
Arriving at Zayyan's house. They both instantly cengo. Because it turns out Zayyan's parents told them to sleep in one room on the grounds that the guest room has not been cleaned.
"Can you, she sleeps with mom?" ask Zayyan.
"I can't, mama's sleeping with papa!" vincent said, hugging his wife's waist.
"When is Cia sleeping in the guest room?" ask Cia.
"The guest room is very dirty, not yet had a Aunt cleanin." replied Sella with a smile.
Cia and Zayyan looked at each other.
"What's Lo looking at?!" spray Cia.
"Sleep in the living room" said Zayyan.
His mother and father immediately glared at what his son said. "No no! If Cia hurts your waist you want myjitin's responsibility?!" ask her mother while shaking her waist.
"What a room. Tomorrow you are married." said his father.
Cia looked at Zayyan's face. When speaking Zayyan's parents looked spoiled. Unlike when talking to himself or others whose face is flat and his tone is cold. When talking to his mother Zayyan became warmer. There was also a spoiled childlike expression on the man's face.
"Well, in Zayyan's other room, right?" ask Zayyan.
"No, in your original room."
Glug. Zayyan swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. I really want that guy to hide. But if he cursed in front of his mother, it was possible that his high heels would land on his lips.
Inevitably Zayyan finally took Cia to his room. With a heavy heart the man opened his room door slowly.
After the door of the room opened wide Cia immediately pegged in place. Zayyan turned his face in shame.
"Njir, is this seriously Lo's room?" asked Cia while laughing out loud.
"Don't bother Lo!"
"No! Sorry, but I can't stop laughing." said Cia while laughing looking at Zayyan's room. Much different from the one in her shadow. Zayyan's room he had imagined was dark. Messy everywhere. Creepy objects that support his person as a badboy. What actually? Zayyan's room is light blue light white combination. White curtains. There is a blue whale doll. A place of learning similar to a place for children to study. Zayyan's room was really like Kindergarten's. There is one more thing that makes Cia fail to focus.
"What's anjr?" cia asked while carrying a white kimono patterned with a picture of a cartoon whale in blue. The girl really couldn't stop her laughter.
"Laughter continues." said Zayyan as he sat on his bed.
Cia tried to neutralize herself so as not to laugh anymore because she felt sorry to see the face of Zayyan who had met red. Then Cia sat down beside Zayyan.
"So this is what you mean by habit?" ask Cia.
Zayyan nodded.
"Totally look at Lo at school" said Cia with a laugh.
"There is still" said Zayyan.
Cia turned towards Zayyan. "What else? Show me dong."
"Later in the night if you want to sleep, you also know" replied Zayyan.
Cia frowned. Why should I sleep? What is Zayyan's habit when going to sleep? Cannot be denied. Now Cia's brain is traveling around the world. Cia thinks Zayyan's habit before bed is a yes.
"It's not strange" Zayyan said when she realized Cia was engrossed in her thoughts.
Zayyan rolled his eyes lazily. "Mandi, keep on eating lunch!" zayyan's orders.
"Lo himself? No shower?" ask Cia.
Zayyan. "Gue took a bath in the lower bathroom." then hurriedly picked up his whale-patterned kimono and went downstairs.
"It's weird, I think someone is hiding again" muttered Cia while squinting her eyes.
Cia picked up the change of clothes she had brought from the house earlier. Then quickly take a shower. Because she wanted to help her future in-laws prepare lunch. Yes, even if he can't cook. At least it seems to help, no.
But after Cia came down. It turns out that the one in the kitchen wasn't Zayyan's mother. Vincent Zayyan's Papa. Cia frowned. "Normally I see mothers who cook, what are the fathers?" inner Cia.
Realizing there was Cia behind him Vincent called out to him.
"Here's Cia!" call Vincent.
"Yes, um." Cia approaching.
"Zayyan's still in the shower" Vincent said.
Cia mangosteen. Then the girl rolled her eyes around. "Tante Sella where's om?" ask Cia.
"Oh, he's taking Zayyan's bath." Vincent replied casually.
Cia immediately ngefrezee heard the story of Zayyan's father. "Don't tell me this is also her habit." Inner Cia. No, Cia didn't want to think like that just yet. He asked again.
"Mandating? What do you mean shower?" ask Cia.
"Yes, mandiin. Help brush your teeth, use soap, help shampooing and so on." replied Vincent.
Cia was more and more cengo with papa's answer from Zayyan. This is what it means to bathe like that kind of kid? "Njir, crazy. Don't tell me if she's married, she also told me to shower her. What if the quail turns me off?" inner Cia.
Rather than think about it, Cia chose to help her father Zat prepare lunch. Not help cooking. He just helped bring his dinner table and dinnerware.
A moment later Zayyan's mother Sella came out of the bathroom and approached her husband to continue cooking. A few minutes later Zayyan came out using a white kimono towel patterned with a cartoon whale.
"Gtsi..." Cia held her laughter desperately. "I swear, if not in front of his father's mother I have laughed Lo." Inner Cia saw the appearance of Zayyan who was like a son of Kindergarten.
Zayyan glanced at Cia cynically. The guy knew Cia was laughing at herself in the heart. "What sins do I have to meet a girl like her." Inner Zayyan. After that, he went upstairs to change his clothes.
"Don't be surprised, Cia. Zayyan's son is spoiled. Nothing can't be alone." Sella said.
"Oh yeah?"
"Yes. All Aunt bantuin. Shower bath. Eating should be in bribes. Uniforms should be worn. Combing hair must also be combed." replied Sella while lifting food that is ripe.
"Jirlah, like a real Kindergarten boy." Cia's mind did not believe.
"Later if you're married, you change aunt, don't take care of her okay?" ask Sella.
"Hehe, yes Auntie." replied Cia with a clumsy smile. "So I was told to take care of that big baby?" cia's inner self while thinking about what other habits she didn't know about Zayyan. I hope it's not a strange habit.
"But.if his habit is very nervous anjr. He looks like a bad boy. But his nature duh.." Cia's inner while smiling to herself.
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