Mr. Vazquez & Mrs. Vazquez
Eleven
Sunlight shot through the slit of the window and into the eyes of a girl still curled up in her blanket, like a baby. The girl blinked her eyes to adjust the light coming in through her retina. His hand reached the watch bekker who was on the nightstand that had earlier rang.
"Morning still," the girl murmured, as she felt she was still early in the morning, continuing her sleep. Five more minutes of sleep, right?
There was the sound of footsteps slowly approaching the girl's bed. No matter how long he felt someone climb into this bed, he wanted to know who it was but his drowsiness was more dominant than his curiosity.
Enghs..
The girl felt something stuck in her nose that was accompanied by an unpleasant smell. His head started to sting. Still with his eyes closed, fear took over his body.
Goddamnit! What a smell woi!
I really swear, it stinks. I don't know what dope this guy is using.
Not-don't the kidnapper?
The kidnapper raped me,
Keep killing me, though,
Keep selling my organs!!
Just want to sell his organs, die first in the hands of the girl, gini-gini he never learned karate until the brown belt so teach one or two kidnappers mah pinky doang. Okay first strategy, calm down and shut up so the kidnapper believes the girl has passed out. Then two began to count in silence,
One
Two
Ti—
"FEEL THIS ANCHOR!!" With the superpowers she possesses, the girl manages to lash out at the kidnapper. Huh, that's delicious!
"Apaige.. MY FUTURE!!" the kidnapper shouted while holding onto his future assets.
"*****! IF MY FUTURE IS BLEAK, I MUTILATE YOUR BODY! YOU MONKEY AYAN! Akh sick woy!!" Viola covered his ears hearing the screeches and whistles in pain of that person, uh his senses he was familiar with that person. But who?
"Well, Marvel? I thought you were the kidnapper who was going to sell my organs." Viola patted her chest in gratitude. Luckily, the kidnapper Viola Serem is also hehe.
"Gue your brother, you fool!! I'll sell your organs if my precious assets are anything!!" pekik Marvel still holds its future assets. The tool to score that Marvel junior feels so pulsating, hopefully it can still score ten more Marvel juniors.
"Hehe serem amet lu. I thought you were a kidnapper, that's a reflex. How's it? Good not my reflex movements?" Viola chuckled, he raised his eyebrows while crossing.
"Haha hehe haha hehe is good but you are good for bad guys dong not me! This hurts!" groused Marvel.
"You're bothering me, whose fault is it trying? Lo nyumpelin what the hell in my idung? How does that socks smell?" Viola sniffed his nose as the foul smell was still stuck on his nose.
"It stinks! That guy's my sock" said Marvel, who was still pitched ketus. Still sick woi this heirloom!
"Wangfeng! You kasarung lutung! Your leg t-shirt is rotten terasi woy! Shit lu anjay! Feel this!!" Viola hit Marvel blindly.
"Aw aw aw hurt Vio's sick," Viola didn't hit Marvel's ring, he still hit her. "Sono lo shower! The Ardo waited from just now below."
"Huh? Why did the fridge come here?" viola asked immediately stopped hitting Marvel.
"Where do I know!" ketus Marvel while taking care of his arm due to a fist from Viola. "Lo shower!"
"Yes, yes, no longer" said Viola he returned to his most comfortable bed. It's good to lie all day, like heaven.
"Eh uh what do you want?" ask Viola a little bit away. Viola was a little scared to see that horrible smile of his brother's. Viola's gini-gini was also afraid of his brother.
"You dragged you and the events that used to happen again" said Marvel still with his evil grin. Marvel started holding Viola's hand.
"Oh yes, I took a shower! After this salty fish smelly hand," jolted Viola, he immediately ran to the bathroom followed by laughter from Marvel.
Not what Viola had ever felt dragged Marvel like a goat and bathed him using cold water and the next morning Viola exposed to high fever. It made Viola deterred and would not repeat it again. They are childish, but those are the things they will miss.
While in the living room, Ardo was talking to Mami Tania. More precisely mami Mami Tania talking to herself, Ardo mah mangosteen doang.
"Oh my goodness, where are the girls? Egg or what? Long time, no shame what the same prospective husband," muttered Mami Tania.
"Vel, where's Viola? Why hasn't it come down?" mami Tania asked Marvel who had just sat down while sipping the milk she had just picked up.
"Again the shower, Mi. Where are you going, Do?" ask Marvel to Ardo.
"Take it to the theme store" said Ardo soberly.
"Fitting clothes, your mama already ngasi tau Mami. But Mami already said that she could not go because ponakan Mami want to marry," said Mami Tania.
"Who, Mi?"
"That's Rara your aunt Nayra's son" explained Mami Tania. Marvel is just 'oh' ria. Actually, he also does not know who this Rara is.
Shortly thereafter Viola appeared with a fresh face. "Morning, Mommy." Viola.
"You're! Ardo has been waiting since then, right kasian, not ashamed of the same candidate with your behavior?" mami Tania.
"Thy? Make what? Before the same marriage, I should have known what I was doing" Viola said.
Mami Tania could only shake her head. "I'm sorry Viola did Ardo. He's gini again, kumat,"
Viola just turned his irritated eyeballs instead of plucking bread and milk at the dinner table. "Yaudah anyway, Mi. Don't apologize, it's not wrong" said Viola casually.
"Hush is not good as a prospective husband like that! It's a wonder that no child has the same courtesy as a prospective husband."
Viola rolled a lazy eyeball, new candidate right?
"We're leaving, Mi." said Ardo and then he crucified his future father-in-law.
"Hey heart," said Mami Tania and Marvel.
"Loh uh waitin woy!" Viola quickly grounded his milk. "Nrp ... Thank goodness."
"Mi, Viola's leaving." Viola immediately caught up with his lag.
Arriving in the car, Viola waited for Ardo to open the car door for him as his ex-daughters used to do.
But Viola was made cengo because Ardo even entered first without opening the door for him. The man lowered the windscreen and looked at Viola who was still standing outside.
"You left out?"
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Sorry about this scattered Typo (