Possessive Leader
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Jesi still pouted and looked at Rama who ignored him. The man only glimpsed at her with a smile then refocused on the steering wheel.

"Don't look like that metolot. Not that the serem even makes me want to laugh at him." mock Rama.

"Not polite also glared at that same prospective husband" he added.

Jesi snorted in annoyance, she grew even more pouty.

"You are I was so good. Karam is not polite with me. Why do I have to be polite as Karam tries?"

"Not polite how to try?"

"Why did Karam try? think dong!"

"Yes I must ingetin. I'm not a virgin anymore!"

"What am I doing? try ingetin dong, forget brother. All practices can also be." said Rama.he pointed to his left cheek.

"Caram!" Shouted Jesi.

"What's my wife's cute, matchless Juice Suit?" rama replied while glancing at Jesi who was looking at him sharply. The girl looks even more adorable when her cheeks meet red, Rama did not expect that the super confident Jesi could blush embarrassed when praised.

"Whatwhat? you want to be in the sun again? jeez addicted yah." continued which then ended with laughter.as fun as it turns out to have a plain wife like Jesi. A combination of noisy, annoying at the same time worrying into one.

Jesi pursed her lips, "what what? You want to be in the sun again? Oh my god, hooked?" His speech imitates the words of Rama.

"Not want to be in the sun anymore, which you want me suntrungin deh!" Further.

"Eh start brave well you use my language elo the same old man. Not polite!" Bentak Rama's.

"Cie is old. Hold-hold Om don't get emotional." ledek Jesi.

"Tuh Kan's... I just use my language elo aja Karam already hastengas aja. Though I was already very fond of Karam so sweet as I, uh it turns out that bentar doang already crumpled again fierce."

"I will behave in the same way as you. If you are good, I am good. If you're wrong I want to, I'm rebuking to be good. Not that I'm bad."

"But Karam is fierce. Frequently angry too. It's just a matter of joking and getting angry. I'm just kidding, I love it." Denying Jesi.

"I should be angry. Karam has made me not a virgin." Its effects.

Rama nodded his temple slowly. For a long time he became dizzy himself hearing Jesi who had been talking about virginity, even though he only briefly peeked at the girl's forehead and lips. It needs to be underlined only to dye and even stick.

"Said mom, I have to take care of myself. Gotta take care of the good name of father and mother, the good name of my big family as well. Can't just hug kiss like Karam did earlier. I'm human, Karam. Not clothes that are dirty enough in love rinso, in the soak continues to be rubbed bentar keep getting clean again. Although the word dirty bold ad is good, but if dirty in the relationship is not good." Jesi said at length.

Rama was stunned to hear the solemn speech after speech that came out from Jesi's tiny lips. Recently the speech of the beautiful parrot sounded right even though using an advertising analogy that he thought was less connected. How could he equate himself with clothes. Ah basic juice suit though his words are serious there is always just a tickling part.

Rama never thought it turns out that in today's times there are still innocent and innocent girls like his future wife. At the age of twenty, Jesi still held firm to her parents, the girl was angry just because she was kissed, even when she knew her own future husband did it. Rama really felt lucky turned out his loyalty to a future wife he had never met before bearing sweet fruit. Although Jesi is chatty and often annoying but the girl is not like other girls who are mostly contaminated with promiscuity. Kissing hugs are very reasonable among teenagers today, not even rare who until kebablasan to get pregnant. That is what makes him so protective of Alya, his only sister.

"It's Diem, Karam doesn't know what I mean?" Shouted Jesi.

"Yes, understand. Sorry for that." Rama.

"What you're saying is true, but you need to know if just kissing the kayak temple just now it doesn't make virginity brilliant."

"So still Karam, I am not sterile anymore. It's tarnished with the same naughty lips of Karam." Denying Jesi. He glanced at Rama's lips, suddenly the shadow of the taste in the kiss for the first time re-emerged.

"Jeez Jesi... Consciously... Consciously... What is my brain." His inner being then hurriedly looked the other way.

"The sterile is all called. You think I'm a bacterium that makes you unsterilized?" Rama.

"It's here deh sun once again in the former, let me take the bacteria so that the freshness of the juice coat becomes sterile again. How's it?"

"Cih mode. Oh wow! Sebel ih Karam kok so perverted gini." Jesi Protests.

"Geez, I didn't say anything that's bawdy." Denying Rama.

"Yes, can. Even though I don't like it very much." Answer Jesi.

"Why? Would have preferred it in the sun, right?" Ledek Rama's.

"Mesum is Karam's brain. I guess because Karam's name is Ramadhan his people will be alim, uh don't know the same. Bawdy!" Answer Jesi.

"I don't like it because in elus kayak gini make me want the same Brother Zidan. She was very fond of mengelus long hair but in the end even left me, his mistress is the same as her own friends." Inner Jesi.

"Who do you think?"

"Just like Zidan Zidun wants nyosor mulu!"

"Huh thankfully I never allowed him to kiss, the edges I was in cheating doang. Same with his own friends."

"Eh, now I'm dinedain with Karam. Play sosor don't use permission, worse than Zidan Zidun!" Say again.

"Bararti first brother dong?" Rama asked, Jesi was silent.

"Don't pout that way. Sorry yeah?" Again Rama stroked his future wife's head gently and Jesi nodded slowly.

The car Rama was driving had stopped and parked well in front of the mall they had previously visited when reviewing product sales. The two of them walked into a jewelry store. The longest assortment of jewelry neatly and beautifully in a glass display case. A servant greeted them kindly.

"Please mas mba."

Jesi is still pensive to see various jewelry in the display cabinet with unique models ranging from cute, beautiful, elegant to luxurious.

"Pick whatever you like." Rama.

"Me?" Jesi pointed to herself.

"Yes you. My sister's wife-to-be is just you." Reply Rama.

"Make what? I don't like jewelry, Karam. Kayak mamak." reject Jesi.

"The MBA can choose this or this model." The waiter shows some simple but elegant jewelry models.

"It won't look like a mother. Guaranteed." Reciprocity.

"Mh... Mba.. I haven't mba-mba well. don't call mba. Call Neng Jesi." said Jesi did not accept.

"Sorry, mba. My wife-to-be here by saying I like ceplos." Said Rama who felt bad for the servant who stood before them.

"You're saying don't like the origin. Filtered first!" Continue on Jesi.

"Yes coffee tubruk pake filtered all, Karam." Denying Jesi.

"I really don't like jewelry. What the hell did he do? Mama Karam wants a birthday? Make that gift?" Guess Jesi.

"You know the model, don't be like this. I think the one over there is better suited for mothers." Further.

"Make you, Jesi. For our wedding dowry. Don't tell me you don't know if marriage should use dowry. It's a pick hunt now, an afternoon hunt. We have to get home early today."

"When did you go home, Karam? He said he was going for a walk? I would like to go for a walk until the mallem mumpung with Karam so it will not be scolded by father. I haven't been walking until recently, seeing the lights of vehicles whose lights are clashing against each other on the streets while eating at street-side tent stalls. Oh, I think it's good, I'm a laper again."

"It is precisely if today you return home not only you who are scolded, but also brother." Rama said while shaking Jesi's shoulder who seemed to be imagining the fun of eating a tent stall chicken pecel in front of the office.

"Pick the jewelry you like and go home!" Reciprocity.

"But I still want to play, Karam. In a hurry to do anything?" ask Jesi.

"Well!"