The Married With Teacher
Don't Tell Me You're Pregnant?

BTW is sorry if I don't. I'm just typing up without editing first. If there is an error, write it in the comment field. Let me do it later if I revise it.

Happy reading ...

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I swear by anything. Currently Ghea is only able to blink her eyes strangely in front of the face of Mr. Gery. With his chest that rippled violently. Also, his fingers are firmly gripped fringe of the shirt of Mr. Gery whose tip is inserted into his formal black pants.

"I don't need to give you any more excuses, why would I want to quickly justify you, Ghea?" Tell him as the thick, red lips release a kiss from Ghea's lips.

Ghea was still flinching. It's like a real dream. And surely Ghea did not want to wake up from this dream as quickly as she thought.

"Tonight we will get married. Papa and Adi have taken care of everything," he said again who is still considered a guyonan by Ghea.

"Om Jordan and Aunt Sora have also agreed."

Okay. Stopit!

Until this Ghea realized. Realize when the name of Mama and her father called Mr. Gery. "agreed?" ask her with a forehead that folds deep.

A few hours ago when the break bell rang. Mr. Gery called Ghea into his room on the grounds of Ghea's incompatible value.

The girl obeyed him. Struggling behind Mr. Gery's back.

"Yes. Everyone agrees." Mr. Gery led Ghea to sit on the long sofa in the room.

Again Ghea was only able to blink. Trying to digest all the sentences that came out of Mr. Gery's mouth.

"But, Sir. Why the hell, anyway?" Ghea tried asking. His brain can begin to digest.

"Mas. Second point!" Not answering Ghea's question. Mr. Gery instead switched the conversation. Kontan alone made Ghea roll her eyeballs.

He is not unhappy to be married to Mr. Gery - the man Ghea wanted from the beginning. But this sudden marriage made Ghea unable to think sanely. He began to speculate with all his thoughts.

Mr. Gery can't be honest if he marries Ghea suddenly like this out of jealousy.

It's not cool, if Mr. Gery says it like that. It was Ghea and everyone in the house. Especially later Adi. Huh, that guy. If you remember it makes Mr. Gery want to just raise his fist.

Adi is a very dangerous creature.

Danger, because he likes to tease Mr. Gery.

"But-"

"You just follow. Don't mind much, much less!" And the sound came back to its origin. Flat.

Ck. I just felt like I was flying into the clouds because of that gentle kiss. I kept being led to sit. The tiger is back again. Ghea muttered in annoyance

"Everything is ready. Only ijab qobul aja," he said again in a flat voice.

"But, Sir." Ghea hurriedly corrected her call as Mr. Gery's eyes drifted sharply towards her. "Mas, I don't want to, ah. The deal was also done when I graduated. After all, the time is only ijab qobul doang. Is there a party or reception? Geez, it's not cool if the marriage is rich. Me, tuh, he wants that fancy. Marriage for life once." Ghea at length. "That's also the length of his soul mate" he said again. His face turned when he said that. Didn't want to see Mr. Gery's eyes that were like they were going to pounce on him.

"On easy reception. Can be arranged. What matters now is ijab qobul first."

Ghea pursed her lips. It turned out that besides being flat, this guy in front of him was very stubborn and did not want to give up. I don't understand the same oath of thought. This is when Aunt Dian became pregnant with Mr. Gery. What's he craving, huh? The acid cravings, yes. So his face went sour.

"But why, anyway? The reason, tuh, what?" Ghea asked again. This time he looked at those gray eyes fixedly.

"Why do you keep asking, anyway? Just trying to find out what is so hard? Hem?"

Bends face. The human wall. Obstinately. Heart stone. Cow heart. Bummer.

Of course Ghea was only able to grumble in her heart. How dare he curse Mr. Gery with those harsh words.

**

Somewhere else.

Papa Dika and Adi are being pissed off by Mr. Gery.

Sure oes. His desire to marry Ghea tonight makes Papa Dika and Adi have to work hard to take care of all kinds of love letters from Pak RT and then headed to KUA.

While Mama Dian and Mama Sora are busy taking care of the kebaya that Ghea will wear. Do not forget the wedding clothes for the groom-to-be. Mr. Gery.

It's not just that. Papa Jorda was also busy contacting his relatives.

And fortunately there are also beautiful who help this sudden wedding event.

Besides helping to contact her relatives Papa Dika and Mama Dian. Beautiful also helps decorate Mr. Gery's house.

Apparently oh it turns out, the ijab qobul event was not at the residence of Papa Dika or Papa Jordan. Except Mr. Gery's own house.

