MIRACLE MIRACLE MIRROR
THE SIXTY-SEVENTH EPISODE

Ali was stunned when he opened the door of his rented house.

There was a figure of Keti standing on his back complete with a long gray white uniform. Her hair is rather blond straight.

Ali's heart was beating fast.

What do you want this leak here?

Look back.

Now they look at each other.

Ali was nervous, remember last night. Even his sweet teacup almost spilled its contents.

"Ke_Khetti? Why is it here?" ali asked with a pounding heart.

"Nyamper!" answer Keti short and sounding ketus, cold.

Ali flirting.

I don't know why he feels like a guilty person to the young girl who still stinks at this time.

Ali went back inside the house. He did not want his heart to be intimidated.

Dug Dig dag Dig

Ali took a long breath.

Laila came out of the room with a fresh face.

Ali choked to see a red mark on the neck alcove and chest area of Laila whose T-shirt was V-shaped.

"Take a change, La!" exclaim Ali panicked.

"Why?" ask Laila confused. He took care of himself. Quarter pants and large tee shirts actually feel comfortable, not showing the curves of the body.

"Look at your neck, Yang!" whispered Ali began to dare to call 'Honey'.

"Damn..."

Laila remembered the scene last night, as well as the scene just now at six in the morning. Her smile is beautiful.

"You're the one, naughty!" laila said back to the very small room.

Ali sat down in his living room with only a small carpet that Laila had brought from her home. But thick rugs at a great price. Not an arbitrary tapestry because Mama Laila direct messages in Turkey, when their economy is on the leaves (the result of corruption).

Ali peeked out from behind the window. The tiny body was now standing sideways. Her smile expanded beautifully, making Ali instantly blush her cheeks. At that time Keti was smiling with the daughter of the landlord who lived right next door. They were one school and apparently, Keti often visited and they went to school together.

La? Isn't that Keti his home in Menteng he said yesterday? Menteng here? Pretty far? She went to Smanit High School? How can you be so far early in the morning already there in the day?

Ali thought hard but his eyes still did not blink looking at Keti.

Suddenly,

Like there's a high voltage electric stun. Ali felt his throat dry until it was difficult to swallow. Keti looked at him sharply.

Laila's out of the room.

This time his v neck t-shirt has been changed with a short-sleeved shirt.

The button on Laila's shirt was even linked after Laila noticed red stains in her neck area.

"You anyway!" she was red with shame.

Ali blushed. But then threw his gaze out the window. Sontak Laila turned her head.

"Hm!"

Laila's typical Deheman made Ali bow.

Wadidau this is so!!! Hadeuh!

"Rubber! You want to go to school?" ask Laila without Ali can prevent her from leaving the house.

Ali's heart was racing. Worried that the two females throw each other satire and end up in a melee of beards.

"Yes, Brother!" answer Keti with a sweet smile.

"You're a school?" ask Laila again to Keti and the daughter of Mr. Mansyur contract owner.

"One bench instead. Hehe... Brother just moved in last night, huh?"

"Yes. Hehe... Sister's name is Laila Purnama, the husband of Ali Akbar's brother. What's this guy's name?"

"Chintami Mountains. Sis, we went to school first, afraid of being late. Hehe... Hye!"

"Oh okay, bye!"

Ali relieved. Unknowingly smiling while rubbing the chest.

"Why is that? Afraid I'm hurting that snot boy who has a crush on you, huh?" laila asked after returning to the house and closing the door.

"She doesn't necessarily have a crush, she just admires and respects me because I've helped her before. You know the story yourself that day!" Ali tried to give understanding.

"He's not Anwar's girlfriend. I also urged Anwar via Japri. He's his cousin."

"You're japri Anwar? Without asking me first?" Ali furious.

Ulala... Just also bears my current status, how dare he chat with Anwar!

"Yes that's it. It's about the Katrina that why lately koq kayak often seen wara-wiri around us!? Not weird, though? I'm a freak! What does he want? Must investigate!"

"It was just a coincidence. Why are people prejudiced so badly?"

"So you accuse me of being the same person for having bad thoughts? You trust people more than I, your SD friend who is now your wife? Oh, my God, my God! Just yesterday we married, you have dared to hardik me for the snot girl? Ali!!!"

Laila stomped her feet, annoyed.

His eyes began to glaze over.

"This is our breakfast? Storm because of a trivial thing that is not clear? This is the concept of the household you want to build with me?"

Laila who was about to move into the room then stunned like a statue of Pancoran.

Ali took a breath. He stood up and approached Laila.

Swiped the tip of his head down Laila's long hair.

"Jealous sign of love. I like to be cheated. But please, your jealousy has gone too far. Even at the beginning of our marriage, just hours. Can we get rid of those feelings and think of adults how we can feed, survive and pay for next month's rent?!"

Laila embraces Ali's waist.

Still, but his eyes were wet.

"Don't leave me! Don't compare me to other women! Never glance at another woman while I am beside you. Ask another woman! Ask! Will she be careless to see her husband chatting casually and look comfortable tend to be happy when talking to other women!?"

Ali smiled amusedly. He patted his forehead.

Between upset, nasty but funny. Cute adorable Laila's behavior.

"It turns out this is the house! Hadeuh! But this stomach is hungry rumbling, My dear wife!"

Krucuu...

Both of them laughed.

"me too. Haha..."

"There's still money to buy breakfast, right?" ask Ali to Laila.

"There was. Let's find breakfast!"

Both of them smiled meaningfully.

Cup.

Ali kissed Laila's forehead without a word, but in the imprint on Laila's heart because it really felt meaningful.

The two of them went out of the house. They intend to go out around looking for stalls or whatever people sell breakfast.

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