Forced to Marry a Married Man
Chapter 73 The hair.

"Tasya, why did you come out of your sister's room?" the mother's question surprised Tasya at that time, looks nervous face he showed in front of the mother.

How could Tasya possibly vilify her sister in front of her mother, "it just so happens that Natasha's room is less comfortable Mom, what if Tasya sleeps in Mom's room!"

" It's a good idea too, I happen to want to have a chatter tonight, too" said the mother to her son.

" Well right so ma'am, it fits Tasya. Tasya also needs a friend to talk to tonight."

"Yes, come on."

The mother began to embrace the shoulders of her first child, bringing Tasya into the room to sleep together.

While Natasha has managed to expel her brother. Still thinking of a way to get close to Sarla again, "I have to find an idea."

Natasha couldn't sleep last night, thinking about Rafa's words, where I could take the heart of her friend who she had been disappointed.

" How can I take Sarla's heart when she doesn't think of me as a friend anymore, all because of my twin."

because he continued to think about Rafa's words, Sarla finally began to melt her body, where she really could not sleep to immediately sleep, her mind was confused.

Between sending a message or not to his best friend." how is this."

Tasya, who now sleeps with her mother, sends a message to her twin (i know for a fact that you have thought of your best friend)

Clasping the phone tightly after reading, a message from her own sister, "Why does she always know what I'm feeling."

(My dear sister. You don't need to be a hypocrite behind my back, as your twin I certainly know the feeling you are feeling right now.)

Biting her fingers, where Natasha still does not accept if Tasya knows the contents of her heart,

(Don't be so smart as your astrologer It's Tasya, I still don't like you.)

Tasya understood the reply of the message from his sister, because he knew the mistake yesterday, certainly making the annoyance still piled on his sister's heart.

Moreover, Tasya has dared to divide the relationship between Rafa and Natasha.

(It's up to you. If you don't like me, I'll still block your evil intentions from others.)

Replies that increasingly make Natasha angry, he wanted to throw his phone right then and there, but what power, only the phone can make Natasha feel a little calm.

Natasha tried to sleep not to reply to messages from her own brother, she tried to forget her anger to Tasya, so that her sleep tonight is very good.

because tomorrow there will be a plan that he has compiled, he hopes that if Sarla comes to college tomorrow.

Pulling the blanket over her entire body, that was when Natasha began to fall asleep by letting out a loud snoring.

He looked so exhausted, because he was constantly regulating emotions.

Tasya, who is now beside her mother, began to lay down her body to sleep immediately, because tomorrow there will be something interesting for her.

He knows that his sister will do evil things again to Sarla, in order to get Rafa.

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Natasha now woke up with both eyes so reddened, the look of a messy face, under the eyes blackened like a panda, she tried to get out of bed. To carry out his routine.

The body felt weak, there was no passion in Natasha at that time, her mind seemed messy, because all night kept thinking about the plan that he would arrange to get close to Sarla again.

Natasha started staring at the mirror in her bathroom, "my face is a complete mess."

"You Tasya, hurry up and go why are you in my room?" questions and also snapped Natasha ya catapulted to her brother.

Tasya night laughed with a snatch, it was seen that he even pressed his lips together," I told him to leave, get out of here."

Natasha's hand pointed towards the door, giving her brother a hard code to get out of the room immediately.

With an irregular breath, chest up and down, seeing Tasya still relaxing," quickly get out of here."

Tasha really did not care what her sister said, she instead took lipstick and powder that was always used with her sister, smeared on her own face, she said, with an irritable and uncontrollable feeling.

In the end Natasha pulled the make up held by her sister.

" This is mine you must not carelessly wear the property of others. The big brother doesn't have an adab. " Hardik Natasha's.

"My dear and sweet sister, you will wear a veil, why try to use a makeup tool like this, still will not be seen by others."

Tasya started taking back the makeup held by her sister, "it's none of your business."

Natasha is now pinching her sister who isn't wearing the veil, "you are my cute sister Natasha."

Increasingly furious with Tasya's words, Natasha began to pull the brother's hand, grabbing his long hair. " Feel this, you don't know. "

"Aw, sick."

"It hurts, does it feel?"

The more pain it makes Tasya struggling trying to save himself from the grip of the younger brother.

"You turned out to be good at also hurting the person," said Tasya began to pull back his sister's long hair that was still unraveling after bathing.

"Ahk."

Their fight was continuous, without any separation." I repeatedly warned you, never come to my room again. But why are you even mgeyel and now ruining my makeup tools."

"What, since when did I break your makeup kit. Obviously you dropped it yourself."

Natasha further pulled her brother's long hair, until Tasya grimaced in pain, "nih, feel how good?"

"Bad you are," Tasya is getting rougher as she grabs her sister's hair.

"Where hurts. "

Looks like Natasha also went to pain, time to be strong glued by Tasya.

" I won't lose to that jivet of yours." Natasha turns out to be challenging her sister, to survive each other with a hair from their hands.

" The truth is you won't lose to this jubilant me." Tasya squeezed his sister's hair further, until where the sound of his mother's footsteps came to the sister's room, Tasya began to dormitory as if he was hurt.

Tasya took her hands off the hair she had just pulled over, pretending to scream in pain, "then you're weak."

The mother's door opened and she was furious with Natasha, "Natasha, what are you doing?"

Tasya raised his voice with a grimace of pain," Oh sick Natasha, stop."

The mother immediately approached, where the old woman tried to release the hand of her second child.