The Battle of Ugly Women

New assignment

The party is over, two human beings are now in the room. Alana had cleansed herself, lying on the mattress with her body leaning on the top of the bed.

His heart beat rapidly. Tonight was the first night again she was going to be in bed with her husband after everything that happened.

Yeah, because his mom wouldn't have let Zayn be with Alana, if he hadn't already had a wedding. Well as in pingit, that's why Zayn and Alana haven't said much. And tonight they were in one more room, somehow Alana was so nervous. Bridal tub just him. Oh my goodness when he was, always going through a hot night with that man, why is he so shy now.

Alana gasped as she stared at Zayn who had cleaned herself up and dressed in casual clothes stepped closer towards the bed. Zayn sat on the side of the bed in front of Alana.

Zayn stared at Alana's face intensely, indeed he still could not believe that this woman who had become his wife was the sister he loved.

“Kak Vino,” Ogre Alana slowly bowed in embarrassment as Zayn continued to stare at her face with a gentle gaze.

Zayn carved a smile on his face, then his outstretched hand pulled Alana's ears softly.

“Aduh sister Vino why mengewerku,” peekik Alana rubbed her ears.

“Basic naughty, dare to go to Germany alone, lie to me again,” said Zayn said as if in front of him this is his sister Nana. Now he has time to discuss all the issues with Alana.

Alana replied with a grin. "If I told Mr. Vino that day, Vino would have told me to come back!” reply Alana.

Zayn snorted, “I won't tell you to go home, but I will drag you home myself,” Zayn replied.

But that's why Alana survives by not telling Zayn if she's his beloved sister, her goal must have stopped by then and there.

Zayn grabbed that soft hand, staring at Alana's bead. “Sorry, at that time I was rude to you," Zayn said guiltily. “I didn't even call you well, you must have been hurt back then.” Zayn recalls her beginning of their marriage.

Alana pulled to the two corners of her lips, seeing that the face of the jutek had turned soft. This is Alvino Dirga who he knows is gentle and loving.

“Kak Vino is gone, I love that name. Chinese Vampires. Consider it a beloved name.”

Zayn then changed position parallel to Alana pulling his wife's body into his arms kissing the top of his head with affection.

“I won't call you that again.”

Zayn raised Alana's face, their gaze pitting each other in a twinkle of love.

“We will start all from the beginning, I promise will be a good husband, be a good head of household for you and our son.” Zayn switched to rubbing Alana's stomach which was still flat. Again he was moved by the fruit of his love had grown in his wife's stomach. Soon she will have a small family.

Zayn continued rubbing Alana's stomach, stroking her gently to make her feel comfortable. Alana Closing her eyes felt the gentle caress of the hand feel warm and full of affection.

Alana's closed eyelids opened wide as Zayn's hands slipped mischievously under the nightgown he was wearing.

Alana looked at her husband her eyes had changed.

“Kak Vin,” protest Alana.

“How many days have you not done the duty of the wife,” whispered Zayn made Alana's body immediately brushed.

Wife duty. The mandatory thing that they do every night first. Now they have not done unification for a long time, and this time her husband is charging her.

Glacier ...

“Starting tonight you're no longer doing wife duties, but I will do husband duties,” explained Zayn.

“Tasks of husband,” reset Alana.

“Iya duty husband gives a living for his wife, and this is a living that you will receive every night from me.”

What ...

Alana.

Alana had not said her body that had been leaning on the top of the bed had now been lying down.

“Take care of your husband,” said Zayn with a grin.

“Oh gosh want the duty of wife or the duty of husband is no different, just the same through a long night!” alana's screams in my heart.

Zayn began to overlap Alana's body, Netra they met, emitting longing splashes. A pair of hearts beating rapidly. Tonight they will again spend the night shahdu and this time it feels more different there are millions of love and longing ready to explode.

Alana closed her eyelids as Zayn's face further eroded the distance between her faces. Their lips will meet. Smack each other. Just a little more ...

Hc .. tok ...

The sound of knocking on the door of the room stopped them. Ah shit, decak Zayn in the heart while staying a little more.

Whoever knocks on their bedroom door, just interrupt. Their beautiful night is delayed when Zayn's body has warmed up.

Zayn stared at the door whose knock was getting more urgent. There's no other choice.

