Sweet Marriage With My Mother's Boss Accompanied by Twins

Sweet Marriage With My Mother's Boss Accompanied by Twins
Disruptive Ex Fucking



..."If you come back just to feel endless serious sincerity. I'd rather stay away from loving but you never appreciate."...


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The completed subject mark bell has sounded, whether it has been how many times Azwa saw the teacher bergonta - change since every few hours.


"Azwa, later abis our sports lessons directly to the canteen yuk. I'm hungry because" asked Azwa's friend who was sitting next to her.


"Emmm... You are Marsita, I am still full. I just want to stay in class and finish my writing" she said.


"Well... You ma so, do you not feel bored to continue stringing words?" ask his friend wonder.


How is his friend not surprised? often only Azwa remains in the classroom, while other students are busy to snack with their friends.


"Writing is my hobby, even has entered into my mind all this time. I just want to have a work that can make others smile, even though my work is not as beautiful as the series of words Kaka - Kaka who is an expert." he replied with a sweet smile.


"Yes already if that's your spirit yes, I can invite Naira really." the response is understandable and do not want to make his spirit down.


"Thank you Marsita" Azwa said.


"Just like friends" she smiled back.


Before long the class that initially felt a bit noisy became quiet again when the father of sports entered.


His assertive nature makes each student a little tense when the subjects take place.


"Sssst, don't talk much anymore. Do you want us to be in the law puss up 1000 times? don't you?" a man sitting in the back seat.


"Crazy for you, where maybe you told us to puss up 1000 times. There I even lost my life that second because my same leg can't breathe anymore" he said.


"As far as you are I don't care, the more strange your words don't make sense." The response is back facing forward.


His heart stopped beating when his father arrived - it was already in front of him.


"Astaghfiullah! sir, why are you here?" tanyanya.


"You nanyea???" ask mr. Ilham.


"Yes sir, I'm nanyea???" the answer was back to asking.


Bhuk!!!


The sound of a table snapping coming from one of the hands of Ilham sir who is his sports teacher turned out to be carried away with emotion because the student even joked with him.


Actually the man did not intend to go back to ask, but he was already carried away.


"Eh! I-sorry sir, I-I did not intentionally" he said stammering.


"Take it in the future when I get into class don't talk anymore" he responded with emphasis.


The man was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief when Mr. Ilham had already stepped back towards his desk.


"Because of you anyway" he growled at the friend opposite him.


"Who told you that his room is also still open when I talk that is not clear," indifferent friend.


For fear of being discovered by Mr. Ilham, finally the man chose not to reply to what his friend said.


"Look at it later, yeah, you're finished." his mind felt furious.


And his friend kept laughing.


*****


Arrived just when Mr. Ilham wanted to give the material he got a call from the principal.


Because he did not let them laze in the classroom, Ilham finally told his students to play sports equipment only.


When other friends are busy playing, it is different with Azwa. He prefers to sit leaning against a mango tree and then open his phone to re-type in his notes.


He was deliberately slow in choosing sports equipment, so he had a reason not to play.


Azwa is a beautiful girl, her lips are thin pink. His eyes are also wide.


His skin is clean white always becomes a beautiful sight when in the sunlight.


Ever since Azwa wrote, she felt bad about her ex who never stopped looking at her from her class.


His former class is located not far from the mango tree. Because of the annoyance, Azwa finally chose to get up and look for another place that he thought was safe.


From a distance, the face of his ex looks disappointed with the decision taken by Azwa.


"Azwa, why is your attitude even like this? I can't be occupied by you, but the problem is that I haven't been able to move on with my 5 new girlfriends either." The mind is sad.


Crazy, yes! maybe that word is appropriate for his ex, even though at school there are many men who want to get love from a girl named Azwa.


Let alone love, just caring they are happy. But alas, Azwa never wanted to open her heart to anyone again.


He is famous for girls who are good at stringing words of love, but he has never felt what is said the sincerity of love until it can end happily.


The love in his home was never seen between his father and his mother. Since childhood his father was only smart to scold his wife who had worked hard for family life.


Somehow his father changed, said the mother first father loved mother very much. I could come home late at night just to wait for my mom to come home from work at a cafe.


Her mother was a waitress at a restaurant that was quite famous in the place.


Azwa is confused to want to relax where, because some places are a little spacious already filled by friends.


"Hmmm... Soon it seems like Mr. Ilham's clock will run out and the time to rest, I better go straight to class anyway." his mind and then move his feet towards class.


Once in class he began to sit in his chair, suddenly the classroom door closed. And he was very surprised to find out who did it.


"Zen," said Azwa, frowning her forehead.


"Why did you come here?" continue with a cynical look.


"What can't I do to visit my ex-boyfriend?" ask her with a seductive look.


"Don't act that way too much, I'm sick of seeing it. Just show all your new girlfriends, you playboy guy." Azwa's response was upset.


"Hey! play boy - play boy gini you've been interested in me too, right?" he said defend himself.


"That was when I didn't know your true nature" he responded.


"Oh... So that's it, but even though you don't like me anymore. I keep your motivation to keep acting like my girlfriend, sweet and not silent for a month." she broke up.


Of course Azwa will reject what Zen says, because he already intends to not return again in seduction persuasion that is only made entertainment only by him.


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