
Rayyan felt something heavy instantly fall down and plunge on her back. Apparently his gesrek wife did this.
A grekkk!
"Yeah!" Rayyan screeched as Eyi's neat teeth bit her shoulder, although it did not hurt as much because it was protected by her striped clothes which were quite stiff and thick compared to other fabrics.
"Sir, you're nothing!" rayyan shouted to try to release Eirene, but the woman tightened the link of her hand on Rayyan's neck.
"You don't want to let go of your brother!" he said he wanted to bite Rayyan's ear.
"Dek-astagfirellah! Brother's strangled deck. What are you possessed?!"
"Jin atm!" the answer.
Eirene was on Rayyan's back like a tenyom child again being carried. It wasn't hard for Rayyan to slam the opponent, but it was his wife. So what Rayyan did was walk up to the room and turn Eirene's body onto the bed.
Wusshhh, bluggh!
Not only did Eirene fall, but Rayyan did. Rayyan slipped because she stepped on the pillow and bolsters scattered earlier.
"Awwww!" both complaining. If Umi Salwa to know, then he must have hired both of them, what the husband and wife, rusuh seliiii! It's like a free-wrestling rival. It was fortunate that Rayyan's position was under Eirene, so the woman was still in the protection of her husband's firm body. But unfortunately Rayyan's fate was right, coming home instead of being able to caress was even invited to a midnight wrestling by Eirene.
"Sir, stand! It's the body brother to the tin dih you, where jatoh hit the floor again!"
Eirene got up, and complained a little as well because she fell down.
The rich manyun's lips beak sowang occasionally snatched Rayyan in order to resolve the already mountainous annoyance. Rayyan got up from her face down position and sat down in front of Eirene.
"You're evil!" hit Eirene on her chest. Come-coming treated with punches, bites and the crucifixion of a beautiful wife to plunge freely kiss the floor.
Rayyan frowned, "what's wrong?"
"You know what, from noon till noon Eyi rich stepson in soap opera, terdzolimi!" sting glared.
"Look at this!" he showed both his palms flushed.
"Now!" and then the arms and the back of his hands were turned into brownish patches.
"This same!" then his feet were covered in plaster.
"Why is God?" rayyan asked with a hold.
"Burning wounds?" guess it's not wrong.
"You must block atm Eyi, without missing food!" he sat on the mattress let the condition of the house that was like a broken ship.
"Don't just block your atm, but not with our kitchen atm, brother also live cash, right at the table this morning? You know you can't cook. There's no way brother's brother's wife's starving brother, you can pesen online,"
"Abis money!" eirene replied briefly. Just shake Rayyan to screech and raise her eyebrows, "out?! It's a pretty deck, it's our food ration for a month!"
This time replace the surprised Eirene, "huh?! Really, rations a month only 3 lines of life that? That's just for one meal and nyemil same watch bang!" the debating.
"Allahuakbar," he complained inwardly. This is where his patience and perseverance guide the wife tested, apparently the household is not enough just to provide, sweet pledge clearance, as he usually did to his former daughters first, he said, or a handsome face that is beautiful, the words love you like a teenager who is again kasmaran become the number to so after they start a household hick. Here not only Eirene who studied but also Rayyan.
"Dek dear, dangerin brother. Since you have made a promise before God, your brother is your priest, the head of the family. No matter how much you earn, it is your job to manage the money until you get your salary back from the state. And so on. You are capable of more than that, but wouldn't it be very wise if the business of living became the responsibility of your brother? You have to start learning to save money, because your husband is just a soldier," Rayyan grabbed Eirene's hand and blew on her dear.
He went out of the room, closed and locked the door of the house that had not been closed and then took the P3K box, he said,
"It's a burn ointment" the big, muscular hand rubbed the ointment on each location of the burn that Eyi could gently.
"What did you cook?" ask Rayyan.
"Fry the egg" said Eyi.
"Where was your first experience cooking eggs?" rayyan asked, Eirene rolled her eyeballs-don't ask again! Even ants on ngetawain until pee. I'd say there's sweetness, boro-boro!
"Yes gini--hot! Because of the splash of oil continues to hold the pan's ears, the oil is boiling because of the late Eyi mantengin big fire. It hurts! Tired, the eggs until jatoh continues to break on the stove table because the Eyi mecahinnya tightness. The plate broke when Eyi washed the dish off because it was mostly soapy!" clearly complaining, Rayyan smiled and gave a final touch to kiss Eirene's forehead. Eirene does often make mistakes because of her ignorance but she is a woman who quickly realizes her mistake.
"Ck," Eirene clucked as there was always a mode behind Rayyan's wise speech.
"You smell the deck, have a shower?" ask Rayyan.
"Every day is also fragrant Eyi," he replied arrogantly. Rayyan laughed, this is her Eirene who is too confident, beautiful artist and boss free! Want to be arrogant nagging Namrud also no problem.
"Oh yes Heyi new inget bang. I'll have my bathtub tomorrow! Because the water Eyi pake berendem. Foam bath!" he said without sin. Rayyan really had to work hard, back and forth treated to a mounting work by Eirene.
"Yes greetings!" he said and breathed his tired breath, but soon he grinned.
"You've soaked in foam, scented dong huh?" she asked, the woman began to smell the scents of ee' cats on Rayyan's face. He raised his eyebrows full of suspicious looks.
"Why?"
"May a little kiss, a little bit of dracula-rich isep?" Rayyan raised her eyebrows, drowsiness and fatigue had just disappeared when she saw her beautiful wife.
"That's tonight! Eyi cape vows. Where was the way far from the gate to the house, it was so off the shoes because wearing heels make the feet feel burning, the same pain sprains!" he lamented, I hope Rayyan is pitying.
"Let your brothers flinch," he said.
Eirene shifted her seat slightly backwards. Unwilling to budge, Rayyan advanced towards Eirene.
"Nega need to bang. You just need a rest!" reject mature. But Rayyan did not run out of sense to achieve his wish.
"Dec, it's a cockroach!" yang Rayyan scares. In his mind, Rayyan's expectation was that Eyi would jump into his arms, or at least come closer and sit on his lap, then Rayyan would be prepared to welcome him. But the truth is beyond reason.
Eirene was indeed shocked and twisted but all she did was stick a hand right on Rayyan's face, making the burn ointment land smooth on Rayyan's handsome face.
"Eirene Larasatiiii!" screams night.
Early in the morning Rayyan was preoccupied with her homework draining the bathtub, while Eirene. After success with his first fry, Rayyan asked Eirene to get used to frying eggs to get used to, yes-minimal every morning Rayyan will be decorated with eggs ceplok made by Eyi. Said the man's own wife-made food is delicious again rich eating in a 5-star hotel.
"Dec, just use the flavoring! Garem doang is less savory!" rayyan said from the bathroom.
"Yes for a minute!"
Eirene stepped towards the kitchen with her war supplies.
"I'm ready!!!" jumawa.
Rayyan tilted her head out of the bathroom, so surprised she saw Eirene laugh at once.
"O Allah, the ghost of Salwa! Ha-ha-ha!" her laughter saw Eirene wrapped in her striped poncho suit.
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