My love is Talented by the Pasar Soleh Thugs
ngelonin Nara's...

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Sayup sayup adzan maghrib reverberated, but I think this time adzan is so shahdu , his voice is like a muezzin that we often hear on television stations ,but this sounds younger.after performing the maghrib prayer I went out of the room.

"loh ...gu where are you going ???" I asked to see the ambu that was neat with his syar'i clothes complete with his bag.

" Ambu want to participate in the study neng.ba'da isya actually but previously ambu want to participate in preparing snacks for those who participate in teaching.let the issue congregate also in the mosque." replied Ambu.

" ohhh..be careful ya ambu.." I grabbed her hand and kissed her, guava gently rubbed my hair "once later if again not busy ,neng follow ya let the neighbors of the village to know his wife aa.." pinta ambu.

" inshaallah ambu." I said ,

" mbu street first, assalamualaikum..."

"wa'alaikum...."

chequeleked

" have you gone to tea??" ask Nia who just left the room

" have...What kind of teaching event is there ??" because it is indeed the tumben once the teaching hour if indeed the aqiqah or tasyakuran event will usually be held in the afternoon or before ashar...

" it's just a routine study of mothers of the tea ceremony, once a week's event.lagian contents are mothers of mothers who mostly want to show off jewelry or ghibahin people.." Nia circus then dropped bo*k*ongnya on the sofa while grabbing a keller of chips

" ohh.." I'm bohria.

" dec wonder the tea of mothers today njai tuh used as a showpiece.let alone tuh mamahnya tea Vina tuh.masa pake necklace segede rante motor aa outside the hijab ..really keen to show off the belom again the already rich bracelet of Indian bride ,genjrang..genjring...noisy..!!"

I poked my lips at Nia's complaint

" continue the talk she tuh anu her husband as soon as this guy owes the same loan shark ..si it gather kebo.si he can just buy tempe doang for food...gaunakan kan teh ghibahhh.kalo said aa eat carcass brother himself, fortunately ga so made by the same ambu..." the spicy mouth of bin lambe is complaining with the style of hebring mother complex mom, while interspersed with the sound of crisps cassava chips...

" continue..this..!! what are you doing yourself ???" manyau giggled

" yes.I'm telling you the tea facts.again confide.." kilah Nia ..

" already from the curhatin nature of people mening temenin teteh nyiapin eat malem.." invite me to pull Nia's hand, this one girl is indeed a little spoiled when compared to other village girls , if Ambu has not yet issued his 8 octave sound he will be lazy, if not every asked please surely the answer is always "later first...." (hayooo raise your hand for readers who are so fit as Nia )

" Nia.deteh curious deh, who adzan maghrib just who the hell ko different sound from the adzan yesterday, usually the father of the father.." I turn on the stove warms the cooking ,to be warm when it will be eaten later.

my question made Nia raise her eyebrows

" o Allah of the time did not know anyway "Nia laughed a little at my ignorance, her hands wiped the plate using tissue and arranged it on the table.

I shot "engga shoulder .makanya nanya.."

" o Allah..the voice of the husband himself is not memorized ..." kekeh Nia, my eyes opened wide, as wide as the world.

" huh ??! who really ???" my rumbeng voice came out...

Nia nodded quickly

" so you don't know if the Adzan is aa??emang aa ga ever so race adzan or how is it in front of teteh ....what is prayer congregation so...??" ask Nia

" yes, if you pray together often but still do not worry.kalo it sounds aa Rama.." I replied like a fool.

" haha... " Nia chuckled "why ?? good, huh ??? you can still like it, why ???ask her back.

" tea.that's one of the reasons aa so a strong candidate for the ideal son-in-law in this village ,teh.Besides because of handsome, cool , Abah hajj children ....here is a good religion as well as the salary especially those who often go back and forth mosques should be a candidate for the ideal son-in-law " explained Nia

" includes Ucup ???" godaku, Nia's face met, but her mouth was a manyun

" ihhh teteh why so to Ucup anyway.ga likes ahhh gelayyy.." spoiled Nia.

I laughed at Nia's carelessness, salting so...

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" heid...."

" ha'alaikumsalam....."

abah went home with Rama, unhappily Rama hugged me inhaling my voracious scent and grinning his head to my neck making me nervous, I turned around

" Rama Ihhhh no shame there is Abah same Nia as well." ketusku.

"pah mah ga will what Abah people who make me want to cepet kosher lin you.kalo Nia.biarin most later asked to be applied to the same Ucup..."

