Married Three Breeding Widow
43. The Conversing Gossip
Juwita managed to be patient until the application was completed. Although in her heart Juwita wondered.
Really good for money? Make a proposal event that is absolutely no necessity, while Juwita must marry a widower, not marry in the name of love plus have three sons sontoloyo to finance the operation Mother.
It's good to be rich? I think there are fools.
Rather than being made emotional in the heart, Juwita went to see her three son sontoloyo.
Coincidentally Juwita is given a good cake, so as a stepmom who is good manners, Juwita wants to share with them.
"Cetta honey, come here first, son."
The boy immediately jumped up to Juwita, complete with a mouthful of chocolate.
"Buset. Why you? After eating what? Eat people?"
"Es cream!"
"Eating ice cream not to your cheeks is also given, Pikachu."
Juwita hastily wiped her mouth, rather than later julid said Juwita did not keep her stepson clean.
Kampr*t no, huh? Cetta's eating, Juwita's wrong.
The world is full of unfair people.
"Which point?"
"I don't know."
"Yaudah, find brother, yuk. Eat cake with brother."
"Loof."
Juwita carried him, all biting his chin. It was actually Juwita's wonder what made others look at her for so long.
Is it as beautiful as she is until these rich people are insecure?
Carrying Cetta feels like carrying his son Raffi Ahmad.
"Sister."
"Hm?"
"So said Oma Putri she said Big brother ugly."
"What?!"
It seems that the adji family sontoloyo gene does come from her grandmothers as well. Juwita.
Juwita's face becomes better when she finds Abhimanyu and Banyu both sitting in the corner. They sat with him, accompanied by no one but cakes at the table and glasses of drink.
"Where's papa? I want to go home." Banyu immediately said so.
"Heh, kid. I'm patient here even if I want to explode. Patience too," replied Juwita keki.
Juwita sat on the empty chair next to Abhimanyu, putting the cake in front of them.
"Why aren't you with the others? I've seen a lot of you guys."
"Urus your own business," replied Banyu spicy.
"Yes that. You're my business."
"Why are we your business?"
"Why are we lo's business," Juwita sneered at Banyu's words but in a vexing tone.
The boy immediately nodded in annoyance.
"My Sontoloyo, I've been hot since then or know that no one is talking to you. Banyu tuh why the hell if gathering-tunya nduk aja? At home, what is he doing? Abhimanyu asked why the hell if he met his face fiercely continued. The nyenyene. I am patient."
Cetta laughed at Juwita's expression. "So funny."
"Gazelin!"
Juwita peeked around in case people heard and gossiped again. Time to feel safe, Juwita continued to vent.
"That's what you came up with! Let you see the wider world. The whole world is here. Yang julid, who hobbies take care of people's lives, hobbies ngeremehin people, hobby show off kayak tacky people. Look carefully let you grow up."
Abhimanyu looked at her in a mirror. "Lo slap, yeah?"
"Then they were afraid. Sampe to the feet twitching."
Juwita feeds Cetta without stopping her mouth prickling.
"Babies just try, your hair time is only in trouble. Ih, that's how long Abhimanyu's hair is. No schoolgirl has long hair. Yeah, where's my fault?"
Abhimanyu spontaneously held her hair, aware she had long hair but had her ogah cut.
"So, keep going, they talked. Banyu's clothes are really scuffed? Though handsome is not clean. Is it my fault? I have to cut your hair, iron your clothes, all your shoes! Gotta do? Heloo, I'm stepmother what maid?"
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