Polwan Beautiful Vs Gus Sweet..

Just Marriage

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Gurgling water from the fish pond filter continues to create a calm atmosphere that is more pleasant. A little froth that continues to march and make Koi fish fight each other, added with the hands of Nuril who occasionally throw it with pellets make the fish fish continue to scramble to the surface with the mouth wide open.

The sky at night is still the same as usual, just as hot as before before. And maybe because of this hot weather, to make Nuril's face continues to blush. But, if you look at her lips that occasionally arches a small smile. Obviously, it wasn't because of the hot weather that was going on. Except for a reason. And it could be, because of this morning.

Yes it is true. And evidenced by the head of Nuril who occasionally looks berbarangan with a smile that adorns his face. In fact, Nuril's second-hand swab is also no less proof, that Nuril is in shame mode but ....

Nuril's white legs extended into the fish pond made an overtime move left to right, adding to the visibility of someone around Nuril, that Nuril was thinking of something that made her blush in embarrassment. And it did not escape the sight of Papa and Mama Nuril. Until their arrival near Nuril can not be felt by Nuril.

"Smmm..." Papa Nuril's hand landed on Nuril's shoulder along with deheman slowly.

Nuril turned her head with a flat face, and turned annoyed as soon as she saw the faces of her parents smiling towards her with a mocking expression. That, actually isn't true. Only, Nuril alone felt that way, because of the previous debate about Mas Ainya.

Both of Nuril's parents were sitting next to Nuril, so Nuril was right in the middle of them and both of Nuril's hands were reached by both parents, so that the warm atmosphere was so thick. Nuril's left hand, which was held by her father several times in the elus by Papa Nuril. Nuril's right hand was warm in the hands of Mama Nuril's two hands.

"That's a fish that is yellow, is a fish that you buy when you want to go to AKPOL education, Wi." Papa Nuril said slowly.

"What's the truth, Pa.?" Nuril said with a somewhat shocked tone.

"Yes, and that white one, which you bought when you had your first holiday." Answer Mama Nuril.

"Hemm, it's grown big. Long enough Uwi did not see. Uwi had forgotten, because so much had changed." Nuril's head rested on her Papa's shoulder. Nuril's legs continued to move, making ripples in the fish pond.

"Kayak Mas Aimu." Mama Nuril said with a stranglehold. Nuril immediately turned her lips towards Mama, and managed to make Mama Nuril's laughter widen. "Alright, Ustadz your Salman." Mama Nuril said, successfully made Nuril sulk to her Papa spoiled.

"Pa, look at Mama."

Papa and Mama Nuril looked at each other for a moment, then it was like there was an agreement from both of them through an eye view that was not realized by Nuril.

"Ma, don't do it ah." Papa Nuril said, making Nuril grunt triumphantly towards Mama. But, it didn't last long. Because Papa Nuril immediately continued his words and made Mama Nuril cheer triumphantly. "But, Papa was also curious, Wi. How's your relationship with Uatadz Salman."

"What the hell, Papa. It doesn't really matter." Sergey Nuril quickly. It was certainly with a face that was flushed with embarrassment.

"The acid doesn't matter.Try on.."

"Ma, it's open.."

"Oh, the face is red. Shame but I want to." Cut the speech just keep Nuril and Mama Nuril do. To make Nuril really irritated.

"Pa, Mama is very nice. Help, Uwi dong." Rajuk Nuril's.

"Papa must help, Papa also want to know how your relationship and Ustadz Salman." Answer Papa Nuril.

"Ahh, everything's bummer." Nuril said by trying to release his hands from both parents. However, in vain. Because, it was seen once if both his parents wanted to talk seriously with Nuril.

"Come dong Pa, Ma. Please." Please Nuril.

The unequivocal arm of the head of Papa and his mother Nuril, made Nuril unable to do anything other than just surrender with the tightness of their togetherness. Two to one, and at this moment Nuril felt the presence of her sister as she expected.

