The Samawa Till Jannah
Season 3 - Episode 71
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Anin, he had prepared dinner this time and he looked at his little friend who was still clinging to his pakde body until his budenya jealous.
It can be explained if his little friend had considered Pakde Anin as his own father even though he already had papah but he still lacked his affection.
Pakde wanted the actual motion from earlier looking at the unsheathed gaze his wife gave him, a disappointed look in sight. The first one who spoiled the child was her husband, but want how again.
It has become a habit.
Okay, actually there is a problem with the nature of the effect does not say why try. Anin was stunned, pakde could not say anything.
He also misses and feels his longing in the chest will surely be happy if he sees the child return to the homeland.
“Nak papah sama mamah how are you?”
While stroking the woman's curls, the woman is like a boy style if you say exactly the same as men.
“Lah just now papah sama mamah called, if they are going to Indonesia. But don't know when.” The reply was that without seeing the interlocutor, the woman was focused on him now, TV.
Astagfirullah, whose house this is.
Once you want to be an additional assistant, let's not add to the burden. Very nice position so yes, do not know there are hot worms. Anin stared in annoyance and wanted to throw the woman called her little friend into the bottom abyss of metamorphosis.
Weh wrong, typo very. To the mantle of the earth all swallowed up by life.
“Oh yes he said Anin denger from papah, pregnant you nin? Beh means directly so dong same your husband.” Her tone was teasing and Anin knitted her brows.
This guy is too stupid.
His body was a little distended, could-can be just conscious.
Anin just nodded, she was beside her husband. Her husband was still faithfully staring at the laptop screen in front of her, she looked at the statistical data of the company's development it felt like frenzied in the head of what else the same husband every day only saw important documents that on the map must have been a lot of piled up.
That's why it's more kasian. If the problem is kasian, he also every day duaakan no time with his wife if her husband just momorsikan work.
“Ehm, same pakde bude do not go home?” seeing this was already a bit late afternoon, instead of driving away but whose house was guarding.
Fear of getting lost again.
“Pakde will be home, bude want to be here nemenin this temen you.” Answer bude pour water from the teapot containing warm tea and brew in the glass to be given to the pakde.
Pakde agreed to agree while Anin looked in disbelief at his friend.
None other than his friend named Andini Arischa Putri, he has been a friend of Anin since childhood until the thump was now still established communication even though Andini asked through pakde and bude. After contact was interrupted for several years, finally papah Andini can find their contact.
“Ndin want to shop here?” The expression that Anin showed did not like the existence of this Andini who was secretly watching her husband. Afraid to be cheated on by his friends.
Just in case.
“Iya nin, why? Hm, you don't like me here?” ask Andini with her face pouted. Pick it up, make Anin want to scratch Andini's face.
Anin patted her husband's hand, “Yuk in the room! Not at home to me,” said Anin invites her husband to move into the room.
“Not polite, don't be! Still pack same bude.” Aksa replied, justifying his glasses and taking them off. He stretched his body, closed the screen of his laptop.
“I again males the same Andini,” her great-grandson with a wistful and Anin stuck in the hands of her husband.
Aksa sighed, “That's not it also your friend!” protest Aksa, seeing that they just stared and Andini inhaled a deep air.
“Yes I have been to the house of Pakde sama bude only if I am here troublesome,” said Andini and Anin raised the corner of his mouth half a sneer.
Bude and Pakde are coding each other, “Oke, well now we're home from fighting here. Yes already bude same pakde home yes nin, oh yes Ndin you come home pakde same bude aja yes.” Breakup Bude.
Bude and Pakde did not want if this problem was mixed with their household, they preferred the safe path only.
Bude getting ready, he put his phone in the bag and Anin just looked at the old man.
Anin just stared flat without replying or anything, in her real hot heart.
“It's all hearts bude same pakde lu templok kek glue.” Anin sneers.
“HEH sins! Can't do that, who's teaching?” Aksa advised and patted his wife on the shoulder to be patient.
He also understood that his wife was a bit less mood than the first girl to come here.
“Iya. I'll grab it, don't use it any longer.” Andini replied as she chuckled and walked away from this room.
Picking up his suitcase and backpack in the guest room, there was a little kasian taste with them but Aksa could not do anything.
Pakde and Bude laughed at the sight of her bangs like that, a little disappointed also from them but they know if this is congenital from a baby who does not want to be close to Andini. If Anin did not conceive, maybe she now forgets her husband who is beside her, it will definitely be ordered.
“Ya we have said yes, keep your bude grandson here!” bude told Anin and Anin to nod their heads.
She still curled her lips, so she stretched out her arms so that her arms could embrace her before leaving.
Surely not a few minutes of marahan, still hugging his bud without guilt and began to sob.
“Kok cried anyway! Did he say he was told to go home?” kekeh bude rubbed his shoulder's back and let go.
While the friend stared at the smile, he was happy if the pregnant woman was happy does not mean he will marry the person he had wanted all this time to swamp to Australia.
He will find that the problem, the soul mate will not go where.
Want to snatch the husband of people, yes no pantes type he is high taste, do not be surprised again anyway.
“Yuk home!” andini exclaimed, Anin let go of his embrace, he looked at the sweat and saw Andini who was embracing his uncle's arm like a father and son.
Making him envious, akh no he is here already considered as a child for pakde but if Anin exceeds his main son. Anin smiled faintly, he then greeted the hand of the pakde and budenya.
Waving hands as a sign of separation, the beginning is painful but the habit is okay that is important Andini can feel his friend this one good, helpful diligent saving.
“Propay yes! Don't be shorted too late, so be afraid his emotions explode instantly.” Tempta Aksa made Anin's face meet red, he hit and pinch her husband's arm.
“Heh I like to sniff, no yes!”
“Who knows I'll be betting material.” Kelakar Aksa tried to grab his wife's hand and was not hit, Aksa gave a slanted grin.
“I want sport, i-”
Anin sighed napa already, which Aksa confirmed stopped his talk.
“Husst does not exist. Cassian son later, kepenyet.” Kilah Anin and Aksa seemed to fade his smile, but from his body seemed to ask for more.
Okay, he now has to play ball in the bathroom if his wife can't satisfy.
Anin smiled happily, only for her trickery to avoid and Aksa silently looked at Anin.
This must be all Anin's up to.
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