My Husband is Not Rich
Confusion in the morning

"But what dear.." Jesslyn's bead full of hope that the end of the story could be as desired, where could it be? this is a folklore that already has a plot so that the story of the color lake occurs.

"The queen gave birth to a beautiful princess. The birth of the princess was greeted cheerfully by all citizens." A piece of the story has been reconnected after being stopped by the word 'but'.

"Well, they can finally have children even with a long wait. When we get something with a complicated and long process it will feel very happy. Babies are born beautiful and not one less, right, baby?" Jesslyn cut the story again.

"Yes Non, because her parents spoiled her since childhood, she grew up to be a very spoiled girl. If his wish is not fulfilled, the princess will quickly wrath and be rude to anyone."

"Even so the King and the people still love him. They hoped the Princess' temperament would change as time went on."

The curious soul faded away as the continuation already barked in the mind. It is better to be a good listener with busy hands down the curves of the storyteller's body.

"One day when the princess had her 17th birthday, the kingdom again held a party. All the people agreed to give gifts to the princess as a form of sincere affection for the princess. They then collect the best jewelry they have to be melted into a necklace "

"At the time of the handover of the necklace, the princess was not even happy. For him the necklace is ordinary and not what he wants. The king was ashamed of his daughter's attitude, and wept with the whole people."

"Miss..."

A small smile responded to the little snoring of his wife who was sound asleep. Then raise the blanket higher along with a deeper embrace.

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Only a matter of three hours the sky has shown its light. Sayup-sayup voice teaching after dawn adhan still reverberate carried by the wind, fostering eyes that fall asleep almost before morning.

Bu Unah, a vegetable maker who was scheduled to go shopping to the market at half-six to meet his stall when other traders left early in the morning, sneaking checking his son's motorbike there or not. The one in search is not found to be a question in the head of Bu Unah actually has returned home not yet the child and his daughter-in-law.

"Sir, what's there?" Mr. Nata reprimanded his wife who was still wandering in no direction, ignoring the motorcycle seat room Mr. Nata who was ready to deliver shopping.

"Feelings yesterday Dodo took the Motorcycle, but Iyan motorbike does not exist. There's even this new car." Still with probing gazes all over the car. Still walking around the yard of his youngest child's house that has not shown signs of life.

Pak Nata got off his bike, hired Bu Unah to quickly get on the bike. A size of vegetable trader is very late to go shopping to the market. Only Bu Unah merchants were relaxed in his village but still had loyal fans.

"Bi Lilis, would you like to dry your clothes?" there is a bucket of wet clothes lying next to the clothesline should be clear and do not need to be asked what to do. "Yes mas" Bi Lilis replied politely. Iyan's question was just a lure to find out if Bi Lilis' employer was inside.

"Same father Mom went to the market again huh?" feeling intimidated by the sight of Iyan sweeping a corner of her employer's house, Bi Lilis broke the awkwardness.

"Yes Bi, oh yes Dodo and his wife have gone home yet Bi?"

Present me until I forget to make sure the same Father Mother has gone home or not.

"I have not confirmed it mas, let me look first into, because it was fitting I puri clothes no one went to the kitchen or bathroom."

Iyan was getting more agitated, it turns out that his assistant aunt did not know Dodo existed or not.

Do, don't let that be reported to you, even though the cave knows the license plate is the same but the cave still hopes it's not you Do. Iyan wanted to cry in his heart.

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Seriate..

Siblings will have an inner bond that cannot be explained by words, although what is seen by the eyes is only quarrels and quarrels.

Don't forget to love your family.