The Barbarians
Chapter 154's

"Waaddduhh, what the hell is this?! Must be married not really fit?" The awakened Asya immediately took off her embrace and moved away from Arsen.

"Harabouji... About Aska... Om Zean's... Om Zai.." - Arsen panicked a little. Aska laughed at Arsen's expression. "How about we get married tonight, Ka?" ask Zean tease.

"By tuh, bang. Rather than getting more and more right," replied Aska. Arsen and Asya were silent not knowing what to say.

"Haha! The yesterday-yesterday nagging even the shoots of his face heard to be married suddenly," ledek Zai.

"Yes, how not to panic, mom. Suddenly come straight for marriage." They laughed at Arsen's reply. "So you want to get married really not night?"

"CONGKAAAAAA. The astaghfirullah. Asya has not healed, said daddy wait to heal."

"Ohh, Asya hasn't healed yet huh? Dady bought a CRF showroom. Is it sold again?" Asya auto grin, "No need. Asya has healed this, let's go to the showroom."

"If you've been talking about CRF being cured, huh, Asyaa?" Asya grinned, "But Asya is completely healed, haraboji."

"Nahh is healed. Can you marry me later?" Asya again laid her body on the bed, "Asya is still sick, ongkell." They laughed together looking at Asya's expression.

While the others were joking, Arsen even looked a bit awkward because he was sniffed in a friendly embrace earlier. Zean realized that, he approached and patted Arsen's shoulder slowly. "It's easy, Arsen, we were young too."

"Thinking of her cake. Afraid to get married tonight?" Arsen. "Not to think about it, Sen. Not really that."

"It just so happens to be a gapapa, om, hehehe."

"Nga! Btw haraboji same old how come? Must be lazy to come because it is not dear Asya anymore," said Asya change the topic.

"No. Did you forget, huh? Your ongkel is the busiest person in the universe. His wife was also called sanking busy," sahut haraboji. "Means haraboji is also a dongg?"

"Oh yes no. Haraboji now just wait for transfer from the same son of a ghost. So at home the donkey keeps the same halmoni you."

"Astaghfirullah!! Remember age, paaaaa!" Haraboji laughed. "Tomorrow Arsen do not kayak Zai with Zean yes, his wife's time is often very live, taken too."

Arsen. "Please, haraboji. Where can Arsen wine girl as beautiful as Asyaa," replied Arsen trying to relax. "Mantapp by mantapp. When to get married?"

"Ni napaaa on ngebett really sichhh? Kan yang mo married," kara Asya greget. "We're going to eat rendang."

"Ck ckb. Buy, onkelll, buyi. Don't cake the hard guys!"

"Haha!! Steady son!!" Aska and Asya were chirping with laughter. "The father of the child is the same."

"That's it. Back to the topic, this time we are serious. Arsenic same Asya still want to marry again or want to be accelerated?" ask haraboji. Asya and Arsen looked at each other.

"The arts want to accelerate anyway, haraboji. Don't know if Asya wants to," All eyes turned to look at Asya.

"If Ashaa... It's up to daddy when."

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Asya was out of the hospital. His condition has also improved from before. Asya has been able to post as usual.

After a meeting that discussed marriage at that time, they agreed to accelerate. Next week, they both got married.

And this morning, Asya was about to go with Arsen to pick up the dress and the ring that had been ordered yesterday. "Where does a married person want to live? Daddy's house, mine, or make a new house?" tanya Arsen opened the topic.

"Our marriage abbot is not direct?"

"You mean?" Arsen confusion.

"That's. Time not understand? Not directly ituu kann, ituuuu."

"That's what it means, baby? Speak clearly try, I'm confused if you code that," said Arsen while occasionally staring at Asya.

"Huh. nganu. No, no, right?"

"Nganu-nganu ki opo meneh? You mean make babyy?" Asya flicked her finger, "That's what I mean."

"Leave said so ae hard, which. I don't know for sure if you want to directly, because yes you can just akaa I'll just continue to drag you around...."

Asya stared at Arsen flatly, "Their grandfather I just realized that you are a mess. Before the wedding, how were you possessed?"

Arsen. "Should be proud lhoh you, means I'm normal, still like nga—"

"Coughpp. No need to lanjottkan!"

Arsen chuckled seeing Asya's cheeks flushed red. "Not directly. Anyway I married you also not to satisfy the lust doang, dear. If you don't agree, you won't play. Why ask that?"

"We could not live in an apartment. Better, not too big, we can also be alone without a maid rental."

"Yes, do you do the homework?" Asya nodded casually with a smile. "Where would you put my face if you were doing homework?"

"Well, why? I can tell you too."

"Not a problem can or won't be, baby. From the past, from you small you also do not work itself. Marriage time together I even you who work. You'll be my wife, not a maid."

"Ihh yes tapan if pakee art will not be exciting. I'm masi mo bothan just as you knowu. I want you to do my own cooking, kea mommy who is always masakin daddy," Asya said while manyuning.

