Hot Couple: Inspiration From God (I Love You, Ustadz!)
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"Can I say something?"

"What?"

"The man who terrorizes this is not a man. Don't know why, but I don't think men like to think too far like this. Men prefer action. Use energy."

Fix, this makes my forehead shrivel. "So, you think this is...?"

"Don't be jealous. But it seems like someone is chasing my love."

Iyuuuh.

"Don't take heart, honey," he said, holding his hand on my shoulder. "And you don't have to worry. My love and love are always for you. Just for you."

With one sweet kiss on the cheek, Mas Ilham left me who was pecking while manyuning because of his super ridiculous behavior.

Believe him that, you're amazing.

While a manyun, I walked past Mas Ilham who parked himself on the sofa. He still giggled at my expression that was resentful at his ridiculous manner.

In the kitchen, I immediately washed the pieces clean, including using the green, a special liquid fruit cleaner and rinse them repeatedly, then dipped them in warm water. When I was focusing on my work, I was shocked to hear the voice of Umi who knew was behind me.

"Kok wash it over and over again?" tanyakanya.

Duuuh. address must lie again this, mah.

Umi's smile expanded, she chuckled. "Yes, Umi understood. It is also called first pregnancy. A couple is usually like that. Beware of the extras."

My God... Where are you, anyway, Mas...? The time I have to string up word for word to cover up this lie? This is your mother, lo, whom I must give you for reasons that are difficult and very inexact.

"You want to make the spice now, Nduk?"

Oh my God, I'm lazy to be honest. Pangin fast fall. "Tomorrow, Umi. It's been night too. When afraid of stomach pain."

Huh! This is because you are not good at lying. Right, no, anyway, my answer? Or maybe my mother-in-law wanted to eat her soul right then and there? You fucking terror. He made my life so difficult bin ribet.

"Or do you want to talk about it now? Let's make the season?" I said, correcting my sentence.

My mother-in-law shook her head, but the answer was, "No need, Nduk. Ndak't either trouble pregnant women." Then he walked over to the ice, picked up an apple and a knife, and sat down at the dinner table.

Well, lo? What exactly does he want to eat those pieces of fruit, but it doesn't taste good to me?

"A little while, Umi," I said. I put the cut fruit that I had washed clean and put the plastic tray on the table - - I had to put it near my mother-in-law, lest I be considered stingy and not be considered to hide the fruits from him, and, praying in my heart, may he not eat them before Mas Ilham tries. After all, Mas Ilham himself who wants to be his first tester.

In a hurry, I approached Mas Ilham who was still sitting in the living room while enjoying the television show.

"I cut it in the kitchen, I had to put it near Umi. But I didn't mean to make Umi a guinea pig, lo, yes," I said with anticipation.

But, Mas Ilham even grinned. He got up from his sitting position and walked towards the kitchen, then sat down beside Umi. Tasting the fruit, and...