My Lovely President From The Mars
ADEK IN-LAW VS SISTER-IN-LAW?

Zahra stared long at the face of the self-respecting angel. He wanted to mess with his face again laughing satisfied to see him manyun, where the laughter of God is the pain of his life.

"Good sister-in-law," she asked with a big, sweet smile, but to Zahra the smile was fake, a fake leather bag.

"This abbis I'm not going to gatel-gatel right?!" sengak Zahra sucks.

"That's the best, satisfied!" god answered making Zahra's lips more conical like a witch's hat. God wants to twist this girl into a klepon stuffing.

Although hesitant this girl climbed with both the shoulders of the Gods and a little jump, fortunately she was high enough to not have to jump as high as the sky for the sake of climbing the rear seat of the God's motorbike. He does not want to touch the God even if only holding the waist, as a result he just menjiwir the end of the jacket of God like a kitten's soul.

The god who was aware of this girl's arrogant actions grinned, "well, will see-who will be chomping home while being so many!" as if getting a challenge and a match, God is now thinking about how to get the girl behind him to lose, conquer and be ashamed. His pride that is as high as the 17s must be in the chronicle until it runs out.

The god deliberately jerked his motor, to make Zahra surprised, smiling wickedly.

Dugh!

The helmets that the two wore were clashing against each other.

"Aww!"

"That's right! Basic grandong!" Zahra pushed the head of the God who was laughing crisply.

"Dad, that's not what you can do!" The god stopped the motor until it sounded heavy, brummm-brummm.

"Where do you want to nahan, you do not love me! Surprised, what the hell is that head! Your brain is made to buy this powerful motor!" nagging Zahra back he patted hard the helmet of God like he was hitting an empty barrel.

The god smiled again grinning like a wolf, seeing the road in front of him empty long enough, he immediately shook his motor gas tight making Zahra reflex to close his seat and embrace the God, he said, this girl is not used to something wild-challenging let alone adrenaline-pumping like this - rather she is looking to die!

"Grandongggg!!!" zahra's eyes were closed with him hiding his face behind the back of the Gods, his hands so tightly hugging the sixpeck belly of the Gods.

The young man took his motorcycle overtaking other vehicles to make a heart sport, no matter if Zahra had been komat-kamat God.

"Gue check loe, Wa!"

"Gue reportin Ganesh, if you're going to be lak nat's sister-in-law!"

"Umi-abi!!!"

"Bang Fath! Bang Ray!" all members of his family he called, fortunately the ranks of the cabinet ministry of United Indonesia did not come to be called as well.

The god laughed at hearing the girl who a few dozen minutes earlier was able to ruffle his haughty waist defiantly and laughed at her now screaming hysterically with eyes closing in fear.

Ckitt!

The god stopped the speed of the motor right at the intersection of the red light, one by one another vehicle joined neatly lined up waiting for the lights to change again. Zahra clung to the back of the God, "woyy! Nempel preoccupation. Watch out!" The god asked Zahra to release her embrace.

The quick-witting Zahra let go of her embrace, "pure! I'm also dead!"

"Lo if you want to die don't take people. I'm down here!!!" threatening to go down, this session with the Gods, made a steep descent form on Zahra's brow, but God's magic-hand held Zahra's hand, "lo come down I'm more reckless than this!" threatening the gods looked back, their blind gaze met between the gap of the helmet worn.

Those thick eyebrows, those eyes that were staring intently at this young man, even with Ganesh alone Zahra had never seen so deeply and all this time.

Likewise, God, who was silent for a moment to see the beautiful eyes of Zahra, Zahra's tiny lips accompanied by a fresh pink color flanked by cheeks that impressed chubby but adorable, sharp nose and eyebrows that are not too thick-exact young Salwa.

A small busker suddenly appeared uninvited in front of the riders, with a finger-pointing on the strings of his guitar he began to sing.

# Look at your eyes like a bow

Which you release into the heart of my heart

Even if you keep your love still,

Keep your breath scented decorate atmosphere,

When I kiss your lips, my love doesn't have to have you.

Though sore slicing. iris all promises.

(God 19--Roman picisan)

Zahra immediately disconnected the eye contact of the two and preferred to throw his face to the side, "lo can't really be rude to girls! Much like Ganesh!" cerca Zahras.

"No!" the Sengak God released Zahra's hand and turned his gaze back towards the road.

Zahra reached into her pants pocket, trying to find money between the thin void of space in her white pants pocket.

Zahra's eyes pounded with pity on the small and tough figure, some riders just shook their heads and waved their hands without wanting to share a little.

Even God did the same to her, just a bitter smile that she showed among the scorching weather, she had to accept the rejection from everyone. The world was too cruel for his little feet to step.

But then the small, dry-lipped figure smiled broadly as the nurse's white hands and white uniformed, although her perfume was slightly mixed with the aroma of ethanol outstretched to give a purple sheet, The gods were surprised and looked.

"Thank you brother,"

"Either. Your voice is good!" zahra replied smiling warmly at him.

"Jazakillah khiiran!" his reply was taken briefly by Zahra.

"Stop!" pinta Zahra patted God's shoulder like a motorcycle taxi driver, until the owner stopped the speed of the motor in front of a boarding house.

"here?" tanya Dewa glanced towards the 2-story building, researching the place where Zahra lived.

"Yes, don't memorize it! I don't want to have to pick you up again!" fierce Zahra fiery give his helmet rough on the Gods, long wear helmet he can oleng rich who have.

God gave her thumbs up, "good! Sip lah, so you say the same Ganesh, if you do not want me to pick up! Say the same Ganesh, don't forget sexy secretary for me!" grin wide.

Zahra frowned as well as grimaced, "strange base! Pantsan lo ugal-ugalan, your eyes are made from the eyes of the basket!" zahra's taunts insulted him.

"As far as you go, I don't ask for your opinion. You want to like what you do, not your business, yes I have returned. Hye!" The god returned to wear his helmet and immediately turned the motor to retreat, while Zahra had turned her lips against her.

The god glanced at Zahra's reflection from his motorcycle rearview, looking at the girl one last time. So did Zahra even though her mind was currently filled with negative judgment on the Gods.

"Cie, change Ra again? Who yesterday used a car-now use a big motor!" said Defia who suddenly appeared in front of the boarding house made Zahra surprised because it came undetected like a subtle spirit.

"Astagfireullah! Fia! Kirain who-shocked I know not?!" Zahra was actually holding her chest. Fia chuckles, "boyfriend Ra? Got how much heck-share-share kaliii!" goda. Zahra came in and opened her shoes, and she sat on a bamboo terrace.

"No, that's a sister-in-law candidate. If the future fiancee." jasab Zahra flat bin rata.

"Emhh, sister-in-law ya-" Fia nodded her lips.

"Udah ah, tired! Eh-you got noodles not Fi? Pinjem dong-laper Zahra, but want a pedes-pedes fruitful, males to the stall, tomorrow all monthly shopping!" zahra Pinta.

"There, in my drawer!" answer Fia.

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