The Risk of Marrying a Child

marriage on paper

"gue go home first guys, tomorrow do not forget the morning lecture" vera said to her friends he also boarded his car.

"okay, lo heart" said the theme as he waved his hand.

vera is now driving her car while on the road yes so remember rio, yes is a vera lover, although now vera already has a husband yes still in contact with her lover, he is still in contact with her, zeval knows it and Zeval doesn't mind.

"have been a few days now I don't see rio, on campus just don't meet" he said while driving his car.

after a few minutes he arrived at his parents' house.

"i'm home" vera said.

"wahh the son of mama just came home, there to the room that abis ate" said the mother, and vera saluted her mamah and then sauntered into her room.

"tomorrow I make bekel ah for rio, hopefully he likes" said vera in between his nets.

"huaaaaa I miss my room" said vera as she lay her body on her beloved soft mattress.

vera was lying on her stomach while inhaling the scent of her pillow, but she felt like someone was poking her arm, she turned around.

"you're doing it here!" vera shouted and then sat down.

"ih kak do not date the fast, mamah know how" said zeval while covering his ears "gue right lo husband, if not in this room I'm in whose room, room fida?" zeval then sat down on the edge of the bed.

vera forgot something, if she was married, now she just scratched her head.

"yes, you're in the fida room, neighbor's words" vera replied.

"emm sister later I sleep with this blanket well, brother used that was malem I used it" said Zeval with his cry.

vera and zeval did not sleep one bed, it was desire vera zevalmah ngikut only.

"lo sleep the couch again right?" ask vera.

"yes" he answered, then stood up from his seat.

"where are you going?" ask vera.

"eat, haven't eaten me yet, brother take a shower first" he replied without turning his head.

vera drove to the bathroom to clean up.

***

"when did you two move into an apartment?" mamah vera asked, now they are sitting in the tv room.

"do you know mah?" vera answered while eating her snack.

"must cepet move dong, is it a gift from your in-laws vera"

"yes, tomorrow we will" replied Zeval, vera just nodding at him.

"that's dong" said mamah vera.

"he's already going to the room first"

"follow" said zeval then pushing vera towards his room.

"don't push, I jatoh how" said vera.

"come down, try up" replied zeval.

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"pelan***" vera's nagging, because zeval pushed the door of his room too tight.

"hehehe. our brother wants to be sorted out, right?" ask zeval.

zeval has also taken a suitcase to arrange his clothes while vera is now in dreamland.

her morning...

"zeval woke up in school, didn't he?" vera is waking up a sleeping zeval on the sofa.

"zeval, I'm guyur you're not waking up" vera growled.

"yes yes" muttered zeval.

"splash!"

"yes yes, yes Allah"

"shower, change, eat, cepetann!" snapped vera.

zeval without answering immediately sauntered into the bathroom with his giant steps.

"gue kok rich so mother him well, ngomel mulu every day" murmured vera while ruffled waist.

vera is about to leave for college, but is still waiting for Zeval.

"sister suitcase mana, let brother go home directly to the apartment" said Zeval while descending the stairs.

"just go home from college, it's late again"

"the idea is sorted out here"

"son, tar lo is late how soang"

"don't go, you're a good truant" replied zeval lightly.

"eeehhh ni kiddo, lo it must be diligent to learn so that dapet good work, lo it's been a husband, husband work and wife, if you miss work later I eat what" namel vera.

"yes deh yes let's go, anyway we're married on paper, immediately again also divorce if you want to make a living noh same rio, I don't want to" zeval then passed away vera.

vera is not very fond of divorce, she wants to get married quite once in a lifetime, but this matchmaking that decides she has to choose the divorce, yes who still wants to enjoy her own world, but this matchmaking that decides she has to choose the divorce, and Zeval is still too leaky to be a husband.

they didn't expect anyone to hear their conversation, fida and mama.

"they haven't fully accepted this match?" ask Fida out of hiding.

"there is a time dear" replied his mother as she rubbed her daughter's knit.

"maybe they are not divorced, kak zeval handsome" he said at the end of the grin.

"you, there you eat the abis and go forth anter"

"you want to go to Papah's office?" ask fida.

"yes, your dad's not coming home, he's overtime"

then they went to the dinner table, for breakfast.

"lady luncheon right, later pick up okay" said Zeval while driving a car.

"yes" he answered while focusing on his phone.

" my brother was already there" he said then he got out of the car.

"ati ati lo" cried vera from inside the car.

"okay" he replied, waving his hand, because the vera had already launched his car.