The Customary Line of Marriage

Clarifications

Desas desus about the person who sent the rice box to Raniyah increasingly crowded in the school environment, Pak Rasya became the person who allegedly sent the box. I don't know who would dare to deduce for themselves about the incident. While Raniyah just thought it was the wind and thought that it was the stuff of the teachers just jam lunch.

" How does Rasya sir want to be with Rani?" Ask Mr. Agus the Mathematics teacher.

Mr. Rasya was seen smiling, the teachers caught no green signal from Mr. Rasya judging from his attitude.

" Well, don't-don't really Mr. Rasya who0 send food to Rani's mom!" Chirps Mr. Farhan sports teacher.

"Well good sir! Cool and sweet steps!" Tempta pak Farhan's.

" These gentlemen, I never talked to Rani either! Time to send food!"

" But Mr Rasya himself if asked how the same bu Rani?"

" If there is any feeling," said Mr. Rasya make the cheer of all those present.

The atmosphere of lunch was so crowded with such warm conversation, Mr. Rasya also told about someone he had once predicted, from this school as well.

" Yes I used to have a crush on Diana, but Diananya's mom apparently likes Mr. Ilham."

All that there are also some casually chimed in, Miss Diana is arguably a beautiful person but is now married and pregnant with a second child. The love story of Mr. Rasya can be said to run aground before being revealed.

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After the fiancee, Haya's face became more radiant and did not hesitate to send a message to Daiyan even though Daiyan only replied to her briefly, but Haya was quite happy. Her happiness is truly indescribable.

Haya also looks more fashionable, several times often shop to buy some new things that will be worn later after marriage. Haya looked towards the fiery red lingerie, her face flushed red.

" Why do you want to buy this too?" Mia cried while giggling.

" What the hell!"

" Eh, please your husband on the first night of Haya!"

" No need!"

" Have bought it!"

Mia directly took it two very thin lingerieangs stel, Haya's face instantly red resisting embarrassment. After shopping, Haya and Mia go to the salon, according to Mia before marriage Haya has to spend a lot of time to pamper herself.

"Well, if you're officially married! directly promil! And spoil your husband!" Said Mia while enjoying the massage on her shoulder.

" Yes Mi, I will learn a lot from you!" Said Haya.

Mia's laughter exploded seeing Haya being embarrassed as well, considering that the time leading up to her wedding was getting closer, of course the thing Mia was talking about was going to get closer. Haya who was never close to men was a little scared.

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The school bell rang to mark the time to go home from school. All the students came out of the gate. Raniyah also rushed home because she had just got a call from her mother, that she had to go to the grocery market. And Radit's gonna take her shopping.

Raniyah was waiting for Radit ka in front of the gate, but it was unexpected that Mr. Rasya who was not too close to him, when he greeted him.

" Mommy want to go home?"

" Yes Sir." Said Raniyah turning her head while throwing her smile.

" Riding in the mail?" Ask Mr. Rasya.

" Picked up sir, same brother, own father?."

" Oh so. Yes I took the angkot anyway, because I used to bring my trauma motor."

" Why sir?"

" My leg was sprained and almost amputated ma'am!"

" Oh so, sir."

" O anu ma'am, about the lunchbox at the table!"

Raniyah immediately turned her head and looked at her hand which was cuddling the toska lunchbox.

" Have a father?" Raniyah asked while frowning.

" Haha. Not Ma!I just want to say, I didn't do it. I'm afraid I misunderstood!" Mr. Rasha said while blushing in shame.

" It's okay sir." Reply Raniyah.

Not long after, Radit came Raniyah was immediately on a motorcycle and sat in a boncy seat while saying goodbye to Pak Rasya. Raniyah looked back, Mr. Rasya also not long immediately boarded the angkot. Which when they talk and then it's a lot.

"Didn't Pak Rasya ride the angkot deliberately just want to chat?" Batin Raniyah's.

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