"Yet you allowed us without a maid. How is it that it turns ginii?!"

"I know what you want. Yes, I allowed us to work together, but I changed my mind. Because if you think about it, how will the family reaction if you know you are cleaning the house? Can be slit in my throat."

"This is it if not. We keep the maid, but the maid doesn't stay home. His duties are sacred, ironing, and others except cooking. Deal?"

Asya was silent and thought. "Bolee tooaa sii, in the apartment right? That cooks me, right?"

"Yes, sweetheart. We live in the apartment, and the cooked one is also yours. Agreed?" Asya nodded enthusiastically and smiled happily.

"If you want that, it means we have to look for young art. More agile. If the old kasian ntar if told roundabout."

"Reason. Say ajaa mo find the young, the sexy so that you can wash your eyes!" Arsen laughed while pinching Asya's cheek. "You can't think positively about your future husband, hm?"

"Had aja logic, why am I a sexy woman to wash your eyes if you only exist? Trust me, baby, the sexy one loses the same complete package of your cake."

"The full package means?"

"You're sexy, pretty, pinter, good attitude, good account too, everything's good. Is the complete package called? You cannot be compared to anyone, because you are the most perfect in my eyes. Slbew!"

Salting asya! "What the hell are you."

"Hulahh. Sok-sokan said what the hell, but again salting heavy until mo kayang." Asya looked at Arsen irritatedly, as she wanted to protest Arsen to quickly kiss her lips.

"Nobody can replace you in my heart. So stop thinking that I'm going to turn away, because that's never going to happen until a deer gives birth to a lizard."

"Well, the car stopped. Let's get down!" Asya got out of the car and went first to the gold shop. Arsen followed him while smiling at Asya who was again salting.

Here they only take the ring, because it was previously ordered online on mobile. This gold shop is an Asya big family subscription shop, so it can be easier in every way.

After picking up the ring, they returned to the car. This time it was to the store. Along the way Asya thought about many things, including how to cook so that Arsen like eating at home.

"Think what?" tanya Arsen resuscitated Asya. Asya looked at it. "Think how to be a good wife to a man as good as you."

"So, you got the answer?" Asya shook her head while grinning.

"I saranin, do whatever you want without being forced, baby. I'm happy in you, so you have to be happy so I can be happy too. For you information, you are super duper for me."

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Tonight Arsen will eat with Asya's extended family. Dinner this time more leads to a closed party event because the show is non-formal.

"Don't be shy papa huh, Arsen!" papa tegur. Arsen was not alone there, he was told to bring his family too.

"Now is that possible? Arsen should have said that to papa," replied Arsen sneered. Papa Arsen laughed a glance. His hand pulled Arsen's shoulder to turn around.

"Wahhh, the handsome son of papa already wants to be the husband of yaa," said his father while tidying up the shirt worn by Arsen.

"Son, remember papa's message. Never repeat what you did first. Never gamble, mabok-mokan or play women, papa don't want you to menggerasain the same thing as you feel."

Arsen smiled. "Please, bro. Your handsome son isn't that stupid."

"good. You pinter, same as your mama."

"Oh yes obviously. Papa Arsen used to choose his wife, but because of stupid for a moment that's what it is. Good thing now I'm looking for a new wife."

Papa Arsen laughed again. "Nyindir in front directly yes, brooo. It was really Andre's son."

"Father of super gaul's son. Huh-huh, let's go!" Arsen and his family went together in a car.

All set out except for Alex, he suddenly left just now because there was something that needed to be resolved as quickly as possible. He said Alex would follow on his own.

"Mother, here Syila is just like Arsen," Pinta Arsen upon arrival in the car. "Ati-ati kejedug," said Arsen's mother while passing Syila to the back seat.

Arsen accepted it with a smile. "Pretty kali adek abanggg, the same is the brother of gantenggg."

"Cock to his brother anyway. It's his papa, it's his papa who made it."

"Kata Arsen went to mom, not to papa. Papa Ihoh uglyk," ledek Arsen blatantly. His father snorted annoyedly at Arsen's reply. "If papa is ugly you are too, Sen."

"No. Mama's pretty, so Arsen's a nular from mama."

"Where is the story from pretty to handsome?" ask papa Arsen to trap. Arsen thought for a moment. "How do you go from handsome to beautiful?"

"Arsen can't give it the same papaaaa?!"

"No, no. Accept defeat, Mr. Andre."

Mother Arsen shook her head at the father-son interaction. "Ayeah, you've been to mama's grave?" ask Mother Arsen.

"Belom, mom. The plan is tomorrow with Asya," Mother Arsen and her papa berohria. No more talking. Papa Arsen was busy driving and his mother was playing on her phone.

Arsen was busy playing with Syila. "Eh, Sen, tomorrow if you are the same Asya already married, sabi dong ya papa titip Syilanya same you."

