MARRIED TO MY TEACHER
CHAPTER 28

CHAPTER 28

In less than two hours, they had arrived at the birthplace of both parents from Cici. In Padang West Sumatra. Now they are waiting for the travel that has been ordered by Mila when before the child leaves for Padang, because Mila does have a phone number of a travel driver that he knows in his own area.

In just ten minutes, the travel they were waiting for had arrived. They went straight into the trip, and now the trip is walking towards the grandmother's house.

Half an hour's drive, they finally reached Grandma's residence from Cici. They immediately got off the trip after paying the fare to the driver.

Cici and the Son went to the entrance to Grandma's house. Grandma's house is not too big but, her home decor looks very luxurious with yellowish brown paint. The son just threw his body on the chair in the living room.

The son looked around the corner of the house he was in now with his wife for the next few days. The son looks very impressed with the decoration of the house of the grandmother. Why not! This house is decorated with various kinds of batik patterns made of wood that is decorated as well as possible.

As for Cici, he went to the bathroom because, he kebelet peed from the first he ride travel earlier. Cici can only hold it because there the toilet is generally full. There are even many who queue up.

"Aaaaa, Mas help me please ...!" screamed from inside the bathroom.

The son who was busy looking at every corner of the grandmother's house, was immediately shocked by the wife's loud, deafening scream. Maybe the screams came out.

The son immediately went from his seat to the bathroom, not when he heard the cry of the wife, and it made the Son feel worried about his wife.

Arriving at the bathroom, Putra immediately laughed to see Cici who was standing on a fairly high bathtub.

"Darling, why are you there? Hahahahah," asked the Son who was unceasingly laughing.

"A-there was a cockroach there earlier Mas," replied Cici while pointing at where the Son was standing.

"Where, dear, there is no," replied the Son while looking around him.

"So, you may have left. Mas, help me down dong hehehe. I can't get down from here, Mas" said Cici as she extended her hands to her husband.

Huff, the Son slowly breathed in, helping his wife to get down from that high place. Though Cici can climb to the top of the place without the help of anyone, and now even the tour that can not.

Now the two of them were heading to their room which was on the second floor. Although the grandmother's house is not too big but, the house is also terraced.

Clamps ...

The son and Cici went into their room which was on the second floor. The room was filled with a lot of dust. Understand that his house has not been in residence for a long time, since Cici's grandmother died a few years ago. Even now the fifth time Cici visited the grandmother's house since her grandmother died.

The son and Cici cleaned the room until none of the dust was visible to their eyes.

Cici laid her body on a very soft bed, while enjoying the gusts of wind that came through her beautiful face that came from the window of the room. While Putra went to the bathroom to clean his body to feel better than before. Quite tired of cleaning the room, because of the dust that has been very much.

Ten minutes passed, Putra came out of the bathroom wearing a white T-shirt and shorts up to his knees.

"Dear the shower? Look at his clothes already dirty with dust," asked the Son who was immediately nodded by his wife.

Cici looked for her husband in the living room, but she could not find him, and now she turned to find him in the kitchen. Cici's feelings said Her husband was in the kitchen, and her guess was correct.

"What cooking bag?" cici asked when she was near her husband.

"Beauty noodle cooking, Mas is very hungry," replied Putra casually while putting in a pack of instant noodles.

"Make me have ngak Mas?" cici asked with a sweet-blooming smile on her lips.

"No one! Cook yourself Dear," replied the Son with a flat face.

"Aihh, there is no Mas. Even though I am also hungry very much," said Cici with lips weaving forward.

The son who saw the reaction of his wife's face, immediately smiled without Cici's knowledge. The noodles made by the Son are now ripe, and he is putting them in a fairly large bowl. While Cici he was looking for noodles that were laid by the Son.

"Where is Mas's noodle? I'm hungry to cook noodles" asked Cici, who kept opening the cupboards and drawers in the kitchen.

"His noodles are finished, dear Cook," replied the Son, and passed from the kitchen with his homemade noodles in the guest room.

Cici snorted irritatedly at her Husband's reply. Though now the worms that are in his stomach are protesting to the side.

Cici stepped into his room to take the money, because he would buy food outside instead of having to cook first, hunting the worms that were in his stomach was furious.

"Where's Honey?" ask the son to see your wife who is about to come out.

"You buy food" replied Cici cuek.

The son approached the wife who was about to step back. Holding his hand then, brought Cici a shirt that already contained a large bowl of noodles made by the Son.

"No need to buy food dear, this is just eat together Mas," said Putra with a sweet smile towards Cici, and Cici just put a flat face to her husband.

"His face should not be flat, dear, it will be beautiful lost," the Son's tease on Cici.

"Biarin," replied Cici with a flat face.

Pt ...

The son kissed the wife's lips at a glance, and it made Cici round her eyes perfectly for what the Son did to her.

"Don't be angry anymore, mengindian eat gih?Listen to the worms already on the demo all," ledek Putra and fed his wife. Cici received a bribe from her husband even though her face was now like a boiled crab, because she felt ashamed of being kissed by her own husband.

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