"Your son, Pa, from the beginning if he already wants, that second must also be obeyed by the rich pajan siomay only." Grunts Mama Dian while choosing a kebaya for the prospective daughter-in-law with Mama Sora in the living room.

"La. Eleven twelve are with you, Ma" replied Papa Dika. He just came from taking care of the letters to KUA. "Bi, make me bitter coffee." Tell him on ART house.

"Kok Papa even said Mama, anyway?" grunts Mama Dian doesn't like. Obviously, the same is the case with the husband himself in front of the prospective besan. Be coy.

"nothing. But that's the fact, Ma." Papa Dika won't lose.

"But-"

"Okay, Tan, Om. Stop, yeah! It's hot outside. Don't make it hot in here anymore. Can burn this room for a long time." It was Adi who broke up. If left unchecked will definitely not run until two days and two nights. Kan Mama Dian with Papa Dika if fighting a fight like that. Don't know the time.

Papa Dika sighed. He's massaging the base of his nose. Then sip his coffee which was served by Bi Nani. ART home.

"Where's Mr Dika, is everything in order?" ask Papa Jordan. He had just come from behind to contact his relatives.

"Mas Jordan's. Soon we will be better. It's not good if our greeting doesn't change. Yes, Miss Sora?"

Then Papa Jordan sat down on the single sofa in the living room of Mr. Gery's house.

"Yes. Right, Mas. Not good if the call is still Father and Mother. I'm rich Mr and I'm the president" joked Mama Sora. Then everyone who was there laughed loudly. In order to eliminate the fatigue made by Mr. Gery.

Mr. Gery deliberately did not tell anyone else to take care of everything. Because he doesn't believe. There is also a security reason for Ghea himself. So Mr. Gery left everything to Papa Dika and Adi alone. Ghea's parents, of course.

"There's this Gery, Om." Beautiful to chim. After he finished decorating the bridal room - the room that would be the place to stay for Ghea and Pak Gery. "Udah kebellet times, yes. Not resistant to the power already want to play dipping," beautiful ledek that makes the living room again noisy with the sound of rippling from everyone.

"Udah can't bear to play bursts he mah, Beautiful." Whose voice was the most disgusting if not Adi.

"Then, when are you equally beautiful to play the bursts, Di?"

Okay. Adi skatmat's.

The guy can no longer answer. He scratched his nape while his lips were stiff.

Different from Adi. It was beautiful to ask the same question to the guy. "Yes. Di, when did you stop me? If it is halal can be as much as playing around." Candy with ticklish riddles.

"What are you impatient for, In?" adi asked as she approached the beautiful girl with the oriental face.

"Nor. I am ordinary. You're the impatient one?"

"Honest. I am, anyway, yes."

Then the sound sounded again.

From noon to morning they were kept busy by the king. Papa Dika moreover, his face was already like a tangled thread. Dingy.

**

"Lo why, Ghe? Tumben very face bent mulu. It's rich in tomcat rats." Reza Canda. He was astonished to see Ghea approaching him in the cafeteria.

Little by little Reza was able to let go of her feelings. It turns out that he only realized that friendship with Ghea is more beautiful than the dream of being his girlfriend. Reza's heart and feelings also felt plong after expressing his feelings. The weight felt off his shoulders.

"Gue wants to be married."

"What?"

Fortunately, Reza was sitting alone at the moment.

Not even his surprise was gone. Ghea was back to speaking. "Tonight."

"Don't be crazy, Ghe!" Reza's reflexes stood up as he kicked down the cafeteria table. Until some people who were enjoying their lunch turned to the table Reza and Ghea.

"Sorry, Whe. I mean, it's not that." Reza immediately explained as Ghea's eyes flashed her banging gaze.

Ghea thought, Reza reacted like that because she still could not let go. But that's not what Reza meant. He was just surprised.

That's vivid. Who would not be surprised by Ghea's statement. Anyone who hears will be surprised, right?

"Lo this again seriously what a joke, anyway?" Reza asked to be more sure.

"My five rius, Za. If you don't believe it either. Serebu rius is me. Sure," said Ghea nodding her head. Looked at his friend in the afterlife.

Perched suspiciously while bringing his face closer to Ghea's ears. Reza said, "don't you get pregnant with Mr. Gery's son, Ghe?"

"Campret, shit .. lo, Za."

TB

Ready to make part 40. This one was ramein. Let me be the spirit of ticking even though it is busy too. But da I'm airing tea man friend. Jan forgot the point. Let part 40 live here uncensored. hahaha