YOUNG MARRIAGE AND MY STORY

what I see and hear

hopefully can entertain gayssss

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"want to stop by the deck?" ask the priest to run the car

"no need to go straight home "say Chaca looks tired

"you are still tired of abis from the city also yesterday . yes it was boobok first if only I woke up "

"yes, thanks mas"

"hmmm"

...and sure it was only a few minutes the car drove Chaca was asleep making the priest pull his lip line....

"dek has arrived" whispered the priest patting Chaca's cabi's cheek

"emghhhhh . Yes Nek brags again" said Chaca who was not aware

"sadly wake up first" whispered the priest as he squeezed Chaca's nose with a prank

"enghhhh .. ehhh geez already up to ya mas" said Chaca gathering awareness but it seems his drowsiness is more profound

"i'm still sleepy because I can not carry" he whined

"pampered girl base"ledeknya but still obeyed the order of her favorite girl got out of the car and walked towards the side of the door Chaca

"yuk rose . "the priest's mouth turned on Chaca

"thank you I'm so tired of "his words are weak

"assalamualaikum Nek "priest's speech that saw Ima's grandmother being illuminated

"navalarsalam . Chaca why mam ?" ask grandma to panic

"no papa Nek just tired of sleeping he Nek don't want to wake up"

"astaga emang this child if tired very difficult to build. ya have put his room aja mam"

"iya Nek .imam enter first"the priest's priest who was taken by his grandmother

"your weight is like going up the deck" the priest muttered after putting Chaca on the bed and taking off her shoes

"good rest' future wife"

muttered the priest and kissed Chaca's forehead

cup

"The priest's grandmother said yes" said the priest shaking hands with the grandmother who was still sitting in the terrace

"not later?"

"not Nek .alah nih nek afternoon"

"yes, my heart is"

"ready grandma"

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pov chaca

......The day continues to run for 3 months I live my day with as usual the name of life must have ups and downs sometimes happy sometimes hard sometimes sad sometimes happy. Me and my friends became very close sometimes we really play together together . that also sometimes makes my handsome girlfriend is jealous of them. let alone bang Fery, especially , he is most jealous of my brother . although I have explained many times that we are pure friends. ......

like at this time he was angry and sulking even he ignored me since 2 days ago because I was found coming home with a bang Fery fitting event hanging out at the cafe. whereas at that time there was nothing I could guess because dina after hanging out immediately went with Wildan's sister, Fathul and his friends went futsal and my girl friend temen went shopping. as a result I came home delivered by Fery bang because we are unidirectional and also he is in a hurry because there is family business.

"have I noticed three days you are often diem ca. again upset thinking mas imam nyuekin you huh?" said Fathul who sat next to Chaca was surprised that three days Chaca diem sometimes daydreaming

"jalah . mending you samperin just the man I saw he was in the park. rather than rest' not to the canteen just menggamun gini . I want to leave you also can't bear when the worms stomach me again demo"ledek Fathul

"basic you" I said patting him on the shoulder with a book

"yes, if you want to eat tul" I'm sorry

"then if you why am I wronged"

"i want your priest's samperin mas to be still" I said up from the chair

"that's dong . the spirit of chaca" he said passed first

"huftttt" I took a long breath and began to walk towards the park.The atmosphere was rather quiet there were only a few people around the park because surely some of the students filled his energy for the next lesson.

"he said nothing" I was confused

"that's it" I said, seeing my girlfriend standing behind a rather large tree

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"i miss you "the woman I just saw after I approached and it turns out the priest is not alone but there is someone he met . suddenly the woman hugged my girlfriend and continued to say the word miss and what made me sad was the priest who returned his embrace and also said the same longing word with her .

"i also miss you my little girl" the priest replied to her embrace

"you moved here" said the priest taking off his arms

"yes I want the same rich school you are" said the woman smiling beautiful girl body contained and fashionable make me smile smugly with what I am far from her.

"really good dong" said the priest

"Same aunt Om also moved?"continued

"yes, tonight my father's same mother to your house and also me certainly" said the girl smiled happily at her beautiful face.

"yes you are back in class, yes I still want to be here "priest said

"okay see you later" said the woman smilingly waving her hand

"until I see my little girl" said the priest, staring at her departure and after that he turned around and found me standing not far from her with a surprised face.

"deck from when you were here" he said, reaching out to me, trying to grab my hand, which was either immediately rough-edged by the thought of their intimate interaction. my eyes have been glassy since then but I tried not to blink because I was afraid there was a melt of water flowing.

"long enough to see you guys" I said coldly

"it's not all like you think deck"

"not what I thought?"I said smiling wryly how could he speak like this

"obviously obviously I saw you guys hugging each other.What's my fault is that you always make me like the most stupid person because you've been sick so many times and I always try to keep believing in you. but you've always been so to me mas . how stupid I am "my words softly smiled wryly

"i don't know what else I have to do for the umpteenth time . Even we're three months away from getting married but honestly I doubt you are right now anyway" I continued

"dek don't tell me that, dengerin mas first" he said holding both my shoulders

"what should I hear if what I see and hear before my eyes"I said I looked down and didn't want to see his bead because I knew when I saw his eyes again and again I'd be devastated by it.

"sadly I just want you to believe the same whether that's what you hear and see . but my love for you is real and I will never share it for any woman"the imam firmly

"i want to be classy" I said gently as I looked into her shady eyes

"you want to avoid" he said flatly

"who dodged me or you? you ask me to trust you ? then has my trust in you been lacking ? while you yesterday mengambuk not clear until diemin I have been three days . do you also believe me even me and he did not make physical contact like what you did !but do you believe me ? no, right? excuse me" I said firmly and raised my voice

I don't know why this time I really don't cry either because it's been hurt by her often makes me like stronger and think adults for what to cry about things like this there's no point I cry and it would even make me ashamed if people knew it . I don't want to be pitied and look weak in their eyes.