Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 16

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"Hissh, it must be Rafa's mas coming," he muttered as he smashed his lips and made Zain smile wide.

"Rafa understands you very well, Ra. To the extent that he advised your grandfather not to disturb his sister who wants PDKT with a favorite ustadz. If Rafa knew that your favorite ustadz wanted to immediately whit his cute sister, surely your brother immediately gave his blessing. But unfortunately, who wants to be immediately dikhitbah instead refused," said Zain teasing cute girl in front of him.

The red hue is clearly on both cheeks when hearing Zain's words. And his heartbeat was pounding. If the heart was not the masterpiece of the Creator, it could certainly be released immediately.

"Ustadz don't do that! I'm going to be embarrassed. It's not that I rejected the dichotomy immediately, but I'm really not ready. I'm afraid I haven't been able to serve Ustadz-" Hastungkara hung his words and covered his face with both palms.

Hastungkara was very embarrassed when he said the word 'serve'. It was in her mind how she would serve Zain if the handsome ustadz was truly destined to be her husband.

"Ehem." Zain cleared his throat again and switched the conversation by offering Hastungkara a cup of tea that is still on the tray.

"Ra, let's drink the nasgitel tea first! You can sit, right?"

Hastungkara nodded faintly and slowly lowered the palm that covered his face.

"Can Tadz," he then tried to bring his weak body to sit down.

"Need help, Ra?" tanyanya and reciprocated by Hastungkara.

"No Tadz. God willing, I can do it myself."

Hastungkara bit his lower lip and instantly closed the netra as he felt an immense pain all over his body.

"Ra, what exactly happened to you? It looks like you are feeling tremendous pain." Zain looked at Hastungkara's face with a gaze that implied dismay.

If they have been halal, want the taste ... Zain helped Hastungkara to sit down and treat the girl by giving a love massage.

Hastungkara leaned back on the hearingboard and answered a question that was written from Zain's lips accompanied by a line of smiles that framed his pale face.

"A week ago, exactly after Maghrib, my body was hit by a very large object, Tadz. After that, it was hard to move my entire body. To wash and urinate, I was assisted by mak Safri and mak Nur. Thank God, it is now gone. Probably because of Ustadz."

"It seems, you need me Ra. Be my wife so that I can be God's mediator to protect and take care of you because what you face is something supernatural" Zain said seriously.

"But Ustadz - -"

"After we get married, I will not prevent you from continuing your studies" Zain interrupted while trimming Hastungkara's speech.

Hastungkara. His tongue felt too tired to go back in words. The speech that was spoken from Zain's lips implied that the handsome ustadz really seriously wanted to make him a halal lover.

"Thank you, Tadz" he said.

"Don't be groggy, Ra!"

"What the hell is Tadz." Hastungkara bowed in embarrassment, hiding the red hue that returned vividly on both cheeks.

After taking a cup of nasgitel tea and tasting bakpia souvenirs from Rafa, Zain said goodbye and promised to come again tomorrow morning.

"I'm sorry Tadz, I can't get Ustadz to the front."

"It's okay, Ra. From now on, don't call me 'ustadz', but call me 'gold' because I'm your future priest!" said Zain who successfully made Hastungkara wrong behavior.

"Assalamu'alaikum," he said later after moving from a sitting position.

"Wa-wa'alaikumsalam -"

Zain smiled then turned his heels and carried his steps away from the front of Hastungkara.

After Zain left, Hastungkara remembered his friends Derana. The shadow of Derana's face that was framed gently danced in the eye pelup to make a lump of meat that was residing in the chest was painful.

"Ran, what happened to you? I'm so worried about you Ran" he murmured as he pressed against his chest.

Just like Hastungkara, Derana was pressing on the chest. His heart ached when he heard the conversation Farel and Atmajaya ....

"Grandfather doesn't like the words and your very rude attitude towards Derana. How can Derana be subdued if treated harshly? Remember Rel, Derana has to control her emotions so she can get pregnant soon!" said Atmajaya with his voice that sounded firm.

"Ck, I can't pretend to speak and be nice to her Kek, because I don't love Derana. If it wasn't for our family, I wouldn't have married that hick. What if she can't get pregnant? It's impossible for our goals to be achieved." Farel turned the lazy eyeball and landed his weight roughly on the sofa.

"If Derana turns out not to be able to get pregnant, you can marry another woman who has the same weton as your wife" Atmajaya said. The old man pulled both corners of his lips and patted Farel-his beloved grandson on the shoulder.

While Derana ..he silenced her mouth and walked with wide strides, leaving the two men who were still cool talking without knowing that someone was listening to their conversation ....

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