My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 156. JARS FROM CHINA!!
Gian who is in a situation of heart that is not okay, the more emotional when the number he does not know it contacted his wife many times, he said, with an unusual greeting and make Gian want to make nausea made.
"Our meeting was unexpected, you came with a rash step, and my heart just blew. Why did you come that day, why did you not realize it first, my flower. And damn, nothing yet, the barrier between us is that high. Radha, your name is really pretty .. You drugged me in a sea of longs, and in my first message, let me know you," ~ By Juan
"Geek!!! I can remember, where did the boy come from, contact was like participating in a poetry event, the basis is not clear."
Gian let out a rough breath, heart intent coming home from Randy's house to make his heart a little cold. But seeing the notifications that appear on the wife's phone makes it hot many times.
Wanting to feel he approached the man named Juan, if he saw from the profile photo that the man used, it seems Juan can easily Gian bibai bogem raw.
"Gian, where are you going?!!"
"To the office," replied Gian soberly, Jelita's question as if he just ignored it.
While now Jelita was just glued, he was a little surprised for what his son was to the office when it was late afternoon. Even Raka was already on her way home.
"Under his right mind, whose office he's going to."
Jelita did not care much, he passed to the room with some mendoan tempeh that was not used up too since then, even cold and Jelita's jaw was achy chew on it.
"If my neighbor was like you used to be at Mom's house, it must have been over this."
Their environment is different, although Jelita is known as a good person, her neighbors here are different from those who used to be around her house. Jelita is not as brave as that to knock the gate of the mansions.
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"Where's the house?"
Gian lied big, in fact he did not go to the office. Instead, he is now in front of the mosque where he performed shlalat on Friday afternoon.
He went around the place, who was Juan, the man was still looking and he wanted to teach the damn poet a lesson.
"Who's looking, Kang?"
He was surprised when the thinly-painted beautiful woman asked gently. Ayu's face and is now feeding the baby makes Gian momentarily stunned.
"Juan, do you know him?"
"Oh, that's koh Malih's son, the biggest shop, Kang. But it's closed, try to knock, the time he's in the dalem."
Gian looked down as his thanks, they turned out to be quite friendly, he thought the people here were not friendly to new people.
"Okaypnya, bang Juan has a saucy acquaintance why do not you know me anyway, where already married as bang Ipul."
The woman was lamenting her fate which was one of the victims of Juan matchmaking. Ratri sighed softly looking at his son who was now chewing his food.
"Where the baby is exactly Ipul again, may your fate not be like your father, son."
Ratri stroked his son's head, not wanting if later his son followed in the footsteps of the father who became endless wrangling.
"Ratri!!! Which dalem Abang pants?!!"
Just now he was about to calm down, but the most annoying voice was now blowing his daydream. Really sucks, wanted to taste the baby rice she threw on her husband's face.
Terrible, the life of the people here turned out to be extraordinarily hard, Gian thought. The new child is that small and it is clearly visible signs of heating up the household.
Moments later, Gian forgets what his goal is. Now he let out a rough sigh as the middle-aged man walked out of the place. A fairly large store and it seems at once a place to live.
"Haiyaaa find what aaa?"
"Find Juan, is there?"
"Haiyaaa I don't sell my son aaa."
It is not wrong if Juan is a little less drama, the proof is that his father is a cadaver. Gian sighed harshly, he just tried to be kind and the way Malih spoke did not sound funny at all now.
"I'm serious, Koh."
"Haiyaa, lu olang what's there need aah? Juan's gone, you're late."
Shit, Gian's late. He was sure that the man named Juan was the man who almost hit him a while before finding Ratri earlier. And indeed he is the only male figure that in Gian's eyes is still young.
"Go, Koh?"
"Thou young people today why deaf-deaf aaah," said koh Malih who made Gian want to say rude.
Gian passed, it seems that his grudge should he delay for a moment. Choosing to return, but koh Malih actually gave him two jars that he did not understand what it meant.
"For what, Koh?"
"Haiyaaa lu olang can be used for cooking oil, this original China has aah, a legacy of the Tang Dynasty," he said so smoothly and made Gian more emotional only.
Actually this guy is nice or what, wanted to refuse but he felt very disrespectful. Until the man decided to return with the most absurd souvenirs he had ever brought.
"Thank you" said Gian and got a warm smile from the bespectacled man.
His pace was getting faster, a gentle breeze was accompanying his journey. With two urns on the right and left side, Gian's step is perfect if accompanied by music typical of the bamboo curtain country.
"Basic ngaco!!! Why is no one in their right mind today?!!"
Gian closed the car door violently, the man was completely inexhaustible to think what the world was indeed this crazy. Really sucks, he thought.
Towards magrib, he was still stuck in traffic. And Gian sultry is amazing, not because of the air but because of the unusually hot mood.
"Juan Abian, why do such names enrage me about this incredible outfit!!!"
He forgot that his name was also in line with the names of the men he mentioned. Several buskers who were singing outside his car were also down.
"Why!! Don't be confused now!! Magrib, you understand?" Suddenly they run around as soon as Gian opens the glass and lets out his anger, hoping to make a big income because Gian's car has explained how rich he is.
"There's nothing, I hit this urn and you know how you feel!!"
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Hahaha I do not run out of ideas yes gaes😠only if you like ginian bablas. Babay, I'm up malem emergence can tomorrow this😠Haiyaaaa, where his vote Aaah, that Gian already out of the top 200 aaaah, btw can rekom again aaah, aaah, otw crazy up again😎😎😎😎 Love You Netijen!! When did Zura get pregnant, wait yaaa!! Gapapa is yes our flow is slow, because the othor want to write all entertain themselves aaah😚