
"So you went to Japan?"
Shaka's steps stopped, when he saw the Mother talking to someone outside the fence.
The maroon-shirted man approached, settling down like a stalker. Even Shaka had to wrestle with the flower bush, so that he could hear clearly the chatter of his Mother.
"So Bun, maybe tomorrow if not the day after tomorrow, Rumi will go to Japan,"
Both of Shaka's ears swayed, when he heard the voice of the girl who had been acting foolishly to him for a few days.
What did the Japanese devil say?
Is that girl leaving the country? tomorrow or the day after? Shaka tightened both his jaws. Somehow he did not like it, when he saw Harumi just kept avoiding him for some time.
It seems that the oriental-faced girl just does not want to talk to him, the proof is that Harumi is still friendly and willing to talk to Mother and even other family members.
"Yes, Mommy can only do the best for you. Mother also doain, hopefully Rumi can be a guy there - handsome, rich, good, and certainly sensitive," continued Cia, it looks like the three-child woman deliberately said it.
"Aamiin, thank you Mother," Harumi said.
While Shaka, the man who is still hiding behind the flower bush, is seen biting the small twigs in his hands. He wanted to scream, DO NOT be as loud as possible, but the sense of prestige and ego beat everything.
"Ck, what do I care! not if the Japanese devil does not exist, Arshaka's life will be peaceful" he chanted softly.
All the words that came out of his mouth at this moment, were very inversely proportional to the contents in his heart.
Shaka denied it, rest assured that one day the man would definitely regret everything.
"That's it, why I'm like a man with a lack of work. Salma is waiting! because of ck nyusahin anyway!"
Somehow Shaka even misuh misuh himself, even though today he has exchanged appointments with Salma-the girl he likes for the past 3 years. But after she accidentally heard the words of her Mother and Harumi, her mood plummeted instantly.
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The rabid girl, the instant hijab-wearing woman walked towards the kitchen. The time has already shown at 05.20 am, after taking a junub bath [mandatory] and then praying at dawn, Aisya decided to prepare breakfast. The woman let Arion continue his sleep, after the congregational dawn prayers.
Aisya slightly grimaced as she felt pain and discomfort, in the lower part of her body. Aisya did not expect, that his first experience would be impressive like this.
Arion impaled her so gently, even as she felt pain - and shed tears, Arion offered to stop. But since he did not want to upset Arion, on their first delayed night Aisya shook his head, asking Arion to continue until the end.
And now Aisya had to feel the effects. Delighted but so sick, what will probably always hurt when Arion returns,
"Don't daydream,"
Aisya flinched as she felt two big hands, which last night spoiled her - now in a beautiful circle around her waist. Even his body was slightly bristling, as one of those hands gently rubbed his lament.
"Hopefully, they're fast growing,"
Aisya's face flushed until the ears heard her. Honestly he is still embarrassed and uncomfortable when discussing sensitive things like this, please understand.
"Why are you awake?" tanyanya nervous.
"Kange,"
Aisya swallowed her saliva painstakingly hearing her husband's hoarse voice, wanting it to feel like she was drowning herself under the covers.
"If you may, you will ask again. Make breakfast,"
CAN BWUUAAANGG
SEE YOU NEXT TOMORROW BABAYYY MUUUUAACCHH