The Battle of Ugly Women

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Night has been welcoming, Alana sitting at the dinner table with dinner has been served since last night.

This beautiful girl looked back at the clock that was coiled around her wrist.

It's past the hour of coming home. But Zayn is not home yet. Usually the young man had been at the dining table waiting for him to cook while playing mobile.

Alana stared at her neatly arranged cooking menu. Zayn's favorite fried chicken and chicken soup are getting cold from waiting for him.

Zayn's favorite food.

Yeah, even though Alana's still a little upset. But the young man was Vino's brother, he must not be unkind to the young man who had helped him.

So Alana decided to just forget the problem and go back to cooking the young man's favorite dishes.

Alana's still waiting for Zayn at the dinner table. Suddenly his attention was distracted by his phone that rang.

Take the phone out of his pants pocket and stare at the name written on the phone screen.

“Mother,” muttered Alana then received her mother's call.

“Halo mother.”

“How are you doing baby?”

“Good ma'am. Mom how is everything okay right?” Reply Alana.

“Iya dear all is fine.”

“How is my nephew? Brother content is fine right?”

“Well, this time your sister is pregnant with a daughter. I'll get a granddaughter.” Sounds of excitement across there.

“True, their third child is a girl. Good luck to you, ma'am. Doesn't feel like I already want three.”

“Yes, after your sister's birth, at the party welcoming her birth you already have to go home.”

“Yes mom, I still have a few months here.”

“It's enough Na, you have to go home. If your brother has given birth, I can have free time to accompany you for surgery.”

Alana was about to open the word but the sound of a step made her bead point outward.

Alana looked at Zayn who had just come home from the office, her handsome face looking very tired.

“Available first bu.” Alana Whispe.

“What's up?”

“Nana's a little busy,” her reply, she has to serve this jutek master dinner.

“Alright, Take care of yourself, remember mom's message. Male mode, if the road does not want to be brought to his house especially with the reason there are things that are left behind, it is a lie Na. It was the beginning of the tragedy of sleeping together and being able to get pregnant."

“Bu. I'm not a kid brother. I know,” Gemas Alana.

My God, his mother always gave him advice about men. He was a little boy growing up as a teenager. He's no longer brother.

“Remember not to believe the words of the man who said Just a test entrance a piece, not going to get pregnant. Moreover, he said I had prepared young pineapple with sprite, so ngak so. Remember Nana don't let you get a man's sweet mouth, let alone bule.”

Alana disconnects her phone call, not to mention that the tall young man has been nearby putting a green lunch box in front of her high.

“This I've found!” ketus Zay.

Because the lunchbox was the source of trouble as if it had thrown away its pride.

Alana attractively develops a smile, looking at her mother's lunchbox. But he tried to break it.

“By sister found it!” Alana clucked in amazement observing the green-colored box.

“Emmm.” Just the thud folding of the hands on the chest shifted his gaze. Looking for that stuff, he came home late.

“Thank you brother. Returned it.

Zayn looked at Alana.

“You don't have to be angry anymore! Just because of the lunchbox. Moreover, reducing my breakfast ration,” sneer Zayn sounded out grudge about the incident this morning.

“Sorry sis, I didn't mean to be angry last night, it's just that mom nagging is horrible. He does look weak, ngak strong standardin motor matic but if ngomel the whole house in fear, hebatkan my mother,” said Alana.

Zayn rotated his eyes. My God, he has married a woman with the name of +62 citizens from Indonesia.

“One more time thank you brother,” said Alana with a sweet smile that again adorned her face.

Alana then got up from her seat.

“Sister hasn't eaten yet! I've been cooking for sister,” Alana said with passion.

Alana then embraces Zayn's arm spoiledly as if it were her Vinonya's leg.

Zayn gasped his gaze down towards Alana's arm that was writhing spoiled at him then took her to the seat she used to sit on.

She was very cheerful, not like last night, this time very sweet to her.

This girl led Zayn to a seat.

“Sit down first, I will warm this chicken soup,” Alana said with passion.

His joy has returned.

“This is just a minute,” said Alana then brought the soup bowl to the kitchen.

Zayn's starting to wake up from Alana's sweet treatment, oh my God. The young man looked towards Alana who kept smiling.

“He is weird, can be angry and smile for trivial things,” muttered Zayn.

“He again smiled, cheerful once he, rich out won the lottery.” Keep staring at Alana.

Unknowingly Zayn also curled a smile on his handsome face, there was a strange feeling within him, increasingly seeing the smile on that face, like a palanquin.

“Why did I become so rich deg-degkan after taking Paramex medicine see his smile,” muttered Zayn staring fixedly at Alana who was standing in front of the stove was warming soup for him.

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