Young Marriage (?)

30. LikeYou Like

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"Abang jalanin his motorbike catapulted very ish. Intan aja who is a girl is not selelet Brother. If the race is the same slow loris also surely Abang lost. Know the lorises? If you don't know try watching the movie Zootopia tuh, it's in the movie. Called flash. Strange, his name is Flash but it's catapult.

Or do you know that Indian films like slowmotion scenes? Well they already hugs kelar larilari, Abang is still here aja not majumaju. Leak." My baby on Arsy who runs a motorcycle like kurakura.

We've been far behind from the others.

"Grottling!" reply Arsy then push the bike fast makes me almost convulsed. Aisshhh the language of the land where it is. Wkwk

I screamed and hugged Arsy.

"Abang, I know we're a sweet couple. Semati. But don't take me dead now. I'm still not satisfied with Big Brother's cute face."

"You're so noisy!" said Arsy who seemed to have been very angry with my nagging. Aissshhh when all this time he was always patient with me.

Uhh well I'll just shut up. I leaned my head against Arsy's back and started to shut up and not babble anymore. Sukasuka Arsy wants to do a motorcycle. I don't want to comment anymore.

"Yes, are you sleeping?" ask Arsy.

I didn't answer.

"Yes, don't sleep, baby. The danger!" say Arsy again.

I still don't answer.

I felt her one hand holding my beautiful hand around her waist.

Maybe he thought I was sleeping real times huh and was afraid I was falling. You can worry too, my brother.

THE GEDEBUUUKKKK!

Awwww hurt my body.

Let your eyes see the situation around you, hoping someone will help.

But waittt! Is this in the room? Am I not being bullied by Arsy anymore?

Oh my God, am I dreaming?

But whose room is this? It's not my room.

I'm trying to escape from the winding of the blanket. Isshhh why should I fall wrapped in a blanket like this.

With great difficulty I tried to wake up.

"Yeahyyy!" I shouted as I managed to escape. "Finally this shitty blanket I can take off too. Itching this once blanket pack hugging all. If Arsy is hugging it's okay. Not removable also gpp. It's so itchy Syifa." I'm talking to myself.

I was shocked when I accidentally looked in the mirror.

I put both my hands on my cheeks. Then muttered about how beautiful the angel I was looking at right now.

Aiissshhh okayokay I lied actually. I'm not the senarsis okay.

I was surprised to see the clothes clinging to my body right now.

"Whose dress is this?" my yelling.

Actually not a game. Shirts that are very large size like a game but only sepaha any length. I'm this tiny one until it's like gini. But I saw it again, not bad.

But (again), since when did I change my clothes?

Strange clothes, strange room!

Oemjiii am I in the hotel having a honeymoon with Arsy? Waks is definitely impossible. I don't really think like that at all.

I'm sure I must be being kidnapped right now.*ehHMalahAddNgaco

I looked back at the mirror.

"I'm seluchu that's not until kidnapped like this? Hmm but if this was a kidnapping I would be bound by now."

I rubbed my body.

"There are no wounds. No bruises" I murmured again.

I'm moving towards the door.

Locked on!

Aiiikkk "Papaa! Please Brother Pa!" I shouted while gedorgedor the door.

"The door is locked from the inside!"

A voice awakened me.

I saw a key hanging from the door.

I tried to open it.

Kreeekkkk

It opens!

Aikkk! I looked towards the balcony of the room. Someone was leaning against the balcony window while looking at me.

"Wake up, princess? Sleep sound?" tanyakanya.

Aishhh he's insinuating me or something.

"Where is this? How can I be here?" askaku.

He's moving towards the closet.

Then he took a towel and threw it in my face.

"Go take a shower!" its direction.

I'm not hinting at him, he hasn't explained anything to me.

He pulled me to sit on the couch.

"You were sleeping on Brother's bike. It was on the road already started drizzling, forced to bring you back here because this is closer. Clear?"

"Why don't you wake me up? Did I sleep then?" my many.

As I remember I was just sleeping purapura just now. Aisshhh really sleeps.

"Abang is trying to wake you up. But you didn't wake up. Dead sleep! It's hard to get you off the bike."

"Yes already. Where we are now. At hotels?"

"At home Brother. I mean, our house. You've been here, you've forgotten," he said as he ruffled my hair.

"I've never been in my room before" I replied.

"Oh yeah where do my clothes go? Why change gini?" I looked at him suspiciously.

Huaaa I just remembered something.

"What other thing am I?" I crossed my arms and closed my chest.

He's been chuckling.

"Dirty brains!" the strangeness.

"Have a shower!"

"Which book?"

