My Match in the Hands of Duda Somplak
CHAPTER 24. Don't Call Me Om Duda

Along the way, they did not greet each other. But he was forced to start a conversation because of his bike at the restaurant.

"Can I be delivered to the resto just to pick up the bike,"

"Are you talking to someone,"

"Do you not feel, or may I be talking to the devil."

"Who do you think you're talking to?"

"Aren't you feeling,"

"No! Because if anyone asks and tells you not to call that person's name."

"Oh, okay. Well Om widower, can take me to the restaurant to take my bike," with a cocky feeling and a little smile made-up He expressed his point.

"Why should you call me that, if anyone knows that I am a widower. Then, no one wants to."

Haha.

"Stop! Don't laugh, change the call." Tell Adi to Him.

Basic people! duda, yes widower only reality based on facts but ogah called duda. Inner She.

"Freak basis" he murmured.

"Did you say something."

"No!"

"What should I call?" ask Him, for each one of them calls with a proper name instead of accepting and rejects with a thousand shadows..

Eits, this isn't naruto thor you mispronounced. Yes, that means a thousand reasons. Well that's just right.😁😁

"Whatever,"

"It's good for the widower."

"Why should there be frills anyway," Adi murmured.

"Eum, good brother is handsome."

"Too late De," protested Adi again.

"How about my darling."

"Not bad, like two couples bound as husband and wife." Timpal Adi, with a charming smile.

"That's not good in there I know,"

"Well," Adi frowned, not knowing what he meant.

"Yes lha, accidentally I like the same street om-om, and so sugar baby."

Haha.

Adi laughed out loud.

"You have to go the same way, yes no, yes no, yes dong time no."

She shuddered in horror at the behavior of her boss, for with her perverted face she seduced him, and played out one of her eyes, more precisely her winking.

Hiii.

" Crazy jerk!"

"Are you praising me again."

"It looks like it is, because the compliment is suitable for a boss as much as you."

Cc.ck..

"Based on the chili-mouthed boy."

"It's better to turn on the engine and immediately continue the journey, because the first, I don't want to be in the same perkedel Mother. And secondly, I don't want to miss the magrib prayer."

Adi did not answer, but immediately turned on his car engine and immediately drove his vehicle.

Even though the tengil bar-bar, sholeha is also a boy, aaaaah very dream anyway. Adi giggled amusedly as he shadowed what would be like if he and He, married.

He, who had unintentionally turned his head towards his boss, frowned both of his eyebrows while putting his fingers on his chin, as he saw his boss smiling along the way.

Was my boss crazy, or exhausted from the beach earlier, I was horrified. Inwardly, but he does not care. Because now all I think about is getting home right away.

"Hye Om Duda, this is not the direction to the restaurant," said He, because the road he passed was not in the direction He wanted.

"I'll drive you, tomorrow I'll pick you up too."

"What will the neighbors say if I see me riding in a car with adults," he said softly but, still can be heard.

"That's not the problem, you know for yourself that Mak-mak's enemy."

"Leave an admission if I'm your future husband why the hell,"

"Aaaa, what a hell of a bitch."

"Do you deliberately tease me with that ugly voice of yours."

"What Om widower feels I'm a seductress."

Why am I the loser this same boy, really embarrassing. Inner Adi, because he always loses when arguing with Him.

"Stop! I'm amused, don't call me Om widower again, or kam.."

"I kissed."

He quickly, cut off Adi's unfinished speech because he knew for sure, again the threat given by him.

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And elsewhere.

As usual Mak Ita if the afternoon, will clean the house. Because for him cleanliness is the main thing.

Byurrr.

"Ups, sorry."

Mak Ita who just finished mopping, and wanted to throw water mop, accidentally she threw it right in front of Adi.

"Mak this is a man, not a dumping ground." Adi was angry because his whole body was soaked because it was exposed to dirty water.

"Mistake yourself play nyelonong."

"But, you have to see dong if someone else passes by" Adi said.

"So you wrong me, dare you be like me!" with a ruffled waist, as well as rolling up his sleeves, Ita's mother challenged Adi, who could not accept being doused in dirty water.

"No, Mom, I don't dare to be the same as the future-in-law,"

"Who do you call the future-in-law,"

"Mom, the time is the neighbor."

"Well I have your daughter-in-law cake." Said Ita's Mother.

"Yeah."

He, who was careless to see Mom, and his boss fighting each other's arguments, better go in to perform a ritual that can not stay right, because his body is very sticky.

"What less I Mak!"

"Eh, you disobedient base, has not yet been made a ghost. I dare tell the old man."

"No, my mom, I don't dare."

"Good."

"Let's see, what's behind Mom,"

Mak ita without thinking long langung looked back.

When he ran away. Inner Adi cheered happily.

"One, two, three. Escape." cried Adi.

"Hye run away where you are, you sontoloyo." Mak Ita was no less excited when he saw Adi run away.

In car.

Huffs.

With a sharp breath Adi adjusts his breath while gasping his car.

"Basar lioness, already in flush, also in angerin. One more thing, I don't have any blessing either." Adi spoke to himself like an insane person in a car. Because it is very, very upset, the body that wants a comberan makes it not stop commiting kamit in the car.

He, who had just finished bathing, but was stopped by his mother.

"You are so often out the same crazy widower anyway," Mak Ita told him.

"That's right, ask in the confess the ghost anyway, whether you want to have a husband model cake her." Imbuh his mother again.

"If you're rich, why not!" answer Him.

"Good, continue your struggle to find the rich, your knowledge is in imitation, my sister." Suddenly, Edo touched upon the conversation between him and his mother.