The Marine Heart Pier
EIRENE FORTRESS
If they think Eirene is a future daughter-in-law of dur haka then they are wrong, she is just defending her pride that is being dropped by the future mother-in-law, he said, he does not want to go home with the pride that has fallen after his death from here.
She is not the type of girls who usually mewek and resigned abis was run away just because they have a candidate-in-law who is a little judes, a little wild, and a little ignorant.
One mouthful went into Eirene's mouth. At first he hesitated to devour this food, Salwa could have put cyanide, or rat poison in it, or maybe a penca har. Because honestly, Salwa now looks like the cruel mothers-in-law in the telenovela drama. The one who feared his wealth was ransacked by poor daughter-in-law. He was undaunted, at most if k.o Salwa went to prison, worth it!
Salwa smiled to see him devour a spoonful of the seeds of his revenge. He then scoops his own rice vigorously, if thought-out-evil indeed! But for some reason, it felt like her mother's wild soul felt challenged by an Eirene. He's a tough rival.
"Emh! Nice, nice auntie cooking vows! Can you add it, right?" honey that likes spicy food.
"Can! May please!" salwa replied, but the gaze of the mother of 3 children was not separated from Eirene.
"Eyi," Rayyan called out to him to make sure that Eirene was okay. Eirene turned, "tasty!" the answer is to hold the spicy taste.
Rayyan gave a short but uncertain nod, her eyes still staring at Eirene with bitter eyes, she felt that Irene was forcing herself for Umi.
Just one mouthful of Eirene's tongue seemed to burn, her face immediately reddened, her sweat splattered. He was not used to the spicy taste, not because spoiled again not because he was spoiled.
"Eyi," honey until swallowing saliva is difficult and thrusting his water, because it belongs to Eirene who has run out. The girl fleshed her face.
"Medicum? Time anyway, even though umi did not make this very painful, just entered the cabin a quarter-" Umi Salwa admitted, Zaky shook his head by the outrageous behavior of his wife, this was outrageous, Salwa will be like this if she rebels and does not like it.
"Dek" he rebuked Salwa seriously, making his wife bow.
Rayyan had even forbidden Eirene to continue eating. "Udah stop Eyi, later your stomach hurts," he held Eirene's hand and shifted the girl's plate, replaced it with a new plate, he filled it with rice and side dishes that were not spicy.
"Eat this one" Rayyan asked.
"Mubadzir Ray," replied Eirene.
"Let me finish your food," he replied. Actually Rayyan is not flocking, but somehow this gentle action makes him blush and soar.
"D-yes."
"Sorry Eirene if you're not used to our taste, it's okay, don't keep eating it" said Abi Zaky.
"Nih drink say-" Honey re-suggests the drink.
Eirene smiled fluffy even though her stomach was struggling with fire as well as her tongue, she thought after this she had to go to the fire department to spray her mouth with water cannon, his tongue and mouth smell charred!
"See, madame!" Eirene laughed without a sound. While Salwa was upset, she did not give up easily, choosing to fight and sacrifice for what she wanted and to keep, she looked like-----
Salwa stared at the rumushh model nanar in her branch,---Young saltpeter!
"Assynnya!" The youngest finally came, he was surprised by the presence of the idol. The qibla of the ciwis, "Sister Eirene?!!! Aaaaay!" he immediately rushed to hug Eirene Lovely without warning making Eirene surprised.
"Dek Ra, what the hell is that kid?!" rayyan's circus tugged at his sister's arm.
"What the hell is a playboy!" zahra's reply made Eirene round her eyes.
The derrr!
Though he had deliberately cut the umi speech so that Eirene did not hear the word haram, but he forgot if the bucket's mouth is more dangerous.
"Zahra," said Salwa and Zaky, Zahra scowled and let go of his embrace, "sorry brother. Reflex!" grin wide.
"Well, that's not ready for you to hug." Eirene pushed her chair back and let Zahra freely embrace her, "now it's ready to be embraced!" continued.
