Kepinc Love Om Duda
38

"Why are you here?" marwa asked trying to look calm in front of her husband.

"I? Of course pick up my wife. What else is it?" Leo answered ketus. The tail of his eyes glanced at Anjas fiercely. It was obvious that he was very unhappy about the man's presence near his beloved wife. Ciee beloved and sole wife. Ihiyir!! Marwa suddenly flew flying, piercing through the stars. Eee is singing.

"Gee! I'm not satisfied. I still want to play with my friends" Marwa spoke half whining. However, he immediately struggled spoiled when he saw the sharpening look of Leo's eyes. "Don't get mad. Better get home now."

Leo only complied as Marwa pulled her hand away from there. However, the corners of his lips were attracted when he saw Anjas standing up while clenching his hands.

"Whoi, Mar! He said he wanted to practice us" Zaenab shouted.

"Utang used to be with Anjas. Tomorrow I'll pay!" marwa's reply also shouted, not caring about the gazes of the people who were already pointing at her.

Hearing the scream, Leo stopped his steps until Marwa also stopped. Then Leo waved a hand telling Zaenab to come closer to him.

"Why, Om?" ask Zaenab wonder. The girl was more astonished when she saw Leo take out his wallet and give Zaenab five hundred thousand pieces of money.

"This is for you. Consider it a tract from Brielle. Don't pay off, shame!" Leo's face looked unfriendly. After handing over the money, now Marwa's replacement who was pulled by her husband left the place.

"Young, Zae. Got our deal. Asekk." Juminten shamelessly bent his hips, while Zaenab gave a loud chuckle.

What two girls who have no shame!

Not a significant parent has ********.

Just imagine Zaenab and Juminten sticking their tongues out.

"Let's buy something instead of here" Zaenab asked. Willing to leave, but Juminten immediately held back.

"Zaea. Why, anyway, buy seblak. Bosen too. We eat well here." Juminten looked at Zaenab with a clear face. Really, he would love to eat in a mall like this instead of in an ordinary stall that clearly his tongue is used to. He wants to feel something else.

"Here is expensive, Jum. I'm not full." Zaenab spoke honestly, while Juminten only snorted violently. However, in his heart he justified Zaenab's remark that food in such a place is usually expensive, but not filling.

"Ntar if we are caught up, keep ordering a lot and the money is less, you can be told to wash the dishes, Jum. You want?" Zaenab tried to scare.

"Mouth if you've mostly watched porn, so gini, nih. All that is on the mind are perverted things" Zaenab protested.

"Not that, Zae. I'm just—"

"Bah, let us go home. Before kemaleman. Eat here if we're paying." Zaenab drew Juminten's hand and the one drawn only according to.

"Wait!" shout Anjas. Stopping the steps of the two little girls. Zaenab and Juminten also turned with a style made slowmotion while wagging hair like in the movies. Again, Anjas was made to smile by their mannerisms.

"Zae, we're like we're in a movie again" whispered Juminten. Zaenab nodded her head as her gaze was fixed on the figure of Anjas who was walking closer.

"I will practice as much as you eat here" Anjas said. The two girls rounded their eyes. Staring at Anjas in disbelief.

"Are you serious?" scream them together.

"of course. Free for you." Anjas spoke confidently. Zaenab and Juminten were cheering joyfully like a child being invited to the night market. "But there are conditions."

Hearing the word 'condition' suddenly made Zaenab and Juminten immediately speechless at that moment. The smile that had just expanded was now fading away instantly.

"W-what's the condition? Don't be weird." Juminten spoke stammeringly because his mind was still trying to guess.

"Yes, don't ask to make a thousand temples, we won't be able to. Unless our temple porridge can still be," always Zaenab accompanied by laughter.

"Heh, that's candil porridge. Bego' you!" hina Juminten's. However, Zaenab only showed a sinless smile.

"It has. I won't give you those conditions. I just wanted to ask you about Brielle because from what I've seen, you guys are very close to Brielle" Anjas said.

Zaenab and Juminten sighed in a rough breath of air. "Markonah again, Markonah again. Hockey for him in the story this time."

Author said: Diem! Not at the protest.