Marrying the Young Miss

Marrying the Young Miss
Disrupters


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"When you do something, you have to focus! You must be thinking about your other woman! That's upsetting!" elis said with a puff, but his lips blew a gust of wind from his tiny lips.


"You're so attentive!" the great-grandson of Daniel with a gaze now fixed on Elis.


Prangs.


Cici swallowed his saliva, seeing the recklessness he had just done.


Mampusss tah, pake fall all atuh, this glass jar filled peyek peanut.


Daniel and Elis both turned toward the sound of falling objects. Their eyes stopped at the door.


Elis stared at Cici's astonishment, what else would the village girl come here? Without knocking on the door again! Not polite! This is my privacy district and Daniel!


Daniel frowned, looking at Cici questioningly. "What are you doing there, Ci?" ask Daniel in a flat tone.


"Eh emmm ma-sorry, a-I accidentally dropped her." great-granddaughter Cici with an awkward face, scratched her nape that wasn't itchy.


Without thinking anymore, Cici immediately hurriedly crouched down and picked up the broken glass jar, along with the contents that are now scattered on the front floor of the room door occupied by Daniel and Elis.


"Ta-wasnya Cici tea wanted to give this to the demit of the city, but Cici's legs were accidentally stumbling, as a result of this jar of tea so his fell to the floor or akang, sorry yes, let Cici ask the mbok to fry again for the city's demit!" great-granddaughter Cici, the release called Elis the demit of the city.


"That's not clear! What a hum try!" sneer Elis, no mounds of stairs, no carpet, not really clear right!


Elis' right hand immediately opened one of the drawers on the ornamental table. Take out her sling bag, the sling bag she always carries with her wherever she goes, open her up and look for something there.


"Don't touch it with your hands, Ci! The shards could hurt your hands!" daniel said, trying to stop what Cici was doing, but staying glued to his place.


Daniel turned to Elis. "What are you doing, baby?" daniel asked with the sound of his ox.


Elis who heard the attentive words from Daniel to Cici immediately grumbled. "Your attention is not just for me, Daniel! Want me again what a cake, none of your business!"


"Awwwhhhh!" pekik Cici, flapping his right hand that accidentally hit by broken glass jar.


Cici looked at Daniel expectantly, to his two eyes as if making a dam ready to spill its water.


Come here come on orang akang, liet wound on Cici's finger, sick this tea, if in soap opera that cici ever watch right, akang nyamperin Cici, kept Cici's finger in isepp, Iseppp, in muttt muttt, hiks, I have the heart that is not the same Cici.


Daniel saw Cici's gaze, so no heart. "That's right! What did I say! Ngeyel became a tuh if you were told!" namel Daniel was about to step towards Cici. Elis managed to get what he was looking for.


Grappings.


Elis's hand on Daniel's wrist, inevitably stopped Daniel's footsteps.


"Where are you going? Wait till I smear your burn!" elis said with a ketus, his lips continue to move because of annoyance.


Bugh.


Elis tiptoed, pressing Daniel's big shoulder until the man sat his body on the chair in front of the ornamental table.


"How about Cici? His finger must have been hurt, too, right?" daniel protested with a grip of Elis' fingers, I like your way like this, surely you are showing your jealousy!


The screams were heard by Elis and Daniel from the room.


"Ciciiii what else? What else is it now that broke Ciiii?"


"You heard that, right? There's already a mbok who's gonna take care of that boy!" elis said with a lazy glance towards Cici.


Elis smeared the ointment on the burn on the back of Daniel's left hand.


"Slowly swallow!" Daniel pulled his left hand.


"Today this slow! Patience slightly!" elis said with his heart smearing his ointment.


"Astagfirullah, this aya naon Cici tea? Kesambettt are you getting rich like this?" screeched at the mbok with a loud voice.


Into the two eyes of the man who broke the jar and his artificial peyek nut is now smashed on the floor.


Mbok geleng bobbing head look at her, not out of thought with her daughter.


The mbok's clenched forehead found Cici's injured right hand finger. "Tell you why else, neng?" ask the mbok by pointing fingers Cici with his lips.


Cici exhaled a coarse breath, passing away after making a mess.


"Woy! Dasarrr son of bandelll, why in this stay tea! The sici! You have to clean up that mess you made!" nagging the mbok with his right hand on the air. Waving the waving, hoping that Cici looked back and came back.


Daniel exclaimed, calling the middle-aged lady, who had definitely forgotten the place due to being angry.


"Mboooks!"


Daniel's call made the man turn to the wide open door. His two eyes looked at Daniel sitting on the chair, and there was Elis standing slightly bent.


"Sorry Aden, what are you doing? Emmm didn't bother you, did he?" ask the mbok by scratching his head in frustration, must have been and neng Elis heard this babble mbok who was nagging, this is all because of that wayward child! Look out for you, Ci!


"Here, Elis is treating the back of my hand, oh yes mbok. earlier I saw a grouse injured by the shard of the jars, please treat it! And don't forget, it's cleaned" Daniel pointed around the beachhead, which was strewn with peyek nuts and glass shard from the jar.


"I don't want the rest of the shard to hit Elis's leg" Daniel said, staring at Elis's face meaningfully.


"Soswit once!" elis said with his face turned to look at Daniel, his lips pursed.


"You're so funny! My wife!" Daniel draws Elis' life with his finger.


"Daniel!"


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