"Will not!. He died also because of his non-death."
"Yes yes. But I told you 'yes' what about yok?."
"Catalin only. It is also impossible that he will make marriage until he wants to chase you. Moreover, the use of hajatan a day semalem with the condition."
"You're actually Ci. But wait, wait,
"Douh, what the hell?. Lots of buts!."
"And I've been meaning to ask for abort before and he's not willing to. Is it legal to marry without the consent of the woman?."
"When you object to it, you shouldn't."
"What's dong Ci so rich." Sezi slapped his forehead on the table.
"She tried to talk to him again. Don't use emotion, let him not emotion ngadepin you too."
Sezi was speechless thinking about Cia's words and intended to do so later after arriving home.
"Sez, the guy with the wedding must have a hot scene, right?." Cia again pulled out the uneg-uneg on her head. "How will you guys do?."
"Yes, too." Sezi seemed to come to think but then his brain refused as the shadow of Bian's face danced in his mind. "Your mind is far away!. Don't do that, let's not lose. He also can not stand, motion hard time want to ask so, In a dream that is so human!."
"Laki non, no matter how the condition he is still a man and definitely need!."
"It's not to be finished. Mending the focus of work, kumpulin money to make capital to europe." Sezi left his chair towards the storage room that was behind their seats.
"Yes Europe, where you planted stocks."
"Sudden woy." Beauty from within.
"Ngipi woy!." Cia giggled amusedly as she covered her mouth with a palm.
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