"Just use that GAMIS again!" answer it while emphasizing the word gamis. Aissshhh did he hear everything I said just now? Surely yes. Where I was walking in front of the mirror when I looked at my new clothes. Then the scene I was wrapped around the blanket he watched also yak? Uhh Embarrassing!

But if he did, he wouldn't have helped me when I fell.

Know ahh. Malamalalu.

I went into the bathroom immediately.

"Hey wait!" arsy said as I closed the bathroom door.

"What?" I asked while putting my head out in the doorway.

"Don't forget the mandatory bath!" He said while squinting his eyes.

"Crazy!" My reply slammed the door.

I heard him laughing. Very happy, my husband. Watch you!

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After the shower, Arsy invited me to join Maghrib, then taught until entering Isya time.

And now I'm in Arsy's kitchen.

Errata! Our home. Arsy was angry because I said it wrong. I'm not used to it yet.

The kitchen of this house is so beautiful.

Why am I in the kitchen?

Wear nanya, this hungry stomach must of course be filled.

So now I'm in the kitchen, watching Arsy cook.

Not that I don't want to cook, I'm just afraid to ruin the beauty of this kitchen with my amazing cooking skills.

Okay that's actually the subtle katakata of 'gakbisamasak'. No need to talk about it anymore.

Arsy put his cooking in front of me.

The cuisine is beautiful, there is a look. But can you eat it, right?

After confirming the meal that Arsy had read, I began to taste Arsy's cooking.

"Likes?" tanyakanya.

I raised my face looking at him.

"Like!"

"Seriously?"

"Yes. Very fond. Especially when Brother licked the leftovers on the lips of the brother. Sexy. I like it."

"Perver! Not Brother but brother's cooking" he said as he glared at my head.

Ish him this is why so kayak Intan now likes to poke the head. What if I was stupid?

"It hurts? Sorry!" he stroked my head. "Partially, Brother asked for your comment about Brother's cooking. You even comment on Brother."

"Taste good brother. But still lost if you want to be with Intan," I replied honestly.

"Who are you sexy?" he asked while licking his lips like that.

Uhh must have deliberately harassed me.

The question is very frustrating. Ish furious.

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"Abang, are we sleeping here tonight? Did you tell Mama?" my many.

"Yes, yeah!" answer's short.

Arsy laid his body on the bed. Seems tired of him.

I created WA status with the caption 'My girlfriend is tepar!'

Not a minute has been a lot of chat. Huhah!

'Syifa, have a boyfriend? *smilege.' ~ Ana

'Is that a boyfriend or brother? Jones's behavior is strange.' ~ Risa

'When do you come home?' ~ Intan

'Holest!' ~ Dani

'One month apart. Finally able to sleep hug again huh. xD' - KakArisya

'First wife came home. Also concerned for your madumadumu. :P ' ~ Desy

' *girl* ' ~Helmi

'Break heart.' ~ Theo

'Waw Fafaaa has a boyfriend. Congrats' ~ Chika

'MY beloved husband is you all right, Sist? until tepar it. xD' ~ Zahra 

'KKN has a boyfriend. Cinlok ya Fa?' ~ Jia

I smiled at myself and replied to their message. Haha!

Actually there are still a few more messages that I don't care about, mostly. Wkwk

What I don't care about is my college friends who were shocked because I had a boyfriend. There's even a 'that's Indra sir?'

Crazy one! That's why I didn't show it.

Oh yes, this is the bad Helmi send a selfie to me. Then add the words below.

'Appearance of men who like the wife of people'

Basic sengklek!

"Yes, why haven't you slept?" ask Arsy. She's half awake(?) then he leaned his head to the end of the bed.

I approached her to the bed and lay down next to her.

"So reply to my friend chat first," I replied.

He took my phone and took it. I don't know what he's doing.

"What's up?" my many.

"Help reply to your chat," he replied casually.

Aisshhh this is it.

Arsy took his phone. He took me a picture. Aisshhh I immediately covered my face with the blanket that was wrapped around me.

"Abang wants to create a status as well and upload a photo just now to IG," he said.

Ish he's just following along. He uploaded a picture of her kissing my head. Actually kissed the blanket because I covered my head with all the blankets. I don't wear a veil, either.

Most people think Arsy kisses that bolster again. Same-face body people do not look like.

'Miss her so much! MyCuteWife's'

That's what Arsy wrote in his photo caption.

Alay, yes my husband. But sweet anyway. Arsy rarely uploads photos. In IG are mostly photos of Arsyad. My picture is there but I don't look at my face. It just so happens that Arsy is like me. I don't like uploading photos that show faces, except for the photos again. And Arsy doesn't like showing off my selfies on social media either. My beauty is only she has it. Am I really beautiful? Yes of course it is. Wkwk Narcissistic demon has been possessed.

