Twins A And Miss Cheriwis

Chapters. 334

Bang Fatih was explaining the five sketches in the drawing book to Sifa. The girl looked very fascinated with every design that Bang Fatih made.

"Where, Sifa? About these five pictures, which one do you like?" ask Bang Fatih.

Sifa took a deep breath and slid down on him. "Duh, confused Sifa, Bang. Everything is good," said Sifa who was confused to choose one of the five sketches.

"From these five there must be dong you like, baby. Come on, choose which one catches your attention the most" Abash said.

"Em, which one, huh? I'm confused, Mas." Sifa looked at the face of her future husband. "If you help me choose how?"

"I choose?"

"Yes, I chose it. I believe more in choice, Mas, than in my own choice" said Sifa.

"Hmm, fine then." Abash also saw the sketchbook that was seen by Sifa. The man also made sure one by one each sketch scratched on the paper. Which according to him is better suited to the character of the wife and also the comfort of her family later.

"Well, what if this one is?" point Abash to sketch number three.

"Good," Sifa replied as she nodded her head.

"But, Bang, there are some parts that I want to change and add, okay?" ask Abash to Bang Fatih.

"Customer satisfaction is our satisfaction as well" said Bang Fatih, winking his eyes side by side, indicating that Abash's request was not a big deal.

"So, which parts do you want to change and add?" Bang Fatih was ready to hold his tweezers, until Abash said which part and what kind of part he wanted it.

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"Thank you, Mom. Today I was really happy and touched by all the surprises you gave me, Mas" said Sifa.

At this time, they were in the car, where they had just reached the apartment. Eits, but you should know, that Abash is not given permission again with Mama Kesya to stay in the apartment. For that, Abash only delivered Sifa.

"Yes, honey. You welcome. I am also happy and touched because you are already my fiancee and my future wife" Abash said, peeping at the back of Sifa's hand.

"I'm sorry, I should've been your wife by now, not your wife-to-be, but-"

"It's all for your hard-earned future that you've been fighting for all this time, honey. So, I'm never gonna take it or ruin all your dreams, baby." Abash also increasingly tightly cluttered the hand of his fiancee.

"For that, I can be patient until you finish college."

"I promise, I will try to be finished no more than three years, Mas. I will fight to make your dream come true. Our dream together, Mas," promised Sifa.

"I just want you to come home quickly with a title that makes you feel even more proud of all your struggles and achievements, baby. I will be faithful in waiting for your return."

"Yes, Mas. But you have to promise, right? You don't be naughty here when I live. You can't fall in love with a woman as innocent as I am" Sifa said, pursing her lips.

Abash blinked his eyes, this was the first thing Sifa had in her. Em, you can say the thing that Sifa blatantly envied.

"How can I fall in love with another woman? If this woman of mine is a complete package, hmm?" abash said as he pinched Sifa's nose in a fit of anxiety. "Again, you have a handler here who will keep an eye on me" whispered Abash.

Sifa scrunched her forehead, when she heard the handler who would watch over her future husband. Isn't the one called the handler a lover? Does Abash have any other lovers besides her?

"Who's the other handler? Besides me?" sifa asked as she stared intently at her future husband.

Abash chuckled. The man's hand was stretched out to wipe Sifa's long and thick hair.

"My servant is a very beautiful woman, mature, and also the one who understands me the most, besides you," Abash said with a meaningful smile.

Abash also realized, if there is a change in the face of Sifa at this time, so that makes the man even more anxious to see the face of his future wife who was pouting.

"Oh yeah? If she's more mature, beautiful, and understanding than me, why don't you marry her?" ketus Sifa's.

"Unbelievable, I cannot marry her" Abash said in a voice made by her heart.

"Why?"

"What's? Ja-so all this time I've had a relationship with someone's wife?" shock Sifa. "She's pebinor, dong?"

Abash frowned, when he heard the nickname just given by his future wife.

"Backer? What's that?"

"Chinese wrestler," said Sifa in an unfriendly tone of voice.

"Oh my goodness, baby. You are-there, deh. I'm not a pebinor, because I don't intend to take that woman from her husband. I can only love her with love and all my life" Abash again gave her lips, as she saw Sifa's reaction which seemed to be getting more and more upset with her.

"Oh, so I can't forget that woman? And intend to love him for the rest of his life?" ketus Sifa's.

"Yes, honey. Because he was my first love." Abash kissed Sifa's hand, but the girl suddenly brushed her hand away.

"Yes, if that's the same marriage with him, don't be with me" upset Sifa who could not hold back her tears. "You know, not married yet has made my heart hurt, what if I'm married? hicks .. You're a liar, there's another woman at heart, but instead I'm sure I'm married and say I'm the only woman that Mas loves and will marry, hiks .. did you marry me because your first love couldn't get married? Because my first love had a husband? Hicks .. I'm really mean" Sifa annoyed and opened the door to Abash's car, but unfortunately the girl could not open the car door, because Abash had already stolen it.

"Open the door, Mas," asked Sifa tightly.

"Honey, shht .. horrified me first, you do not snack gini, dong," persuaded Abash. "You don't want to know who my first love is?"

"Bodo', quickly open the door," annoyed Sifa.

Abash pulled Sifa's body and hugged her tightly.

"Darling, beat me up first. You should know who the woman who has been my first love. And I hope you're not jealous of him, because my lifelong love is shared with him, dear."

"Do not want to know, hikss .. I do not want to hear and do not want to know," said Sifa who had closed her ears.

"Darling, you should know. I was horrified -"

"No, hiks .. I don't want to hear, Mas, I don't wantuu.." refused Sifa while holding her hand to keep her ears closed.

"Darling, horrifying me. That woman is--"

"I don't want to listen to"

"The woman is Mama, baby. Mama .." said Abash with a little scream and cupped Sifa's cheek to keep the girl's face in front of him. Abash was sure if Sifa would have heard what he said.

Evidently from Sifa who was slowly starting not to fight Abash again, the girl also slowly lowered her hand that covered her ears.

"The woman who became my first love was Mama, baby. Mamma. Mama Kesya," Abash said with a big smile. "Where could I marry Mama? Can be disobedient and be a sangkuriang present-day dong me, baby," kekeh Abash.

"Basic of evil, hikss .. Nyebelin," annoyed Sifa while hitting the chest of Abash's field. "I hate you, Mom."

Abah pulled Sifa's body back and hugged her. "I'm sorry, honey. You have never been jealous of me. So, I'm just kidding."

"Hiks .. Who says I'm not jealous? I'm really jealous to know, when you are close to the Princess Mother," said Sifa.

"Me and the Princess have no relationship whatsoever, neither have we ever had a one-night relationship, as alleged at the time. And also-"

"Not because of that, Mas," Sifa let out her embrace. "The first time Princess appeared in your life and became a lawyer in your company. Everyone says that you are a perfect and perfect couple. I was jealous at the time, Mom. I'm really jealous" Sifa said.

"So, from the start you've been jealous?" ask Abash to make sure.

"Yes, Mas. But I can what? I was buk-"

"Bless you, thank you, for being jealous." Abash hugged Sifa with love.

"Mas, please slacken a little hug, I'm tight," said Sifa as she patted Abash's arm.

"Eh, sorry," Abash cheered as she stroked his embrace.