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RM115. Fill the head there
"Here, Put." Givan gave him his laptop and the files that had been summarized in such a way.
The princess received and put one by one the evidence on the table. "Why isn't it activated?" He opened the monitor screen.
"Search in my document, CCTV evidence of the title." Givan had just looked at his wife's face.
"Why?" Givan sat next to Canda, touching his wife's shoulder.
Canda shook her head, but she immediately grabbed her husband's body. Without shame, he clutched tightly to the athletic body by smelling its aroma.
"Kangen, want to eat seblak." Canda diverted his grief, with the food he wanted.
He wanted the burden of the mind that Ai created, distracted by the food that was interesting to him at this time. She did not want to think too much about herself being cheap or expensive for her husband. Most important to him now, he's still married to Givan.
"Don't be spicy?" Givan pinched his wife's nose.
"You can do it, Canda. Let's make it to eat big, I help you." Fira pestered the sweet chat of husband and wife.
"Don't want me, tired later."
Fira gawked alone, with the words of Canda. He thought Canda would agree with his invitation.
"Yourhift.... Hey, Cendol!" Fira blushes her lips.
"The message is you're hungry cake anyway, Fir?" Adinda squinted her eyes.
The princess immediately shunned.
"Whoa, Mah. I can't just be given fruit, where Key won't come again."
Temporary humor was transferred to Fira.
"Yes, eat first. Gih on the take in the back. Fir, get the others to eat." Adinda told Fira as the person she allowed to eat first, so that the Princess does not look shy here.
"Brought in, Put. Afraid anu...." Givan did not continue his words.
"Assynolt...." The tall and athletic man, came along with the Dzuhur adhan.
"Wa'alaikum salutations." Their words, looking at the door.
"You think you're leaving, Ken." Adinda sat down and relaxed in her place.
"No, Mah. Abis pick up Yuni, the flower baby sitter. Last time went with Ria, Yuni again rest at the house of Umm ma'am with Ria." Ken gawked in and kissed Adinda's hand.
He spreads his view. "Isa.... Tsk, tsk, tsk....." Ken nodded in disbelief with a glance at Givan.
"Reunian dong," the lead was followed by a loud laugh.
"Hmm, fast the Gemoy Manyun continues." Kenandra ends up knocking on Canda's nose with a laugh that starts to subside.
"Again asking for this, the Princess wants to see CCTV evidence of time at the Jepara hotel. His title is S.Psi he, not to say anymore. You know, have a chat with Ces first." Givan chuckled lightly with a glance towards the Princess who was walking with Fira towards the back.
Kenandra sat on the sofa Fira had occupied earlier. He still kept the Princess who walked away.
"Ohh, could it. Equivalent of." He looked at the princess with interest.
"Fill that head, there's-there, Mah. Other contents of the hose*angan, surely that's it. Riska S.Si, science scholar. His mindset and knowledge skills connect the same contents of my head. That talk is good quality, Mah."
Adinda just found out, it turns out her adopted child views the education of a woman who will be made a partner.
"I am now, Bang," said Givan, who was immediately given a hard pinch on his stomach.
"Oh, ouch, ouch...." Givan blocks his wife's hand with a horse grimace.
"They're no heads, Van. He remains qualified, with the education and teaching he gets. The topic is different, women whose education is high and not fit." Kenandra made a ball with her own hands.
"Stay in the kitchens too" Ai chirped lightly.
Now, it is being stared at by four pairs of adult eyes.
"Indeed, finally in the kitchen and take care of the child as well. But the kitchen must be different dong, the way he treats cuisine must be different. Not to distinguish the rich and the poor, not to compare the fate of a person as well. But yes, my choice is yes, whose head is there. Because if the sound of the contents of the hose*angan, yes it feels like all. Want from the coast, mountains, villages or urban, yes it feels the same. Appreciate someone's perspective, because your view of men must be different." Kenandra forced Ai to nod with her understanding. Kenandra does not like to lose the debate.
"Yes please if she wants to too, Bang. Double degree, same SPsi D3 business management. Which he developed as long as I know him anyway, yeah tends to business management. His efforts succeeded all, but play interest a thousand times, for example there is an agreement in terms of capital. I don't know if his psychological education is higher than business management" said Givan, who still holds his wife's hand.
Canda's hand moved on, Givan worried about being pinched again.
Kenandra applauded in admiration. "Cool, cool this is a girl. Perhaps his psychological education he took because of his interest. While business management for its basic responsibilities in the company. So what is he now?" Kenandra is still interested in talking about Princess.
"Project on the highway. The contractor knows what, but he was given a vehicle with his company. Yes it is possible to go to the field, because it must be located far from the initial building. Only the horrors he was talking about, he said his salary was five point five million." Givan lowered his voice.
"Bankrut post-last bui ya?" Givan just nodded, hearing Kenandra's question.
Kenandra knows the ins and outs of the story about Jasmin's mother. He also did not lack information, about the history of the birth of Key without the marriage of his parents.
"Cock-feeled? Why indeed?" Ai couldn't just be quiet, if she heard the chatter that invited her curiosity.
"Take care of Mamah and Givan. Capital affairs, Givan is forced to remain married to him. As a result, it is directly filled. Seventeen years in prison, but I don't know how long he's been out for." Kenandra explained in a soft voice.
They realized that they were talking about someone in the kitchen.
Ai swallowed her saliva. Forcing for Givan to marry only, Princess until she can be imprisoned. Quickly, his problems until so complicated and finally he got punished. Not Givan he got, but the punishment that awaited him after childbirth later. Even now, he is limited to wandering for no reason. The term self-isolation, it is appropriate for him. However, his situation is precarious. Makes her brave to ask Adinda for help, regarding the state of her pregnancy.
"I'm going to the back, huh, Mah? Want to ask for Princess's contact." Kenandra got up, but was immediately prevented by an order from Adinda.
"Later, take care of Ai first. He said he had bleeding again." Adinda pointed at Ai with her chin.
"But, Mah. Ai don't be taken away first, want to talk to the Princess." Givan scratched his head in confusion with this less conducive situation.
"You need to check his son's heartbeat first, Van. I have some tools here. Check here, because it is also troublesome to bring village prisoners to the hospital. Scared, I'm blamed on the village." Kenandra walked first to one of the guest rooms. Then he opened the door of the room so wide.
"Go in first, Ai. I'm gonna go get the tools in the upstairs room." Kenandra walked to the back, to go up to the second floor.
In his view, he found the Princess who was focusing on the laptop screen. With rice dishes and side dishes, which he occasionally enjoyed in silence.
Kenandra is increasingly curious about the character of the Princess. Although he knew, the negative side of the woman.
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Ouch, Ken! Ken! I've also just laid out a framework for your story. Your taste, apparently not my main character ⁇ ️