Rain Teach Me Strong
wash pan

Since his date failed, Marshall is not desperate to ask Zee for another date. However, Haris' father did not easily give permission. Inevitably Marshall had to go through it first, although upset Marshall still run it.

Like this time, when Marshall asked for permission to take Zee for an afternoon walk. Haris' father is not that easy to say yes, but Haris' father gave the challenge of having to wash a large pot with the butt of a black super duper pot.

"Before you leave, you clean this pot until it is snaked and don't forget. That's the pancake ass you should rub up the kinclong too. Knows you!"

Marshall swallowed the Saliva, not unable to clean it, but the problem is the pot butt? It might reach Kinclong. While Marshall knows removing the ass of a pot that is already very black is very difficult.

"Now do it" said Haris' father.

Haris' father immediately left Marshall still in his place with a faint smile.

"Bad fuck!" Grunts Zee with her manyun lips. To him, his father was outrageous. Is it wrong if there are people who like him?.

Many times Zee grumbled at his father, but Haris' father stayed relaxed and sat down to drink his coffee, which was still emitting hot smoke with one foot on the chair.

"Aahs... Enjoy my coffee" said Haris' father.

"Damn... Bummer's dad!" Zee frowned while stomping his feet. Then Zee meets Marshall in the kitchen. Zee looked at Marshall with a look of pity.

"Dad really has no feelings!" gerutu Zee slowly.

Zee approached Marshall who was squatting to clean the pot.

"I help ya," Zee and Zee also squat next to Marshall.

"Eh! Don't need. Your hands will be rough. It's okay I can clean it. You don't have to worry and you have to trust me" Marshall assured Zee.

"But this is long and hard to clean." Zee really couldn't bear to let Marshall do a job he wasn't supposed to do.

"I told you already. I can clean it up." Once again Marshall reassures Zee by giving her a sweet smile.

"If so, I will accompany you here. Let you be excited" said Zee.

"Well... If that's all it can be. Let's get even more excited give one kiss on the cheek" Marshall said, drawing his face closer to Zee.

Zee pushed Marshall's cheek. "No!"

"Yes... Not being excited...." The lethargic Marshall was singing his lips.

Not long Mami Janet who had returned from the stall, stunned to see Marshall was cleaning his pancakes, let alone the one he saw was rubbing the black pot butt.

"Lohs... Poh... You clean the pot! You're also Zee, why did you let her clean this pot," said Mami Janet.

Zee wakes up from her squat. "What should be wrong is not me, but dad. Dad told Marshall to clean this pot until it's kinclong" Zee told Mami Janet.

"hey are. Marshall would come here just want to make sure I walk but I told him to clean the pot." Zee complained about his father's behavior to his mother.

"Marshall, stop it. Don't go on and leave the pancake there. You guys want to walk. Just walk away."

Mami Janet is Marshall's savior. Marshall immediately washed his hands and immediately stood up.

"Thank you, Auntie. That's why Zee and I want to go first" said Marshall.

"Yes, be careful on the road" said Mami Janet.

"Yes, Aunt. Let's go Zee, let's go" Marshall said.

Zee and Marshall immediately left the kitchen and when they were about to step out of the house, it turns out that Haris' father was sitting on the terrace while feeding his beloved bird.

"Eh, who told you to go" said Haris' father, who saw Marshall leaving the house, holding Zee's hand.

Suddenly, Marshall stopped because he heard the words of Haris' father.

"Mother! You two are gone" said Mami Janet.

"Yes Auntie" replied Marshall.

Marshall and Zee immediately set off and left according to his plan. Haris's father glanced at Mami Janet, for letting Zee go with Marshall.

"Why did you let him go" said Haris' father.

"It would be wrong if I let Zee go with Marshall ! Hmm...." Said Mami Janet.

"Yes ... Not wrong, but we as Zee's parents, must be vigilant. Who knows if the child is just a prank doang," replied Haris' father who still did not want if the child was just in play.

"Which way? If Marshall's just a prank, I've been kicking that kid since they were dating. Never mind... We have to think positively and I believe Marshall is not rich!"

"Loh! How am I supposed to be?" Haris' father was astonished.

"Eat him! If you don't want to be blamed. Let our child love him. Now it's my turn to wash that pot until it's kinclong." Tell the first lady and what she has asked cannot be disturbed.

"Yes... I'm the one who got hit again" complained Haris' father who immediately dropped his body on the chair.

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Hi, loyal readers of this story. Othor apologized yes, already a few days, othor did not update because the othor has been sick for almost a week. Maybe othor can not update regularly and pray othor yes. Thank you 🙏🙏