After Marriage
CHAPTER 142 - Always Lose Argument

This morning Alana woke up with a very bright, radiant face. Last night, he fell into a deep sleep after bagging some brilliant ideas proposed by the friend, Sisil.

So happy, Alana to leave school early, today even Alana who picked up the Altar at her home.

Repeatedly Alana pressed the house bell widya mother, until shortly afterwards the door was opened by the housekeeper.

“Mbak Alana's. Enter Mbak, mas Altar is still breakfast,” replied Ratih, as it is.

“No need Bude, Al just wait here,” answer

Alana is polite, complete with her friendly smile that looks very pretty.

Ratih nodded his head while opening the door wide, if later Alana wants to enter he can enter at will. And after that, Ratih went back inside the house, head to the dining table and tell all her employers if Alana is waiting for the Altar in front.

“uhuk!” Altar until coughed at the words of Bude Ratih, it felt really unreasonable Alana got to this house early in the morning, just to go to school with him.

“Be careful Al,” said Widya while getting closer

a glass of water on the child.

The call of Alana and Altar is deliberately made the same, equally called AL to create invisible bonds, said Agung long ago.

Another Altar is also the father, if the Altar feels

surprised, then Agung actually felt very happy. After the news of the match

delivered to his two children, now Alana even more courageous to

approaching Altar.

In fact, this early in the morning Alana was in front of her house.

“After there go, pity Alana waiting for you,” the Great Decree, with her gaze deliberately made sharp. So that this kid is scared

and according.

“But my food has not run out Well,” replied Altar and indeed that is how it is.

“You can eat in the cafeteria.” Agung continues to press.

“Don't want, after all the snacks in the canteen right

afternoon, if I have been to the canteen to lose dong,” bela Altar anyway while continuing to eat breakfast, fried rice sausage that senagaja he asked made by the mother.

Don't want to argue early in the morning, the child and her husband,

Widya immediately spent 100 thousands in front of the Altar, to make

the eyes of the Altar instantly faded, lit up like the color of the money.

“Nih, extra snacks, there go. “ Widya's word.

With a quick movement, the Altar immediately took the money and immediately drank water as a cover for his breakfast.

“thank you my most beautiful mother,” praise the Altar,

then kissed the mother's cheek and kissed the back of her mother's right hand.

“Kayak mother dong Yah, understand what the child wants,” complains Altar on his father, Agung only sniffed when his son kissed the back of his right hand.

“learn first real, new pocket money added,” Syndir Agung to make the Altar cut down.

Not wanting his father to return to the lecture at length, Altar immediately passed to meet Alana in front of his house.

Alana was standing right on the porch of the house, turning her back to the door.

“Al!” squealing Altar with a snapping tone, to make Alana infected with shock.

Alana even to beristigfar in his heart.he swore an oath to the altar. But with all his strength he did not let out through his mouth.

Alana turned around and looked at the sticky altar, complete with a smile that was made tempting.

Seeing that, the Altar instead felt amused itself.

“You sick?” ask the Altar directly, he even

moving her hand and touching Alana's forehead, checking the body temperature of this girl.

Alana said, letting the Altar touch her forehead over and over.

“Not hot right?” alana asked anyway, with her blinking eyes unclear.

The eyes that made the Altar shudder were horrified.

“Al! Release!” tell the altar, it's uncomfortable. Not mahram and again this in front of his parents' house.

But Alana doesn't care, she moves

his head is like a kitten asking to be pampered.

“Mother!” the altar called out to the mother.

Hearing that, Alana was instantly sucked in, she quickly released her grip on

the Altar Arm, taking a ready position as quickly as possible with an anxious look on the face. Afraid caught.

And seeing that, the Altar immediately laughed out loud,

until it makes Alana grow upset.

“Come ah! Just go! Sebel!” alana said ketus, and the Altar according without much debate.

The altar continued to smile until he rode on the bike, while Alana was still standing, waiting for the Altar to give her one helmet that was still locked on the handlebar.

“Don't keep smiling like that, I don't like it

see it,” ketus Alana, as she feels. He hated every time he saw this happy Altar.

“You should ask, why am I so happy this morning.”

Alana was silent, lazily answering.

“I was selling you to Wid's mother, 100 thousand rupiah,” all over Altar, and without Babibu Alana directly hit the Altar hard shoulder.

Until the Altar rowed in pain, Alana's punches were always painful for her.

“Sick Al!”

“Bodo highly!”

“Wear your helmet,” Altar then, seraya

hold out the helmet to Alana. Instead of taking that helmet, Alana

budging.

“Install,” pinta Alana, spoiled. I swear by anything, he was eager to throw up imagining his behavior this morning. Sisil said, this morning Alana should look spoiled, flirtatious and aggressive in the eyes of the Altar.

And Alana, will try to do her best. For the Altar, really disliked him. He did not consider her a good wife.

“No need to spoil, wear it yourself!” said Altar anyway, no less fierce.

“No want! Anyway pakein, dot.” Answer Alana

quickly, he even hid both his hands behind and slightly

close her head to the husband.

Lazy to argue, Finally the Altar obeyed as well

alana's wish. Pair the helmet and lock it tightly.

“Run up!” The altar spoke in annoyance.

“What else?” ask the Altar also when he saw Alana who was still silent, while the two of them were on the roof. With such a deep look.

There was a strange ring in the hearts of the two, but Alana and Altar quickly drove the strange gelayar.

“Katamu. You want to accept our matchmaking, right?” alana asked after a long time both of them were silent, only their gazes seemed to talk to each other.

Slowly, the Altar nodded. Still don't know where Alana's talking is going this time.

“Then let's get closer, get closer to each other

receive, open your heart, as Aslan's father told me.” Timpal Alana again, to make both Altar netra patterned.

He did want to accept this match, but did not expect that Alana would act like this. For the Altar, the marriage is still far ahead there, they are still high school, no need to bother thinking about it now.

“What do you mean? Speaking clearly, I've known you a lot since childhood, so why else know each other. Besides, no matter how I am and however you are, we will still get married,” replied Altar loudly, to make Alana speechless.

It's always like this, Alana always loses when she's arguing with the Altar.

Finally Alana could only cut down, instantly all the plans she had neatly arranged disappeared, evaporating somewhere.