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The next day we went home to Mom. I wear the clothes of Kak Arisya who was deliberately kept here if staying.

You know, I only wore her clothes yesterday. This Arsy is deliberately like putting me on his shirt so I look sexy in front of him.

Ish whose husband is that.

Arsy came back to the hospital after driving me home.

At home I saw Dafa sleeping while watching TV.

When I approached I saw a wound in his hand. She why?

"Abang, what's wrong with you?" much

"Fall down" he answered short.

"Definitely garagara speeding yesterday. You're okay, right?"

"Abang is fine. Scuffed by doang."

Huh yealah.

"Any meal yet?"

Dafa shook his head.

"Where's intan?"

"Either. No crap."

"Ish this Brother. He's not cooking?"

"Don't talk about it?" dafa said angry.

"Why is my brother angry? What's wrong with him?" many wonder.

"It was very noisy" Dafa said as he went up to his room.

I also went up. But I went to Intan's room not Dafa's.

"When did you get there?" intan asked as I entered his room.

"Bustusan," I replied. "Eh Tan's. You know Dafa fell?"

Intan nodded.

"He was yesterday why tibatiba went speeding that. You knew?"

Intan shook his head.

Ish is the son of Arsyad kayaknya Angukgeleng.

"You fought with Dafa?" my many.

"What have you ever seen us get along?" tanyakanya. Even back to nanya ish.

"Yes not too. But today you're the others like it. Wanna share?"

"We had a fight last night" he said.

"Because?"

"Dafa knows Rio used to screw me. He's angry."

"Why jealous? Oh my God!" I'm appalled.

"He was angry, not jealous. If you were the one Rio was shaking, he would be angry. He's been barring us from being pig-bellied."

"Hmm ... !"

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Seriate.

*BONUS*

- Author's POV

Fizu, Adri and Intan, are shocked to see Dafa coming home injured.

Dafa should have gotten home first. But it just showed up at eight o'clock. The house people were already worried, it turns out that their concern was evident when they saw Dafa coming home with such circumstances.

Fizu immediately took out a first aid box to treat Dafa's wounds.

"Why can I believe it anyway, Fa. Bring the vehicle to observe it. Don't worry Mama!" fizu said after treating Dafa's wounds.

"Already Ma. Let Dafa rest first. We should also rest," interrupted Adri.

Adri takes Fizu to the room.

While Intan was still there with Dafa.

Dafa handed the motor key to Intan.

"Absite ...."

"Your motor is fine. Don't worry!" dafa said cutting Intan's talk.

"What's wrong?" ask Intan.

"Do I look like I'm dying right now?"

"Again angry with me, Garagara?"

Dafa did not answer.

"Don't I apologize."

"For?"

"Didn't obey Brother's orders. Sorry I'm a boner with a man."

"It's none of my business!"

Intan knew that Dafa must be angry with her. Although Dafa's attitude towards Intan is not the same as his attitude towards Syifa. But the worry is the same. Dafa is protective of Intan and Syifa. What can't be for Syifa, can't be for Intan. Intan is aware of it. So it was only natural that Dafa was angry now.

In addition, because Intan likes Dafa, he feels guilty about himself and feels that he has betrayed his own feelings by doing things that Dafa forbids.

"Abang. I'm sorry!" pinta Intan again.

"From now on do what you want. You can never obey what I say. Just your trouble now. I don't care" said Dafa cynically.

"Dragon!" intan's voice is shrivelling. "I'm really sorry."

Dafa closed his eyes. Why does his chest hurt so much to hear that kind of Intan voice.

"If you don't like me and want to find another man, you should still be able to keep your limits. You should be able to protect yourself. You're a woman, take care of your dignity."

"What kind of woman do you think I am?" Intan has started to get emotional. "I haven't done anything bad in years. I'm just acting like him, that's what I had to do. I also know the limits. Even my brother invited me to fuck yesterday. We're not mahram either."

Actually, Intan knew that Dafa was not serious when he asked her for a puppet. But he deliberately wanted to awaken it because he did not accept the words of Dafa.

Even though Dafa's words aren't wrong. But Intan accepted it another way, he felt Dafa had insulted him by saying such a thing.

"Bags should also keep boundaries. Brother often goes out alone, right with Arisya? Although riding a car is not a motorcycle, it is still not good to see. It's not because I'm jealous, it's just that you want to read it. You're not mahram."

After saying that Intan left Dafa alone.

"Sorry!" whispered Dafa as Intan left.

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