Si Culun Suddenly Became President's Wife
wedding 3

“Thank you.” Compact Nara and Chelsea said when finished chanting a flagship song they, which successfully made the atmosphere become lively like a dangdutan party.

“Again ... More ... Again,” the boisterous sound of the applause of the invited guests is getting jarring.

Three friends then came off the stage. They sat side by side in the guest chair.

“Kan so rame,” said Vino rubbed sweat that splashed with tissue.

“Ag I cape once,” complained Chelsea, leaning comfortably on the back of the chair. His breath sounded breathless.

“The ways of the rich, many are nywer.” This glasses girl even counted the saweran money in her hand.

"Lumayan buy boba,” said Nara with a smile expanded.

Chelsea straightened her body began to count also the money sawernya in his hands.

“Vin, you're fuckin', I told you to slip in my throat, even in the kepretin,” protest Sea pursed his lips on this man.

Vino rolled his lazy eye. “What matters is that the sawer is good, not a sly,” replied Vino.

“Yes do not get caught also times, rich shamans aja,” grumbled Chelsea.

“Important so ramekan.”

“Iya,” said Nara is still counting the money sheet in her hands.

“Ntar if I marry you, we have to be like this too, let the party rame. We dangdutan,” said Chelsea. “We sing this song again yes Ra,” he added embracing Nara's shoulder.

"okkey. But, I no longer want to sing that widow part. Your turn, I am the virgin child,” exclaimed Nara acting coquettish.

“Yes has Ra, right I married his widow part,” protest Chelsea.

“Me time again,” sungutut.

“Ya alright. I'll sing it.”

Chelsea's beautiful eye manic leads to Vino.

“Vin beware if I get married, saweranmu dimeh gini. Many more loh,” threatened Chelsea.

“You are calm at your wedding will be special, I prepared a wad, we dangdutan until morning" said Vino.

“Good. Promise yes, if I marry later we have to be like this,” press Chelsea.

“Iya.” Nara and Vino.

The three friends are back to enjoying the party.

The wedding night is over.

Nara and Chelsea on the way home because they are very tired Chelsea chose to take Nara hitchhiking in the Milan car.

"I'm very tired, my body feels all pain,” oceh Chelsea leaned her body on the back of the car seat.

“I mostly drill, my waist feels like it's going to break,” complained Nara no less tired.

“Who told to make a scene at people's parties, sway like a biduan,” sis Milan.

“But exciting brother,” reply Chelsea.

Milan poked his lips.

After driving through the silence of the night, they finally reached the Kalingga residence.

The engine stopped. Milan took a deep breath seeing Nara and Chelsea had fallen asleep.

“Hey, wake up already,” exclaim Milan.

Chelsea who still had a little awareness, opened my eyelids.

“It's arrived yes brother.” Chelsea looked out the window, then got out of the car with a shaky step.

“Hey, the geeky is still in the car,” call Milan.

“So I'm very sleepy. Brother alone woke him up,” Chelsea passed away, at this time he just wanted to lie on his soft bed.

“Sea ... Sea!”

Milan gave a rough sigh when his call was not answered.

Milan's outstretched hand will wake Nara up. But when he looked at that stern face, he became heartless.

Geez the geeky is just troublesome. Although with grumbling Milan carrying a tiny body Nara ala bridel entered the house. Nara squirms feeling uncomfortable.

“Please dong bang, dowry rose a little, I am a widow but I am still sealed.” Nara with her eyelids closed.

Oh it turns out that the widow's song that he sings carried over to dreamland. And soon he will hold that status.

Milan smiled cutely at Nara's delirious chattering.

“Dumb shit, you're a bargained item. Even want to be in the nego again,” kekeh Milan while looking at Nara's face.

Milan's move had arrived in the room. Slowly lowering Nara's body on Nara's sofa bed.

Nara squirmed slowly looking for the most comfortable position as Milan laid him on the sofa.

“Fall the market with me. I swear bang, I'm the widow of flowers,” pestering the widow-to-be sounds sad.

Milan stared at Nara's shady face.

“Double. We haven't parted yet, you've called yourself a widow.” Milan nodded harshly.

Milan's two hands then cupped Nara's face.

“You are a very precious woman. And I am the most stupid man if I let go of a woman as good as you,” said Milan softly with a smile on his back from his lips then unconsciously turned to land his lips on Nara's forehead, peeking at Nara's old forehead, flow a strange rumble that these few days crept within him. A comfortable feeling, the heart of Milan again felt a tickling pulsation in the depths of his heart.