"Ha-ha-ha!" Zahra nodded back.
"Zahra, let the guest eat first" said Umi sewot.
"In the meantime, photos later. You can show off to your friends on campus! If Zahra's sister-in-law is a model!"
"Uhukkk!" umi choked to the point of coughing, "pedes-pedes!" now Salwa is spiciness, this is the weapon to eat sir, his name.
"Well, weapons eat sir-" whispered Zaky getting a cynical look from his wife.
"This is Ray's brother?! Oh Allahhhh beautiful! Make it the next Eirene lovely!" honey said.
"Huh? The mob?! Yee!"
"Call me! Redi Barbie if you want to be the next top model!" he said he winked at Zahra, making Zahra laugh.
"Engga! Can't!" umi concluded quickly.
"Umi what the hell?!"
"Sono to the bathroom first! Abis from the outside, maen sosor!" said Rayyan fiercely, Zahra who just met first can directly nyosor and hug. He himself whose status is the candidate of Eirene and has met many times so kepengen as well.
"Girl the playboy! Where the debt is yesterday, the old debt is very paid!" hiss Zahra is now sitting next to Umi.
Eirene gave her lips to hear Zahra's confession, while Rayyan herself was already like a boiled crab, shamefully reaching to the bone.
"Open card. Keep unloading all! I changed it 3 times, if it's salary!" in return, it is common between those who have debt and those who are owed like to be more fierce who have debt.
"Soat first deck, just ate!" salwa told Zahra, the girl nodded according to, "yes!"
"So, I'll go on again!" zahra said, the girl leaned her face. "Don't go home before the Umi is gone!" then he chuckled and disappeared behind the wall into his room.
Of course, the youngest can hear everything.
"Zahrah!" umi Salwa glared, because she had already felt that here people were siding with Eirene. Rayyan laughed, the youngest is always a stove, anywhere and anytime, just like her - but the position of the problem that is happening now is the problem.
"Oh yes, who just Zahra-youngest brother Rayyan," Salwa again said.
"He's a nursing major. Ah, I just got a whim! What was your last education?" ask Salwa.
"Yes?" Eirene parrotted, she had just refocused after finishing her meal and crossed the fork as well as the spoon on the plate.
"I'm home schooling" Eirene smiled triumphantly after successfully completing a dining challenge that felt like she was completing a takehi fortress challenge, full of struggle, drama and tears.
"Oh," his smile seemed to be mocking and condescending.
Now they are back on the couch, with Zahra dominating the chat with Eirene and honey, occasionally taking selfies with the idol.
"Sir Eyi very top when the next top model event is, I swear! Youngest jury there where the most beautiful again, how could it be anyway?!" praise Zahra to make your ears feel thick and hot.
"Can dong, can his manager be honey--" replied honey joking.
"It's not an easy struggle, Ra, but if you think it's good-Eyi thinks it's better to study on campus, rich said umi madame earlier--" eirene's gaze now fell on her future mother-in-law who had been staring with envy since Zahra the youngest was so sticky with Eirene, not according to her plan.
"Umi you really, just study on campus, be what you want - be a nurse for example according to your prodimu, be it, educated and highly educated people are not looking for money by bouncing on the catwalk relying on curves and faces just to buy a life, because forever they will still be considered bo doh without education," clearly pierced into Salwa's eyes, so that made Eirene's chest suddenly tight, as well as Honey. The gurgling man clasped Eirene's hand giving her strength.
"Thanks," murmured Eirene.
"You're welcome baby,"
"When are you guys meriting?" the question escaped from Zahra's mouth.
"Wait for the blessing of the earth and the sky!" rayyan replied chuckling at Umi and abi.
"Kalo abi--" he glanced at the sharp-eyed Salwa, he paused his speech.
"No matter what fortress you build. It will not be strong enough if it is only a pride and ego," Zaky told Salwa with softened eyes to resuscitate his wife. Salwa does not hate Eirene, but she does not like her profession.
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