She's Maduku

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Not until there, the commotion again occurred in the car, Kisya felt not satisfied angry at her husband, she felt eager to drown her husband on the bottom of the red sea. "Kkhm.." Growled.

"What the hell are you doing? Do you realize what you are doing? We can look at Aby, if the school knows we're married, we're definitely in DO."

Abiyu silently unable to say, his face continued to look outside, seeing Bram enjoying a bowl of meatballs at the end of the road. "Have a lot to eat meatballs, I'm here to eat scolding." His word.

"Abby...."

Still silent, she did not answer, she called her husband's name back very complete. "Malique abiyu.."

"What the hell?" He turned to Kisya.

"Aren't you what I said?"

"Yes I know.."

"Some of you just want to, it's late, keep making noise again."

"Who said I was late? I came earlier than you know."

"Impossible..."

"You don't believe it?"

"No."

"Oh... So you don't trust your own husband?"

"Husband... Husband is not responsible."

"Have you said that."

"Indeed, the husband supports birth and mind. You..? What did you give me?"

"I'm.." His speech stopped while thinking, he realized that until now he had given nothing to his wife.

"I what..?"

"OK.I give you a living." He reached into his pants pocket, took out a few pieces of money and gave the money to Kisya. " This is money for you."

"here." 100,000 cash as many as 3 pieces he took from Abiyu's hand.

"You are matre too." Abiyu leaned against the car door.

Kisya calculated the amount of money her husband gave her. "Only 300,000? There's nothing else?"

"There's 200,000 left for me to snack on."

"I don't want to. Take it." Kisya put the money in Abiyu's thigh.

"Why not?" Wonderingly.

"That's your parents' money, I want your money, your own sweat."

"I haven't worked yet, while using the money first, later if less, I ask my father."

"iihi.. Abyyy..." Kisya hit Abiyu's shoulder many times until the owner was grimacing in pain.

"It hurts to know, what else do you want?"

"You're really, yeah, mature dong, looking for your own money."

"Later, I don't have a job yet."

"I don't want to know, find my own money to earn my living."

"Yes.yes, I'll look for it later."

"Review yes.."

"Yes... It's about Bram not having his freaking title." Tukas Abiyu opened the window, then called Bram who was still cool with a bowl to both. "Of.."

"What?"

"Come..!"

"Udah finished?"

"Udah, spiel."

"Yes.yes.. A moment." They screamed with shouting.

After paying for two meatballs, Bram ran to a car parked in the building's courtyard. "Have you finished your misses?" Bram said while taking the key out of his pants pocket, then getting into the car.

"Kangen-kenan, where's the kangen?" Tukas Kisya looked in the other direction, and Bram just giggled funny, looking at the behavior of the two of them.

"You are a compatible couple. Where are you going now? Still want to spend some time alone, or go straight home?" Tanya Bram glanced back behind the small hanging rearview mirror.

"My eyes are on you, I want to rest." Kisya said, after that he leaned on the back of the passenger seat.

And Abiyu seemed to be silent without saying, she looked out, thinking. About what was suitable reply to prank the wife, suddenly a knotty smile appeared on her lips, as if she had gotten an idea. "Feel my dressing tonight Kisya."

Bram drove his car with moderate speed, it just so happened that the traffic this afternoon was not too crowded, it only took 30 minutes, the car they were riding arrived at the residence of Kisya. "Om parking here Kis, let's park it easy." Bram said while looking back.

"It's okay." Kisya held her backpack, and then got out of the car, after closing the car door again, she bent her body to say she was listening to Bram. "Make a lot of it." Say it with a smile.

"Sip." Saut Bram with a thumbs up.

After Kisya came out, Bram did not start the engine, heard the sound of someone opening the door and then closing it again. "Jeblug." Bram looked back, the rabiyu was no longer inside. "Eh..Where are the kids?"

Looking around, it turned out that he was already standing outside beside her. "Of.."

"Eh.. What are you doing outside?" Ask Bram.

"Tell me if I want to stay at Kisya's house."

"What..?" Saut Bram and Kisya together, they were both shocked.

"Abyy..."

After that, later we will see the excitement of Abiyu who was told to wear a helmet by her in-laws.ha.ha.ha..

After delivering Abiyu and Kisya, Bram returned to Zahfran's apartment to return the car, not only that, Bram also had other intentions and goals, he wanted to meet Zahfran and Shafiah to discuss his relationship with Khadijah.

"You can go home by yourself, where's Abiyu?" Zahfran asked Bram after receiving the car keys and went inside.

"Sir. there's a little problem." Said Bram who followed Zahfran's steps from behind.

Zahfran stopped his steps and looked back. "What problem?"

"Your son wants to stay at his wife's house." Bram whispered a little in Zahfran's ear.

"You mean, Kisya?"

Bram nodded. "Yes." Yeah."

"You can tell me a long story, and your task now is to find the right reason for your mistress."

"What reason do you try? the boy just wants to go to Kisya's house, what if something goes wrong?"

"They're married, sir, right?"

"Yes, but they're still Bram's students."

"Well.how else?" Bram.

Zahfran was still thinking about the exact reason when Shafiah asked about the whereabouts of his son, his behavior made Zahfran have to think hard.

They walked back to the living room and sat there.

"Sir.." Call Bram break the silence there.

"Yes..? what's up?"

"Some thing I want to talk about."

"What about?" Zahfran changed his position leaning on the back of the sofa, he folded his hands together on his chest.

"***Aduh..du**\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*\*nah it's not good enough gini\*\*\*." Inner Bram muttered.

"What's Bram?' Getting curious.

"But you don't get mad, sir."

"God willing."

"Look at you. hhmm.." Nampka hesitated but she had to say it immediately.

"Bram,ad what the hell? spit it out."

"Yes.lord. Look, I.mau proposed to your sister Khadijah."

"What?" you sure Bram?" He stared in disbelief.

Bram also nodded. "Yes sir." he bowed his face to the floor.

"But.. Don't you have a boyfriend?"

"I lied, I tried to forget Khadija, but... I love him so much, and now... I'd like to propose to Khadijah to be my wife, how come?"

Zahfran did not immediately give a decision, he was silent for a moment to think.and this problem must involve other parties, especially Mr. Herlambag and Ms. Melisa.

"I. can't make my own decisions, I have to say papah mama mama mama Bram, those who have the right to accept or reject your proposal." Zahfran tried to be ordinary.

"I know sir, I asked your permission before I met the great sir."

"I..."

Kahadija is busy designing wedding clothes ordered by his customers, he looks serious in front of the laptop, not long the phone vibrates, indicating there is a message coming from someone. "Mas Zahfran?" he opened the incoming message from his brother.

"What do you want this guy to do?" The contents of the message sent by Zahfran, do not forget he also attached a photo of Bram sitting on the sofa while bowing his face to the floor.

"Don't you dare touch my Bram." The reply Khadijah sent to his brother.

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