Queenvins
I married two boys

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In a garden behind a mansion that is one of the royal assets that still lags behind the descendants of the nobles at the end of Sumatra.

two boys were playing a game they had just played this time because they had just seen an event that made them both want to do sacred deeds for the adult.

"i married Quini with expensive flip-flops in cash" an eight-year-old boy told a woman aged five.

"the flip-flops I want are glass shoes". protested a beautiful boy called Quini.

"hayya. owe ga has glass shoes.owe only have this.hayya how the hell is this quini deck". replied the handsome, narrow-eyed boy called kevin by his mother.

little Quini blurted her lips five centi while looking annoyed at kevin, while Kevin tried to persuade quini to return to continue his marriage.

although this is just a game, but for a Kevin like it is necessary to finish the game, even after this they have to return to their respective families.

"ahh jeyek. I don't like. others just". said quini sewot.

"hayya. earlier he said he wanted the same sandals this though butut. Kan dek quini himself who invited owe to marry there. Now why is this his last?". Cetus Kevin was disappointed as he stared at his scuffed little slippers.

"ih sturdy ga acik. peyit. kacih candal was candal butut. jeyek again. at least kacih is a good candal lah. cebel kali lah. uhhhh" quini grumbled with a face that was deliberately pouted.

while Kevin can only scratch the scratching of his head that is actually not itchy while thinking how to persuade the child of his employer who is scrabbling it.

because he also felt afraid if he would be angered by one of the security guards there if he saw their employer's son who was in fashion. it is certain that he who is in omeli exhausted because it is not good to keep the mood of the princess who is known to like to sulk an it if there is something that is not pleasing in his heart.

"hayya deh Quin. dong dek Quin. don't be angry again. sturdy promise later solid will be a beautiful and steady expensive love for a Quin adek". he pointed his little finger at the pretty boy.

the beautiful Quini who heard his promise kevin finally glanced at the pinky finger of the boy who often desperate to invite him to play out of the house because the princess often got a ban from the employer, the owner, in order not to play outside the house because it is afraid to affect the beauty of the skin of the little princess who must be maintained and cared for properly in order to stay well awake until the princess matures and can men can be the soul mate of a noble who is the same one royal lineage as well.

Quini approached her little pinky to be associated with the narrow-eyed boy. the two of them finally glanced at each other with their pinkies attached and then smiled widely at each other in a happy state even though the version is very ordinary according to adults.

"hayya so we continue again ga his game that was.?". asked Kevin to make sure.

"yes, let's go on again". suhut Quini sure while taking the boy to a small table that has been decorated by the two of them as a place for the process of playing their wedding contract just now.

"hehehehe.but don't sulk anymore because of the high cost of butut sandals have me. later it will not be so marriage".said Kevin with the oddity.

"yes, as long as my promise of love is a beautiful sandal someday.if it's sturdy have money". pinta Quini.

"yes deh.iya.iya.iya I promise you. later if it is the same owe payday and owe in love with pocket money.owe buy you sandals in the article. ". the seven-year-old said confidently.

Quini smiled sweetly when she heard the words of the man who became her current bride-to-be

The dayi glass shoes kayak telitanya cindelella.

Quini widened her smile even more when she remembered that the mother always invited them both if in the first week of each month.

"let's continue playing". invite Quini sumringah.

"yes". said Kevin.

then the two sat side by side in front of a small table that they had decorated with various flowers in the garden.

Kevin put his right hand on the table and pretended to greet a ruler who would marry them at this time, although invisible. but the two began to imagine entering into their imaginary world at a sacred contract event.

Kevin said his promise back to his little wife who also dissolved in the atmosphere of the sacred game they created.

"i cut Quinita Maharani's wedding phone with a flip-flop in cash" the boy of Chinese descent said in a statement.

"chah". chirps the princess who has officially become the wife of a two-year-old boy on it.

" salaman used to be here" said Quini as he took his sturdy palm and placed it on his forehead which contained a lot of hair.

"hehehe" Kevin could only giggle amusedly.

"kium dong koh his wife" Quini asked the boy who had been considered everything to him while turning his lips.

"huh??. You're ngawul huh?"kevin asked as he pushed his lips against the beautiful boy to keep smiling no matter what.

"soh, we saw big brother as sturdy as his kiss each other. Maca sturdy ga tau. kiss him in here koh". said the five-year-old beautiful boy showed his chubby cheeks.

"don't ya deck Quin. ga can. later owe can get angry with mother and father deck Quini" declined Kevin smooth.

Quini again pushed her lips five centi forward while staring cynically at Kevin who felt bad for his little girl. finally he obeyed what was asked by the boy to make the boy want to smile and cheer again.

"yes, we kiss the quini deck already, but only for a moment, yes and that too here"., Kevin said, showing the beautiful boy's forehead.

Quini smiled sweetly then lowered her head slightly to get a kiss that would be on land right on her forehead by her playful husband.

Kevin tried to get closer to the head that lowered it. his heart beat fast when faced with an awkward situation like this. he felt doubt and fear until the end ...

"bruck"

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