
Yasmin was tidying up her goods in a room that she made a storage place for her selling goods.
"Assalamulaikum.." The voice of Mother was also the King who had just arrived.
"Waalaikumsalam" Yasmin approached and then the hunchback towards the new king came down from the mother's sling. "Where are the children of this mother?" Yasmin kissed the king's puffer cheek.
"Jayan jayan Bunda(street walk)" said the King with his lisp accent.
"Yes, he was whining, he said you were long home, so I took the road to the front garden"
"Pantes Yasmin returned home empty, so I abis nolongin people continued to anterin his house so late to pick up the goods"
"You must be cape Yas"
"Lumayan the hell ma'am, but from tomorrow someone helps me"
"Oh yeah?"
"Yes my friend on campus there are those who want to join, lumayan is ma'am we can increase capital"
"Good, if that's it"
Yasmin placed the King in a chair and undressed the King "We bathe yuk, Raja dryetan. iiuhhh stink" Yasmin clamped her nose after sniffing the King's cheek, while tickling the bulky boy's stomach.
"Hahahaha.geyi Bunda (Geli)"
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Yasmin had just put the King to sleep, then closed her eyes for a while, she would pack the order that had to be delivered tomorrow to the courier.
The sound of a message notification from his cellphone resuscitated him, a message that made him lose his drowsiness, Yasmin clasped her phone tightly to her heart like it had been pierced by thousands of needles, remembering how the person scratched the wound "Where does he know my new no" he murmured.
Yasmin kept her phone back without any intention of replying to it, not long ago a message from the same no.
+62851234****
I'll find you, and take it.
+62851234****
Yasmin you read my message, until when did you run.
Yasmin threw away her cell phone, then looked at the King, "Mother won't let him touch you let alone take you" he muttered again, grabbing the tiny hand and kissing it.
Yasmin's phone continues to vibrate, even now it turns into a tone of call, not even once, again and again.
With a growl Yasmin raised her phone "WHAT DO YOU REALLY WANT!!" yasmin shouted.
Azka just finished with the drama in pursuit of Aira, she locked the door of her room Aira kept sulking billing for the road with Azka "Other times ya Ra, Ra,I'm going to the office tomorrow so I need to rest" Azka shouted from her locked room.
"Ah.. You will forget, and then I'll go home" Rajuk Aira leaned on the door of Azka's room, her lips were conical.
"Well, tomorrow I'm back in my office where I'm going"
"Long, later say cape abis from the office" Azka sighs Aira is always forcing her will.
"Promise"
"Yes indeed!"
"OK" Aira smiled, then intending to move into her room on the first floor, Aira paused while looking at Kanaya.
"Bas selfish" Kanaya said slowly but still heard by Aira, Kanaya continued her steps towards her room next to Azka's, also Fardhan their room was lined up to make it easier for Alyla when waking up her children, Aira just put her shoulders indifferently and then continued her steps towards her room, the room she used to occupy when visiting Alyla's house.
In Azka's room she placed her ear on door , and the silence "Finally gone too" Azka walked to the bed to lay herself down, she really wanted to rest,when Azka was about to fire he remembered that he had promised to tell Yasmin if the motorbike had been repaired.
Azka is looking for the phone number Yasmin has saved earlier.
And meet.
Bidad I'm a Bidad
Azka smiled amusedly when she saw the name, Yasmin was like an angel who quickly stopped in her heart.
Maybe Azka was feeling love at first sight, as quickly as lightning he anchored his first love to the only woman who made him curious.
Azka pressed the call button on her phone connected Azka felt her chest suddenly thumping waiting for an answer from there.
Azka waited for a voice that would flow melodiously in her ear, but when her call was raised not the greeting she heard but the scream that made her keep the phone away from her ear.
WHAT DO YOU REALLY WANT!!
"Huh?" Azka was so shocked when she heard the cry "Yasmin it's me Azka, are you okay?" quiet for a moment.
Oh. I'm sorry who I thought
"Why are you yelling?"
That ... that was there someone. wrong connect I think still that earlier.
Azka slightly shriveled Yasmin's tone slightly stammered.
What's the matter you called?
"Oh that, sorry your bike is not finished maybe tomorrow night I can deliver"
Oh no papa later let me take it there
"Don't" said Azka.
Huh huh?
"Tomorrow my family's going out all the way"
Huh huh? all, your servants?
"Yes no, but it's not good at home there is no one when there are no private guests"
Oh yeah, it's
"Yes so" it's nice if Yasmin's motor behind him he can't find a reason for his motorbike anterin trus all PDKT.
Yes, I closed it first, Assalamualaikum
Tut's..
Azka who will speak swallows back said "Waalaikumsalam.." his sigh. "What can you talk about longer?"his gerutu, Azka threw himself on the bed and then closed his lips before long were interested in imagining tomorrow night he would meet Bidadari.