High School Girl's Match With Country Boy

High School Girl's Match With Country Boy
son-in-law's arrival


Want to be afraid of angry noses again. Luziana could only remain silent. And before long, his stomach wants to be churned out. But he tried to hold it before he got to the goal.


Renaldy who was there insensitive, just focus on driving his car. Luziana's stomach churned to vomit, he was resistant to drinking the Starbucks water. The woman put the white wood oil of the chicken stamp on her nose and on her neck.


Renaldy glanced at his wife, whose face looked a little pale. Not wanting to think too much about it, he refocused on driving his car. Until the car reaches its destination.


Papa Haris, who had just returned from work, frowned in surprise to see such a luxurious car stop at his house.


Renaldy took off his seatbelt and got out of his car. Luziana, holding back her nausea, immediately opened the car door and pulled out what was in her stomach.


"Heav.. Son Renaldy" Papa Haris with a big smile to see his daughter-in-law. Renaldy saw his wife's father, extending his hand to greet her father-in-law. Papa Haris also received a greeting from his son-in-law.


"Who's going?" Ask Papa Haris while tilting his head looking back at his daughter-in-law who has no one.


"Papa's son" Renaldy said formally.


"Ouhh. yaudah as soon as you enter" Papa Haris invites his son-in-law to enter his house. But Renaldy chose to sit on the terrace chair only. Papa Haris who does not like complicated, just agree the will of his son-in-law.


Papa Haris enters his house, to call his wife to prepare a snack for his son-in-law.


Renaldy who saw, his wife who did not show up walked to his car back.


"You why?" Renaldy asked as he raised his eyebrows while holding his hand in his pants pocket.


"No papa just nauseous" Reply Luziana coldly while rubbing the white wood oil of the chicken stamp on her forehead.


"Nausea?" Than Renaldy than Luziana. Renaldy knows fewer signs of pregnancy. You see, he read about the guidebook of pregnant people, after what he has done. Just in case his wife gets pregnant, Renaldy tries to hide her.


"Hmm yes nausea, because drunk ride a car" continued Luziana again. Luziana never got drunk in a car. But now why is it so different.


Renaldy just kept quiet to hear his wife's explanation. Why the man wanted to make sure his wife took him to the hospital. To check if his wife is on two bodies what not. But his feelings are a bit upset. I don't accept reality.


Luziana saw that her husband was silent, walking away from her to his house.


Renaldy who did not want to get dissolved in his mind walked towards the porch of the house. After all, it's possible that his wife got pregnant in a single relationship. Renaldy always tries to avoid it.


Mama Safira's eyes were perfectly rounded to see who was coming. Renaldy saw his mother-in-law, greeting the middle-aged woman as well. And Mama Safira welcomes her daughter-in-law.


Finished the greetings, Mama Safira pulled her eldest daughter and raised two different-aged Men. And it looks like exchanging stories is nothing but not about business.


"Well, you brought your husband here!" Shake Mama Safira to her eldest daughter.


"Yes, is Mama angry? usually happy to see his favorite daughter-in-law" replied Luziana cynically.


"Yes happy dong, than to see you always make dizzy. Mama asked why you wanted Renaldy here. You know we don't have more rooms" Mama Safira said with annoyance.


"There are no more rooms. Use Luziana's room, will not papa let him know how Luziana is treated in his own family" Sindir Luziana miris. The room is really very different from her beautiful sister, like, girls room usually. Not like his shabby room.


Mama Safira let out a long breath. "You want to embarrass the family? yeah-yes?" Ask Mama Safira with emotion.


"Who wants to embarrass the family? did Mama ask Luziana's husband which room to sleep in? yes.luziana's room" replied Luziana lightly. And that made Mama Safira's emotions explode.


"You're a dissident child now, same old man?" Mama Safira pinched her eldest daughter's waist firmly, making Luziana grimace in pain.


"You are very sick, you really like to torture your own child" said Luziana while stroking her sore waist, and made sure to leave bluish.


Mama Safira looks very bodo.


"Quickly you serve them" Mama Safira said in a high tone.


"Ck' is not at home in-laws, not at home alone is always babu.." Luziana said with her eyes glazed over.


"Remember quickly do not protest much" Mama Safira said passing to the kitchen.





"Febby!" Call Mama Safira with a face made angry. Luziana who was sitting next to her husband was silent, laughing in her heart.



"Why mah" Sahut while chewing martabak.



"That's his Egyptian martabak's got people" Febby who heard him immediately turned his head, and saw Renaldy who was smiling faintly.



"Anj\*rr that rich guy is here. Can't take this off" Inner Febby saw her sister's husband.



"Hmm sorry sister" said Febby in a voice in gentlerin.



"Yes no papa" Reply Renaldy looks ordinary.



"Your voice Febby gausah in gerain, because your voice remains flat" Cibir Luziana smiled slanted.



"Lo's lyrics" Ketus Febby, walking beside Luziana.



"Iihh don't sit here, don't know..," said Luziana who felt uncomfortable with her sister's attitude. She knew that her sister wanted a caper to her husband.



"You two are silent, not ashamed to see the same people" said Mama Safira who had come out her khodam. Luziana threw a face at her mother's reprimand.



Luziana's gaze shifted to pay attention to her husband who was talking to her papa. No ordinary papa talk with a younger age than his. Can talk this familiar. Usually the father, never talk to a man who is younger. Someone who speaks at his age or with his office partner.



I don't feel the time to go to the Maghrib. Renaldy said goodbye.



"How to go home after the Magrib prayer used to be here" Pinta Papa Haris told his son-in-law.



Mama Safira's eyes were perfectly rounded hearing her husband's request.



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