The Value of Loyalty
Advantages Behind Suspicious

Under the covers, Lirna curled up to hide her entire body from her sister's attack. Waving his hands a few times to protect himself.

Linggad kissed her blindly.

Both of Rindi's parents had just left Lirna's treatment room. His intention was just to visit the woman who gave birth yesterday, and ended up in a serious conversation with Linggar's parents.

Until the final decision was taken, advancing the marriage of the two people who are drunk with love.

Forty-five days from yesterday's wedding will be held.

Bundapu admitted, like their views are almost the same, seeing Linggar which actually looks always attached to Rindi.

Right, fear DP first.

Linggar carried out his euphoria alone. The desire to embrace someone, anyone who wants to share their happiness with them.

"Yet, ah." Pulling Linggar's shoulder away from his wife Reza acts as a savior. Angry at the sight of the man constantly bothering his wife.

But unfortunately, now he is the one who actually got an attack from Linggar.

The linggar, still shaking his lips, moved closer and was about to kiss Reza.

Makes the glasses guy shudder in horror himself.

" Crazy fool." The bait Resa let out while continuing to move away from Linggar.

"Tuhhhh." Lirna also defended her husband, her face that had been upset had not changed.

"Aaaahhhh mother." The crowbar stretches his hands while walking closer to the Mother who just entered the treatment room.

"Thank you!" Speak right when Mother enters in her arms.swing the body to the left and right side rhythmically.

" Thank you! Thank you!" Saying repeatedly. Happy as unstoppable.

The request that several times with a dream but not dubris is now granted only because Rindi mabok after them some extreme rides.

Know this for a long time he invited Rindi on vacation to the theme party.

"Hungry." Lirrna whines at her husband. Ignoring Linggar who has got the right place to celebrate his pleasure.

"Want to eat now?" Reza was affectionate towards the woman who had given him those two Hearts. Start approaching with a tray in hand.

Lirna nodded while smiling spoiledly at her husband. Happiness that is more complete with the addition of new members in their family, making the husband more loving to him.

"I was the one who bribed." Linggar approached excitedly, directly grabbing the tray that had been in Reza's hands.

"Ck what the hell is Gar? Not very clear." Finally the notoriously quiet man complained as well.

" I just want to serve my brother. The story is he's sick again, out of bed." The speech of Linggar at length is unclear. Maybe the sentence is just for itself.

Reza relented rather than be squeezed because of the man who was Kasmaran.

It is a sane person who should give up, he thought.

"My wedding, what gift?" Linggar as he began to feed Lirna.

Upset, it turns out Linggar serves him because there is a desire.

Lirna's hand finally lifted, snatching the spoon from Linggar's hand.

Geck.

"Awww," Linggar rubbed the head that had just gotten a friendly poke from her brother.

"You serve not sincerely. No, no, sana!" Throw him out with a hostile look.

"Aduuuuh, Why the hell is a girl who knows ketokin mulu's head. Sick knows." Complain Linggar while rubbing his head.

"Eh who would dare ketokin head your deck?" Lirna showed her sympathetic face.

Smile stuck in the face, "Rindi?" Guess again. Who else is the woman in his sister's life besides Rindi?

Linggar nodded confirming, the face was made as if he were a despised human being.

"Same Rindi, the wife must respect the husband. So you can't do that." Lips are growing despite trying to hold as much as possible.

"Only I can ketokin your head, hahahahaha." His laugh was so evil.

You're fucking brother lucknut.

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Linggar stared at the entire room. Almost a few years this has never changed. Even before their first marriage.

The marriage was getting closer, making his heart a little uneasy.

Afraid of not being able to give the best to RIndi.

Afraid that Rindi will be disappointed with her situation.

Breathe in slowly through the mouth, hiss small then bite his own lower lip.

Back around the room through his eyes.

The feeling of needing to renovate some conditions there. His brain feels squeezed just for the sake of thinking about the type of room model that RIndi likes.

The foot stepped now towards the bathroom inside his room.

Shower hanging on the wall. Full bathtub with its dimensions. His eyes rolled all over the bathroom wall.

Small, and no bathtub.

Not for her, but for Rindi.

Getting out of the room intending to approach the father, was about to ask for help.

"Well, I want to remodel my room a little." Say it without a stale base.

"Which one?" Dad just said his phone was on the table.

"Bedroom well, all of you want to change to a slightly bigger bed. "Linggar also sat on the rattan chair between the table with his father.

" Yes, make a workspace for yourself."

"In your room there will be Rindi, it must be difficult to concentrate. Your Adit is relying on you."

"Don't until after marriage, performance actually decreases. Yes it should go up, there is already an encouragement in life."

"Marriage is not just lust, but there is responsibility in it. You as a husband are responsible for supporting your wife and children later. A job as a bridge to earn a living for your wife."

"You're lucky to get a good job, to give your best to the future of your children. So take good care of this job, keep it."

"And don't disappoint your confidence!"

Linggar just looked down listening to all the advice of the father. It turned out that secretly his father was very attentive and affectionate.

He thought he was just busy working for a more decent family life. It turns out that getting attention like this warms the heart. Maybe her cheeks are now blushing red, like someone in love.

"All of you get ready for your children's room, so you won't bother anymore."

His head was raised to see the face of the figure who became his role model.

So far is the father's thought. Marriage has not yet been done, but he has been thinking about children.

"Why?" The father with the frown furrowed as he looked at the view of Linggar which might be a little confusing. "Need expert?"

"Dad who paid?" Squeezing eyes at the father, Awe at the figure of his father was covered with his ignorant attitude.

"Ck, you're mostly treated." Dad straightened his body, no longer leaning towards him.

"Yes, I'll ask my dad's friend, how good it is."

Linggar's laughter echoed in admiration.