Pursuing the Love of Mr. Duda

Wanted to Give news

Day after day passed, the household life of Tari and Tama was getting better. It's just, Tama seemed to avoid his wife when the petite woman lightened something related to their night activities.

The dance that somehow wanted her husband every night had to lock her up, there was something that the woman had to protect.

Initially Tari wanted to immediately tell the news he got. However, seeing her husband's attitude lately that looks strange every time he invited her to wade through the beautiful paradise of the world together. Be the woman to keep it to herself.

And today he intends to tell the happy news to the father who has returned to health.

"Where are you going?" tanya Tama when she saw the dance that was neat with her clothes.

The petite woman's head turned towards her husband, he who was taking a sling bag also stopped moving it for a moment.

"You're ngampus. Oh yea! Dance permission to the father's house, yes My Lion," said Tari asked permission.

"Then wait 10 minutes, I change clothes first. It's 9 in the morning, right?" Tama again asked Tari who was ready to leave.

"Yes, um ... Dance ushered with Pak Jaka aja." Dance scratched the tip of her temple.

"We're one goal, so let me drop off. Wait 10 minutes, remember!" I immediately walked into a closet to change clothes.

The petite woman followed her husband's steps. He stopped the movement of Tama who chose clothes originally.

"His Mr Tama! Take the clothes do not just look directly take it. This is why the parents know! This one here, donker's blue shirt equals black pants." Dance took the shirt and pants hanging in the closet, then handed them to Tama.

The man's hand received the clothes given by his wife. He began to take off his clothes and replace them with a blue donker shirt of choice Dance.

"Buckoo! The button is wrong to enter, haduh now husband Dance kok makai clothes only have to dance to intervene." The little lady patted her forehead.

Tama held back her smile, Dari's face was really cute when annoyed.

"Bending down a little dong, dance not to know!" Waist-rigged dance, already know himself short. But her husband was standing straight when he was going to fix the button on his shirt.

Tama bent his body, he let his wife take over the role of buttoning his shirt. The man looked at the wife's serious face while putting the buttons one by one into place.

"Done!" Dance clapped as if she had just won a race.

"Now I want to change my pants, sure I still want to be here?" Tama's eyebrows went up and down with a slanted smile that adorned her face.

"What if Dance stays here?" tanya Dance astonishment.

"Fear you suddenly asked for rations" said Tama while holding his chest.

"His! Anyone who wants to ask for rations, yesterday just ask not to be loved," said spontaneous Dance. The woman immediately closed her mouth in a loss of control to brake.

In her heart, Tari continues to curse her careless self. Meanwhile, Tama laughed out loud looking at Tari's reddened face.

"Great nyebelin!" Dance stomped her feet in annoyance.

However, he immediately regained his senses and held his queen stomach for a while. Tama who saw that instantly stopped her laughter.

"Why? You sick?" tanya Tama with a face that changed worry.

Head Dance shook her head. "E-not really, this is because suddenly Dance kebelet. But now the kebelet is gone."

"Thank God it wasn't pain." Tama breathed a sigh of relief.

"Dance down luan deh, don't take long. Later Dance late."

The cup!

As fast as lightning, Tari kissed her husband's cheek on her tiptoe, then the woman left Tama who was about to change her pants.

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The iron horse that Tama and Tari rode on drove with a medium density. Along the way Tari follows the music that he really likes.

Dance and keep laughing

Although the world is not as beautiful as heaven

"Thank you for the power, our love in the world .. , continued sir!"

"Forever." The singing sounds of Dance and Tama blend perfectly together.

Tama who was driving the car could only shake her head. Really, the voices of the two of them blended perfectly. Perfect for making anyone's ears complain.

They both have no singing talent. Tama who did not want the wife to let out her disappointment, inevitably followed the orders of Dance when the woman issued the sentence 'song sir!'.

It did not take long, they finally arrived at the parking lot of the faculty where Tari studied. There have been no sharp gazes on campus since that time.

Because all campus residents already know if Tari is the wife of Tama Batara, lecturer and kajur in economic facts.

Even so, there are still some who gossip about the relationship of Dance and Pam Tama. Many guessed the reason for Tari to marry a man older than the petite woman.

Dance does not bother about this. Because for him while not harassing the family and physically injuring, he will not pull out his horns.

"Why in between to the front of the class anyway sir! Dance is already big," protested Dance to her husband in a whispering tone.

"What's so big? All yours is small" said Tama in the same tone.

Dance bent her face. "Huh dosing policy!"

"I went to my room. Oh yes, later if you want to go to my father's house. Let's go there together."

"That's okay, sir. Today Mr. Tama has an afternoon schedule. The dance went up ojol aja," said the woman refused her husband's invitation.

"All right, but coming home from my father's house picked me up. Understood?"

Dari nodded obediently, most importantly her husband was not there when he gave a news to his father.

The petite woman entered the class which still contained a few students. While Tama has walked to where his car is parked.

"Cie-cie .. which is delivered to the front of the same class Pak lecturer and husband," Raihan teased in the new Dance sitting next to him.

"What the hell lo! Early in the morning do not like to make people upset!" cebik Dance.

"Lately you seem to have been very much like me, Tar. What's your connection?"

"Either! I've been every look at your face, bring it to rage. Lo anyway! The aura is negative" said Tari without feeling guilty.

Raihan mentoyor his best friend's head. "Lo's son!"

Dari rubbed her head while opening her eyes at Raihan. The man who got the sharp look immediately let out his mainstay style.

"What does the princess want to eat?" ask Raihan gently.

"Batagor, chicken with the same lime juice," replied Tari with a face turned sweet.

"Ready to do Mr. Princess Mentari! This rich servant will treat with pleasure."

"Where's Nadia? Why haven't you come yet?" tanya Dari suddenly realizes that her other best friend is not in class.

"Maybe the jam is stuck, the class starts in half an hour." Raihan shows his luxury watch in front of Tari.

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As soon as the time came home, Tari immediately ordered an online ojek to go to her father's house which was actually very close to campus.

But, if the road if the walk is in broadseeds this is enough to drain sweat. Be he chooses the most efficient option.

Dari got off the motorcycle owned by ojol when he arrived in front of his father's house. His heart was pounding, he was curious as to what his father's reaction would be when he heard this news.

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