Marrying the Virgin Widow (Senandung Dawn)
The Part 41

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"Dare to call Shena rich?!" challenge the girl who is now walking closer to El.

"Dung-Dung Pret," said El slowly, very very slowly.

"What's? reset!"

"Dung-Dung Preeeeet," said El who instead just according to follow the wishes of Si JanCil.

"No wonder!" ketus Shena was very close. And El could only swallow her strong saliva because Shena was right in front of her at this moment.

"But, saucy doang dunya BOLOT."

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, whose son is it!!!!!" shena shouted annoyed while beating El mercilessly completely mercilessly.

"El mamih's son is also papih adenya Abang dirayar El, his grandson Apih and Amih also his great-grandson Abi Ummi, ouch! sick of it, this hurts." El who grimaced, complained and tried to escape ignored by Shena before he felt satisfied.

The girl is now turned into a female tiger when with Dawn she is like a plain and obedient kitten.

"Yiyiiiii oh Yiyin! don't you want to help El?" shouted El who knew if the afterlife pigeon had run away first.

the blow continues on Shena not only on the back but also the legs and arms. And fortunately Shena did not do it in the face and head area, although upset but he also still had pity because the pillow used to hit quite heavy.

And, all stopped when someone broke up, Shena pulled her hand until both their faces and eyes looked at each other even though they had to look up because the man in front of Shena was much taller.

"Well, get out of him again! still daring to pop in front of me, huh!" nagging Shena.

Bugh.. Bugh... Bugh.. Bugh...

Still the same as earlier, Shena beat up the handsome man with after the neat suit without pause and mercy. Shena was like a possessed person because her long straight hair was now very messy. He does not take care of himself anymore which is important his heart plong can persecute the men who are happy to mock him since coming to the main house.

"Duuuuh, what the hell! Hey, what's wrong with you?" ask the man who is now slumped on the floor while trying to cover his handsome face so as not to be battered by a sofa pillow that continues to lay on his body.

"Well, what's my fault?" tanyanya was still confused.

"Yahoooooooooooo!" shena answered more and more wrathful, he threw the pillow and began to persecute with a small pinch of crab-style pain Naudzubillah..

"Hayo. continue.. Hit me, Cubitin until red if necessary until his kidneys," shouted the voice of another man who was puffed by Shena, and it suddenly made him turn towards the source of the sound as if it were a hip hurrah team..

"You??!" point Shena towards the stairs, where there is a latitude standing. Yes, Lintang Rahardian Lee Wijaya. Shena was sure it was the Bungsu because his laughter was so typical and annoying to her.

"When it was you, then who did I hit?" shena asked in panic, she did not dare to look at the person who had been the victim of her beating just now.

"Abang! This is Brother Asha, why, huh?" sahut Si firstborn defiantly with a waist rack.

"I'm sorry, Shena doesn't know, but it's the Candle Wrestling" Shena replied afraid of feeling guilty.

"Well, Bang Asha was persecuted without cause, Si Dung-Dung Pret belom was once in his Crocodile crib,!" el said that it started as a short-axis stove.

And it was even approved and supported by the Lintang who began to approach, he was getting bolder because he felt there was the Little Crocodile.

"Eh, can't dong. Tell me who your faces look like? it's not like me if I get the wrong target" said Shena who was worried about herself in the main house, of course no one can help her at this time because Fajar is in the office. The regret was tucked in Shena's heart if only he did not leave the room.

"Pursuit, Bang. Come on kejaaaaaaaaaaaaar--," cried El and the Candles were certainly compact. They forget that now the status of the three is a PresDir and Student.

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Huaaaa.... Aa---, I want pulaaaaaaaang!!!