Marrying the Young Miss
Gegara ceker

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"Not to be in lietin!" exclaimed Elis, with a turbulent heart.

"No dear! Do you really want to eat here? No packing at home?" ask Daniel patiently.

"Seriously, if you're here. If the taste is lacking, there is a spice, stay added must be delicious. But watch your eyes! Must be conditioned!" grunt Elis with pursed lips, pointing her index finger in front of Daniel's face.

"What else should I condition my eyes?" daniel asked with a confused look.

Daniel clasped the index finger of Elis who was pointing at him. Gave her a warm kiss on the back of Elis' hand.

Elis drew his hand, then into his two hands cupped Daniel's cheek and made his bow, staring at the surface of the table before him.

Elis let out his breath violently. "You have to stay like this! Look out, if I see you raising your head! I'm not your hubby!" threaten Elis's.

"Whatever it is, baby!" Daniel raised his head, then stroked the top of Elis's head.

"Hubby! I said what! I just talked to you too! I forgot it!" elis protested, with two hands at the waist.

"Eh, I think it's beyond your terms baby!" Daniel scratched his head that wasn't itchy.

"Don't do it, it's the same! The shop, I don't want to know. As long as we're here, my hubby should stay that way. Get down!" elis said he did not want to be denied.

"Dear, I'll bow down." Daniel replied without protest.

'What if I raise my head? What is Elis afraid of?' thought Daniel.

"Excuse me beautiful kaka, the mercon claw is ready. Please enjoy!" exclaim the waiter who simultaneously doubles as the owner of the seblak stall that is being sambangi Elis and Daniel.

"Thank you, ma'am!" Elis instantly shifted 2 servings of the mercon claw for her and for Daniel. His fingers began skating with a claw that looked tempting to taste.

'Yes, handsome man, why? His head is nduk aja. Is there any of his goods that fall continuously in search huh?' the inner owner of the stall seblak, with the tail of the eyes glanced towards Daniel, the man who before him ordered a claw of mercon and lemon tea ice for 2 people.

Elis pursed his lips, looking at the mother with a look of dislike.

'The message didn't go either, don't know my husband's lietin!' inner Elis by paying attention to Daniel and the seller's mother alternately.

"Ehem ahem ahem." Elis cleared quite hard.

Deheman Elis's voice was quite loud, able to provoke the attention of other visitors who immediately turned to the direction of the sound.

"Ma-I'm sorry, a-what is there to help you?" ask the mother stuttered, as if she was just caught paying attention to her customers.

Daniel did not dare to raise his head, he could only say no with his head still lowered, enjoying his mercon claw.

"There is no ma'am, later if there is less.my wife and I will call mother." said Daniel, not comfortable continue to pay attention to the mother.

"Owwh that's it, really no longer looking for goods that are missing?" ask the mother, reassure her.

'Oh my mother, this seller, the more difficult my position in the eyes of Elis, come on ma'am! For your good, too, ma'am!' daniel's mind with anxious hope.

While Elis, already gemasss saw the behavior of the mother seller.

'Nih the mother, bolottt what budekkk anyway! Didn't hear what... Daniel said what! Kudu in the work!' inner Elis was upset.

"Sorry ma'am, please pack it up!" exclaim cold Elis.

"Huh? In neng's wrap?" ask the seller's mother with a pattern, question mark in his mind.

Daniel took a rough breath, looking at Elis with a headband.

'What else is my fault, Lord?' inner Daniel.

'This gnarled cry is why?' ask her in your heart.

"Yes in the pack! And I want to add 4 more servings of mercon claws. Tapiii add 4 more tablespoons of sambal for 2 servings. And 2 more servings use 5 sliced chilies. 3 more orange leaves, and I want the meatballs not in sliced slices! That's it, please hurry mom!" elis said at length, mentioning what he wanted to add.

"A-what's neng? Can be repeated again. What's the pesenan?"

Late with a lazy, Elis recounted his penance. But in her heart, Elis cheered happily.

'Rasain lo! Who told you to watch out for people's husbands! Mang delicious lo, I work!' bati Elis with a satisfied smile on her lips.

The mother passed by leaving the table occupied by Elis and Daniel, making what was asked of Elis.

Elis stared intently at Daniel, with his right hand mengelusss his stomach is still flat, as if inviting baby to talk.

"Please, mom will teach you a lesson at home, baby!" muttering Elis with pursed lips, his speech also sounded firmly in Daniel's ears.

Daniel swallowed his saliva with difficulty. "A-what? I-I'm wrong what else, baby? Why should I get punishment from you too? I've been following you, baby!" whimper Daniel, kiss the back of Elis' left hand.

"I don't care! Your own fault! Not tough!" elis said indifferently, throwing his gaze away from Daniel.

Daniel patted his forehead, leaning his back on the back of the chair. "Finally one more victim, this is all a pecker mercon!" murmured Daniel.

Not long ago the mother returned with 6 servings of mercon claw.

"Excuse me for the gnarly, here's 6 servings of his mercon claw! It's wrapped. And for 4 additional servings it also already corresponds to what neng gelis asked." said the mother happily.

"Ehem there's less, ma'am. Don't wear black pockets, my husband is white, not black is mom!" elis relaxedly.

"What color does the grin want, for the pouch?" the mother asked, trying to be patient with Elis.

Elis seemed to think, his hands mengelusss back his stomach is still flat.

"Dear mommy, what do you want her pockets to be colored?" elis asked on his flat stomach.

'True my guess, must be this neng gelis is pregnant young, his cravings are strange!' inner the mother.

"Darling!" daniel exclaimed, with a coconut arm, looking at Elis expectantly.

'Don't do any more work for the mother of the seller!' inwardly Daniel, hoping that Elis would understand by the gesture he gave.

"Emmmmm, what yes!" Elis was still thinking, ignoring the cue Daniel gave him.

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