Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA Chapter 7
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"Hastungkara --" Derana's voice choked with twinkling eyes framed with dew points when the face of a young blue-hijab girl filled the viewing room ....
Hastungkara .. he's Derana's best friend, the granddaughter of the village chief who lives in the city. Every school holiday arrived, Hastungkara always visited his grandfather's house in the village of Widow.
In addition to visiting the grandfather's house, Hastungkara also visited the house of his best friend-Derana.
Hastungkara and Derana were friends from childhood. Although the two are quite far apart, but the relationship of a pair of friends is still intertwined until now.
Almost every day, Hastungkara and Derana send word by air. But after Derana married, the two no longer send news because Farel often confiscated Derana's device.
"Rara--" Derana carries her body running and blending into the arms of her best friend-Hastungkara.
The pair of friends hugged each other, shedding longing.
"Rara, I miss."
"I miss you too, Rana. After marriage, you are very difficult to contact" said Hastungkara as he broke his arms.
"sorry. It was because --" Derana slashed her words and let out a long sigh. She said that her dress was often confiscated by Farel, because her husband was glaring with a sharp look.
"Because of what, Ran?" asked Hastungkara curiously followed by a second peck at the base of his eyebrows.
"Because I often run out of internet pulses and quotas" Derana said.
But Hastungkara who really knew his best friend, did not immediately believe. He was very sure, Derana was hiding something and had to lie.
"Owhhh, chirain was seized with your husband" Hastungkara said, glancing at Farel with the tail of his eyes.
"From the beginning you were like a psychic, Ra." Derana let out a laugh and pulled Hastungkara's nose slightly inward.
"Hhhaha, I'm a psychic. So be careful when dealing with me! I will read whatever is implied in your mind and the bottom of your heart." Again Hastungkara glanced at Farel so that the man's body trembled and his hands were moistened by cold sweat.
Every time his net flashed with the netra of Hastungkara, Farel felt a power emanating from the bead of the seventeen-year-old girl's eyes. So that success makes it infested by fear.
"It's Mas, two-part chicken claw noodles, plus the seller's broken wobble." Sari glanced mischievously and put a tray containing two servings of chicken noodles on the table. Then he shook his head while showing off a very sweet smile.
Farel swallowed the salivary when watching Sari swaying in pieces.
Wanting to feel, he gave a saweran to the widow of one's child. But it was canceled because his fear of Hastungkara increasingly dominates.
I don't know what Farel was afraid of - a proud man who seemed to fear no one, no exception to his Lord. Yet in the presence of Hastungkara, the man had completely lost his guts.
"Thank you, Je-ng. Uh, Mommy." Farel's voice sounded soft and flattened.
"Mas Farel is sick again? Kog changed, not as usual? Every day Sari swayed brokenly, Mas Farel always gave a saweran and praised the sway of Sari-like mbak Inoel. What is this, why is kog just diem wae? No thanks or compliments," said Sari while protesting.
Farel flinching. He was confused as to what answer. No way, he replied out of fear of Hastungkara ....
"Mbak Sari," call Hastungkara just to distract.
Sari rotates her head. The young widow was very surprised when her sense of sight caught a very familiar face, Hastungkara-grandson of the village chief ....
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Sorry Brother-sister, UP this way first yes. God willing if there is time, author further again 😊🙏
Oh yes, so that the story of Derana does not seem sad, the author changed the cover. With hope, Derana in the real world does not get sad if you remember the story of her past that is very strange 😊🙏
To the brothers who celebrate Eid al-Adha, the author says Happy Eid al-Adha, sorry to be born and inner. May God always give us His blessings and blessings. Aamiin yaa robbal allamiin.' 😊🙏🙏
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