"Buset. Why is everything covered? Papa sama mama want to do emang?" Papa Arsen smiled seductively. "Udah old woi is old! I don't want to be old people. Kasian mother of Arsen," Arsen protested furiously.

Papa Arsen chuckled at hearing it. "You used to really like your entire family, now even love the same mother?" goda. Arsen smiled without answering his father's words.

"Papa's happy to see it."

A few minutes later, they arrived at Asya's harabooji house. Still carrying Syila, Arsen got out of the car. "Yoo, bun, pa."

"Ohh, papa gets scared, Sen. Later if papa misspoke, you may break the marriage."

"If you don't have to talk" Arsen grinned and went first with Syila. The Asya big family had already gathered in the vast super duper front yard.

Arsen waved his hand with a smile. Seeing Arsen coming with Syila, Asya ran over to the two. "Aaaaa Cilaaa. Songs, Cilaaa!" sapa Asya is pleased.

"Syila doang who was greeted? Her brother?"

"Males, bosen. This is Shila just like me!" Asya took Syila and returned to the other society. Arsen gawked on the spot. "Jiakhhh! Not considered."

"Whisper you, Upill!" They laughed at Arsen's response. "Where is your mother?" ask Zean. Arsen pointed to the back, "He was ashamed."

"Ngapain shy? Come in here, sir! Our balloon candidate," cried Zia. Papa and Mommy Arsen walked into the courtyard while smiling awkwardly. "Look out, sir. Consider your own family. Don't strain mehehe."

"Ahh yes, Mr. Aska."

"It's so formal for both."

"No noise, Zai. You're a little girl."

"O Allah, when was Zai. I've had kids to say tiny om-om, too" Zean stared at Zai cynically. "Om-om your nutmeg, my sugar daddy."

"Bettle! A little money a lot of your style."

"They're more cool if your nutmeg I slashed, Zai. Here let me tebass your real nutmeg."

"Capture me just slashed my head." There was a run between the two fathers. The sound of laughter becomes the sound system of the second commotion.

"Don't remember the age. Watch out for gout, Zean!" ledek Febby's. Zean auto stopped running then approached and stared at his wife's cynical. "To my room yuk?"

"JIAKHHH, MY FATHER."

"Not that, it's just proof that I'm anti-encok club."

"Goddessh! You old man."

"Gue slash is really your nutmeg?!!"

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Asya, Azril, Arsen, Zafran, Upi and Keja are in the same car. They want to go to the supermarket, buy food supplies that run out plus snacks for the younger generation.

"Devents."

Zafran cleared his throat while looking at Asya. "When did Asya get a new dedee?"

"Busat! How come suddenly amatt you nanya soannn?" ask Keja wonder. Asya grinning, "just asking. Hehe."

"If I were to be bang Zap the one would answer, 'why ask around? Wanted to? Make your own dong!' it must be that."

"Dihhh, you're a big iye ya kamprett! Fortunately, Zap is kind-hearted, will not respond with such a diabolical answer. Isn't that right, bang Zap?" Zafran cleared his throat again, his hand stroking Asya's hair.

"Lu napa hm hm-an doang, bang?"

"His toothache cake. He mostly eats meat," ledek Upi laughed. "I want to kick you, Pi!" Upi. Without feeling they arrive at the supermarket.

"Dissipate yes, both-two. Asya the same Azril, brother the same Arsen, Upi the same Keja."

"Ready respond!" They began to search for items needed.

Asya who has not been to the supermarket for a long time so maruk, he took all kinds of drinks with the amount of one each. His intention was not to be divided, but to be smuggled in his room.

"Licik really lives you yaa nyett!" cibir Azril's. Asya chuckled, "This is the name of utilizing something that can be used."

"Helehh. Out of pay, songong very lu!" Asya ruffled her waist and looked at the cynical Azril.

"Gue buy pake money ndiri can also be sluggish! Don't be a person." Azril increasingly wanted to ridicule Asya after seeing her expression. "Yes, pay dong with money."

"Okees. Finee!" After taking all the desired types of drinks, Asya again pushed his trolley alone towards the cashier. Azril did not follow because he was cool in choosing snacks for ayang.

In the middle of the trip to the cashier, Asya still had time to take another snack. Of course to be smuggled again.

"Ehm.. Alone, is it?" Asya did not want to respond. He was busy choosing between a watermelon or strawberry pocky.

"I'm on peanut here's the story?"

Asya let out a long breath. "My husband's candidate is fierce, once tonjok your life iso floated. So, shut the***** up."

The man remained there with a smile adorning his face. "A pretty good mix of languages, you're cool. You used to say you spoke German, right? Wow, how can you memorize many languages, yes? "

Asya furrowed her brows. Confused, why would this person know that? Asya shifted aside three steps, then faced the man earlier.

"Hi! Long time no see."

"Sister..."