" Nia a denger... Nia dengger....!!!" yells

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the theme of the dinner this time is Abah and Rama who discuss the problem of RPH belonging to the abah who is now assisted by Rama, the more busy course... while abah only watches the article abah feels old and the only son is only Rama .

" the spirit yes.." I hugged Rama from behind when he was in the room channeling additional spirit and energy for him, showing that I was here to always accompany him ,my hand was coiled in his belly Rama held it and tightened it.

" stay by my side Ra. became my energy.." he said he turned around, as if provoked by my possessive attitude now even his gaze was glaring, Rama put my hand on his neck , his mouth gave off a refreshing mint scent, pecking intensely my bi*beer was full of warmth but over time the kiss turned into a demanding ci*uman.

" Ra. who was under the ground stood up.." kekehnya "ask in the nest.." I laughed.

" make a reward yuu.." he funny after getting approval from me Rama did not wait long just show his skills to strip my clothes, which is currently one of his new abilities...

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" jeez...gue sleeping jar..ukan in this Rama.." I saw Rama sitting next to me looking seriously staring at the screen of his cell phone.

" c....!!"

I'm looking at the clock on the wall "at 1pm..."

I squirm making Rama glance at " hey.ko wake up...??" ask her

" cold." I answered, Rama got out of bed and picked up my clothes

" want to be used ??"

" engga.." I shook my head and grabbed my shirt and put it on, I went back in and crumpled into the same blanket as Rama , Rama took me into his arms rubbing a gentle swipe of my forehead like he was lying down .

" Ra.Please tell me that you are close to someone or someone else, whomever it is..."

" hemm...." murmured in response to "you why the hell, Ram??what the hell is it??" I asked, but only silence I got.

" i'm having an inauguration ceremony next week for senate member Ram, at the top maybe after the event mulung mantu." I said.

" how long ??" ask her

" less to know, why don't you ask your brother ??"

" kang Miftah???" he laughs "you why the rich don't like Miftah??he is, cold..!"

it's not just the cold that makes me not like it but it's rather than later it becomes a misunderstanding...

" yes." I gave up

" have you boboh ..mau kunyanyiin ??" asked, I nodded "maybe.who knows I'm so sleepy ..."

" okay... Lingsir wengi.." I glared and patted Rama's chest.

" oo...!!"

Rama laughed a little, which was really thought I would take a guts test in a creepy place...

" yes sorry sorry.l part of it is not a caller song genie satan, Ra...."

" yes you know.but it's not that song also times, Ram..."

" why, huh ???it will be good for me." answered Rama who increasingly chuckles, brightly I get tightened my arms, stick my body

I turned my body around, upset....

" yeah deh sorry.ya have read do'a first continue bobo..here I kelonin, I elucidate his hair so sleepy.." replied Rama....

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rama's phone vibrated, but the owner was still bathing I glanced with curiosity listed the name of the Miftah kang ,duhhh the soul of my gossip reporter churned ,but I say again ..fear that I will lift it will be a problem.until the call ends by itself.

Rama came out of the bathroom

" Ram.it was Miftah telfon .." I said while preening.

" keep saying what ??" her question was rubbing her hair in a towel

" it's not lifted..!" answer me

" loh ko ga lifted??"

" don't want ahhh ..then the wife of a possessive wife..telfon again.." I replied.

Rama smiled "yes, my wife." she pinched my cheek.

don't know I've been kepo, just lazy to argue with the pole..

after dressing Rama took his cell phone and called someone, I'm guessing Kang Miftah

follow me, don't ?? follow don't??? stop Nara loe sholeha's wife.once sholeha's wife also kepo can dong,ahay...gue follow.I flicked a finger, sinking a precipitate like a chicken...

" assalamualaikum kang..."

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" yes kang selow just let him out show the trunk of his nose by itself..."

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" i just titip Nara bang..kalo on campus I can not take part ..fear the problem so big and long can be the name of the campus and family smeared, we play beautiful only..."

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" satur nohun, kang. assalamualaikum..."

" why else ???" nia Exclamation

deg....!!

mampooss !! reflexively I approached Nia and smothered her away from Rama's position

" Nia ..bikin was shocked...!!" I stroked the chest

" ahhh nguping huh...??" whispered Nia

" cihhhh ..100 for Nia..do not say yes.ntar teteh buyin brown deh.." rayuku.

" okay 3 yes....!!"

huffftttt jajanku a day it's mah...

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