“Bothering only,” Inner Zayn clucked in annoyance.

“I'll open it,” said Zayn turned to kiss his wife's forehead.

The young man got off the bed to the door. See who's interrupting the night of his martyrdom.

Zayn opened the door of the room, furrowing his brows as he saw the bayah woman standing in the doorway.

“Mother!” zayn said he saw his mother-in-law. “What's bu?” ask the young man.

Salma's mother's steps led Zayn into a room with glass cabinets. There Zayn had seen Milan standing researching the contents of the cupboard. Why Milan is also in this room he asked in his heart.

“What's bu?” zayn asked still didn't understand.

“Tuh urucin pot mom messed up party,” said Salma's mom relaxed.

What ....

Stacking pan

Bak in the lightning strike Zayn heard the words of this woman who had become his father-in-law. He had imagined going through a beautiful night he was even told to arrange a pot.

“Ya ma'am, stacking period of the pot,” protest Zayn with a face of sandwiches, all his plans are scrapped because of the pot.

“Iya, wipe and then arrange neatly,” mother Salma's word.

“Bu next time only. The first night,” whine Zayn put on a face. How not they just met and had a party. This can be called the first night again after a few days of not meeting.

“The first night of what! I've been so diligent,” spray Salma's mother a little bit as upset as she.

“Mother I called someone else huh? I paid for a service that helped clean up mom's pot,” break up Zayn.

“Mother won't, stranger use,” reject mother Salma.

Refusing, Zayn gasped.

Milan is not far from them. Closing his mouth shut tightly, looking at the glassy Zayn. Milan endured his exploding laughter, seeing the tragic fate of the man he said was going through this first night, instead ending up composing the pot. Milan knew very well his in-laws did not work in bribes, if indeed he had done it long ago.

“Come ma'am, not tonight. Later Vino buyin new pot, which is better,” Zayn tried to bribe the mother-in-law of this pan enthusiast.

“Mother does not want, mother does not accept bribes,” reject it firmly. “Have gone there. Wipe clean then neat stacking,” clear again.

Zayn snorted as he looked at the smiling Milan as if mocking him.

Salma's mother will step out, Milan walked closer to her.

“Nak Milan where to go?” asked Salma's mother to see that her first daughter-in-law was leaving.

“Sleep ma'am, want the same kelonan wife,” replied Milan with a fluffy smile.

“Trus how do you do stack the pan?”

“And mom already has a new daughter-in-law, so replace bu.” Milan looked at Zayn with a mocking smile.

“You can't go!”

What

Milan's jaw seemed to fall to hear the words of his father-in-law.

“This you, as a senior son-in-law, you should guide your junior. He still just did not know and memorized how many pans stacking mother, how many plastic containers mother, how many plates, spoons, bushel stacking mother, only you who know and memorize. Your job is to teach him and write down which one is less then look for,” explained Salma's mother at length.

“Yes ma'am,” protests Milan, thinking he has been freed with the presence of a new ghost.

“Do not protest, quickly you two,” said Salma's mother then passed.

Zayn and Milan stood stunned staring at Salma's mother. Just a few steps the baby-beak woman turned around. “Lap until kinclong,” mom's eye Salma squeaking then passed.

Zayn and Milan compact sighed heavily, bowed weakly. There was no embrace of warmth from his beloved wife, they instead ended up taking care of the pot collection in-laws.

The night was getting late, the sleepiness had attacked.

“Until when I compose this pot,” complained Zayn.

“I alone who already have three children have not been separated from this punishment,” said Milan. “Let alone you!” milan Cibir.

Zayn rotates the lazy eye.

“You abandoned his daughter for two years of course he kept punishing you,” sneer Zayn recalled the relationship between Milan and Nara that had been separated for two years.

Milan snorted at Zayn's words.

“Then how about you, his favorite son came home from Germany pregnant, home alone again,” Milan sneer is no less cynical.

Oh my goodness they brought up the mistake.

Zayn was just clucking.

God, his first night was spent with his former rival.

****

Yes, Alana still calls Zayn sister, right because they are husband and wife. Yes how dong, if Alana calls darling or ayang Sya is nauseous huh. It feels sahur mashed yam leaves want to come out.

Say I am envious, envious of them. Sorry well, if Emang is right why? Fashion nyolot.