LUTH'S LLAMAR
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Lyn resignedly followed Amina's steps into the house. He was put in a chair. His face looked up at his waist-rigged mama before him.

“How are you doing? How could Luth have hugged you? Don't let that guy run. Mama Permitin you befriend him, but that does not mean he free your anu-anuin, lest the Lut like you so he deketin you?” amina's Naggle.

Amina's question made Lyn blush embarrassed, even though her mother was in an angry situation, but when her mother thought that Luth liked her, her feelings became erratic.

“Our neighbors whose lives come from the lower classes, do not be besanananan equally them. Amit-amit deh, want to be accompanied by mama's face if mama can get made the same middle class so. Mama can be teased with mama's friends. That's why you don't get close to Luth again, fearing he's the same mode as you,” annoyed Amina.

“Mama what the hell? Not suudzon. Luth's not as bad as you think. Luth just wanted to take a tape earlier, but Lyn did not love to him so there was an incident that earlier,” replied Lyn trying to defend Luth.

“Whatever it is, the important thing is you don't get near him anymore. Dads same affair them.” Amina continued to grumble even while walking away from the room. Despite being in a different room, Amina continued to nag.

Come on, just let Amina nag. Lyn left the house. Run to the house next door. His only wish is to know Luth's condition after the strange attraction Amina has done. Lyn really felt bad for Luth.

Luth's house is familiar to him. He did not need to be awkward when entering it. This time Lyn came in through the back door. If it's through the front door, his mother will know.

Lyn sees Alisha chatting with Hud and Luth. They chatted. Seeing the warmth created in the Luth family, Lyn undoes her intentions. He did not want to disturb the warmth. He turned back to leave.

Cleaved.

“Eh?” Lyn's leg accidentally kicked the flower pot.

A glance was directed towards Lyn.

“Loh, Lyn is here. Come on, sit here, join me. There is a cake, souvenirs from Hud.” Alisha pointed at the cake wrapped in cheese in the box.

Coincidentally. Lyn does not want to refuse, he approached Alisha. Then sat down as the middle-aged woman withdrew her hand.

“Sini, sit! This cake is so good. You're cicipin, deh.” Alisha cuts the cake and gives it to Lyn.

“Still, Mom.” Lyn eats the cake, occasionally stealing a glance at Luth. The man looked at his phone screen. “Bu, sorry about the incident. All of this is just misunderstanding. I know for myself how my mom is, her spaning is high. Like grumble.”

Alisha smile. “Nothing. The important thing is that you guys are fine, don't fight.”

Lyn is relieved, thank God Alisha can understand. “Luth!”

“Hm? Why?” Luth's still focused on his phone.

“The angry Aunt Amina, not you. Why are you apologizing?” luth looked at Lyn with raised eyebrows.

“I represent mama apologize to you,” shrewd Lyn discouraged.

“Iya yes. I'm sorry. I understand the nature of your mother, really. Kayak Mak Lampir's. Heee..”.

Lyn biting the lower lip. You Luth, he likes to tease his mama. He understood that Luth said so only on the tongue.

“Trus why did you come here, who has your mama later come here again,” chirped Luth.

“I want a mastiin only if you are all right,” lirih lyn again.

“I'm fine, even Mas Hud who why. Tuh, his forehead MAs Hud can reach so.”

Immediately Lyn's gaze was fixed on Hud's forehead. “Sorry, Mr. Hud. Lyn so feels bad.”

“Seat. It's okay, kok,” replied Hud, a thirty-year-old man whose face looks very mature. “You don't have to feel bad. I understood that it was not on purpose.”

“Still Yes Mas, Hud.” Lyn smiled until her eyes narrowed.

Hud nodded. His gaze then turned toward the flower. “O yes, Luth, so when are you going to doi?” tanya Hud who suddenly switched the conversation.

Luth who was the object of conversation also put on a seius expression, what else is the topic of discussion this time is very serious.

Lyn's face heated up hearing Hud's words. Why is Hud suddenly talking about a proposal? What does Doi mean is himself? My God, Lyn's face immediately flushed.

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