The Risk of Marrying a Child

clean gladi

three days passed, now in the residence of the old Zeval was very crowded because their friends gathered.

zeval was only allowed to go home this morning, he was surprised when he just arrived at his home there were guests waiting for him.

namely a lecturer and his wife, they apologized for the incident that was not wearing a few days ago.

even vera now got his new laptop, he had refused when the lecturer gave a laptop for him, but finally he received the laptop.

"don't you?" tanta nawa on reyna.

"good, kak nawa cuisine is very good" praise reyna after getting a vegetable feed of kale made by nawa towards him.

"really delicious?" ask nawa.

"actually sis" said reyna who is now back to focus on his activity peeling the skin of potatoes.

"i also want to try sak" said Nura who was helping reyna peel the skin of potatoes.

"wait a minute"

"my brother is a laper" whined nasa who was cutting a carrot.

"we will eat the same" said Vera at the end of his smile.

"sister was told to make coffee" said Fida, who had just entered the kitchen.

"who's same?" ask vera.

"same sak jeje, others want coffee he said, if kak zeval ask for milk"

"yes, I'll make it up"

"do you need help?" ask fida.

"don't, you wash your fruits there"

"ready brother"

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vera walked towards her room with a tray.

"excuse me" vera said as she entered the room.

"wiihh dah sape nih our pesenan" heboh dodo who was playing guitar.

"take it for yourself" said Nawa, putting her tray, and she took a glass of milk to give to zeval.

"now in the drink first" vera thrust her glass at zeval who was sitting on his bed.

"is the cooking done?" asked zeval while gulping his milk.

"yet, why are you laper?"

"no, you're here"

"i can't help cooking"

zeval was singing his lips "here is the cementine"

"you've had a lot of money"

"you want"

"in a moment the cooking is over, I promise we're done eating I'll get you"

"really right?"

"yes"

"that's it, continue cooking"

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zeval closed to feel the warmth of the deckapan vera, the occasional vera stroking the back of the zeval, they are the same as giving up longing when they are always at home together but do not get time for both.

vera lifted her blanket to cover Zeval and herself.

"dear the door was locked?" zeval asked with his eyes closed.

"already" answered vera who was holding the body of her husband's bongsor.

"where are you doing this to me?" zeval asked while staring at Vera.

"still inget aja"

"yes have to inget dong"

vera got out of bed, zeval continued to pay attention to the movement of the vera, until the vera now carried two blue and pink couple pajamas.

"not wrapped so it looks rich?" zeval asked as he stretched out his hand intending to take the pajamas that were on the bed.

"no, later it will also be opened in the wrap"

vera walked towards the nightstand, she picked up the black box.

"this is the main gift for you" said vera while handing the black box to zeval

"honey, this is

"you want that watch, don't you, so I buy it"

zeval smiled so much that he showed his teeth "i'm a thank you" zeval hugged the vera tightly.

"same same"

"i'm going to wear this clock every day"

"must dong, I'll buy it"

"definitely expensive?"

"eemm pretty good, but I bought him a monthly bill from you"

"if it's expensive it shouldn't be"

"no papa, once"

"dear you know?" ask zeval on the walking vera to keep his pajamas back.

"what?"

"mama gave me a gift"

"what gift?"

"fitting in the hospital mama you will me, he continues to give me gifts, initially want to give at home, because I entered the hospital, finally in his love there" zeval said at the end of his smile.

"what gift?" vera asked while sitting next to Zeval.

zeval smiled meaningfully at the vera "open the drawer on my study table" said Zeval.

vera walked up to the study table and opened the drawer "nothing is all this paper.." vera took the two objects and showed them to Zeval.

zeval smiled "that's the prize, next week okay baby"

"ticket to france" lirih vera.

"that's a honeymoon ticket from mama"

vera looked at zeval, the zeval who was in the eye also moved from the bed and approached his wife.

"don't refuse"

"but..."

"just a week there"

"a week long know"

"that week was a little while that's a month"

zeval ruined the mane vera "dear" he called meirih.

"why?"

 "clean gladi yuk"

"what, clean gladi for what?" vera was surprised by her husband's invitation.

regardless of vera's words, Zeval also directly carried the vera bridal stayle

"the word clean gladi is to measure the extent of readiness of participants in doing real activities" said Zeval who is still walking to his bed.

"let's say what clean gladi equals us"

"we exercise first, let's fit our honeymoon there at least we've done something to not be done layman"

"do what?"

"you will know for yourself"

"zeval don't macem macem down there's our temen loh"

"it doesn't matter if it's legitimate"