No. Nuril didn't want to tell Ustadz Salman about his parents. It's just, it's a lot different now. If only Ustadz Salmannya it is not Mas Anya, and not the same person, obviously will be another story. This, how Nuril wants to tell, if the person Nuril loves is also at the same time the person he hates.

With a soft voice, Nuril Ahirnya slowly opened her voice and with a bow in holding the shame, thin lips Nuril continued to tell her closeness with Ustadz Salmanya or Mas Ainya. And in each of Nuril's stories, never at all his parents stopped to smile, because they felt funny about what Nuril and Gus Ali experienced.

Run away from each other, run away from each other. Instead, they fall in love somewhere else. And then, release each other in the name of ridho to the parents. Which finally gave way to the two to be together.

"Then it won't be hard now. Ustadz Salmanmu is Mas Aimu. So, everything will go well. And you can't have to leave tomorrow afternoon.". Mama Nuril.

"That's impossible, Ma. In a bond of service like Uwi, it is not easy to buy satay. People buy satay only if they want to cancel the order is also not as good as we just. What else does Uwi do regarding mandates and vows." Answer Nuril. Without having to clarify everything Nuril already knows enough the direction of this conversation in the dribble where. And that's not far from matchmaking of course.

"It can't be, Pa. Tomorrow we marry Uwi to Gus Ali before we leave.?" Mama Nuril said spontaneously. And that made Nuril immediately choke on his saliva until he coughed a great cough.

"Mama what the hell. Who wants to marry the Sarungan Temple." Nuril replied with a sewot tone.

"Lha right, it turns out the person you like is Mas Aimu, Wi. What else are you waiting for." Mama Nuril.

"Pa, say something." Melas Nuril to her Papa.

Papa Nuril just kept laughing and laughing looking at the cute looking Nuril. In Papa Nuril's eyes. Nuril's attitude that refused on the lips and assented through his gaze, made Papa Nuril could not bear to tease him.

"As you said, Wi. Everything will change. Like Mas Aimu, who became a figure you admired."

"Pa, who Uwi admires is Ustadz Salman." Nuril.

Both of Nuril's parents laughed again. "Ustadz Salman it's Mas Aimu, Wi. They're the same people." Mama Nuril.

"Different, Mom. They are not the same. That Ai is so annoying. Ustadz Salman is soft and sweet." Answer Nuril.

"That they are one different person. Just a different call." The Timpal Papa Nuril.

"Anyway different. Uwi does not want Mas Ai. Point." Answer Nuril.

"That means the same Ustadz Salman.?" Papa and Mama Nuril said almost simultaneously.

Nuril looked at the two quarantined and then stood up immediately. "Mighty fool. Anyway Uwi is not easy in the seduction." Nuril's jutek face was again drawn along with the laughter of Nuril's parents who were getting divorced.

"Tomorrow they will return to Banyuwangi, are you sure you don't ma.."

"Not Pa." Nuril said firmly and immediately stood up from his temple.

"Not what.?" Papa Nuril asked in a mocking tone.

"The shop is not." Nuril Ambigu.

"Sungungya Mas Aimu was good, Wi." Said Mama Nuril arrived and it managed to make Nuril's face flushed perfectly, because it was remembered by the speech of Gus Ali who discussed the matter of entering into the sheath..

"Then get married before you leave tomorrow." Shouted Mama Nuril, and it managed to make Nuril stomp his feet with a slap. However, there was no word of rejection from Nuril's lips.

"I don't think Polwan really like that." Mama Nuril before Nuril disappears behind the door.

Both of Nuril's parents smiled mysteriously, before Papa Nuril finally raised his postel and dialed one of the contacts. And at once his tone changed as his physical connection was lifted and the long conversation went on with a satisfied smile from both of Nuril's parents.

While Nuril continued to mengedumel not clear while walking towards his room. And berahir with back blushed embarrassed when the discussion about the sarong with Mas Ainya crossed his brain. And the word he said made the person who heard him think hard about getting into the sheath. Unsurprisingly Mama Nuril who just managed to insinuate her with bright light.

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The sarong again...

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