The Young Married
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After Fatih stopped his motorcycle right in his yard, Ghina immediately went down without saying any more words.

Fatih tailed him behind, causing Ghina to turn around and almost collide if Fatih did not step back a few steps.

"Where are you going? go there!" ketus Ghina by arranging Fatih from top to bottom. His hands crossed in front of his chest.

"Near by, meet the in-laws" Fatih relaxed and walked past Ghina.

"Heh, no need. Next time," pinta Ghina and try to block Fatih. His hands are stretched.

"Why the hell, meeting in-laws just can't be. It's called breaking the friendship," explained Fatih.

"No, I don't want any more guests today" Ghina said.

"Na, get Fatih into the house." Without them both realizing it, Ghina's mother had seen Fatih outside.

"Thank you Ma'am, Come on Na." Fatih sauntered leisurely while whistling and tailing her mother-in-law into the house.

"Son, make your husband tea or coffee" said the mother who is now sitting in the sewing machine. As for Fatih, he sat himself in a chair.

"What do you want?" ask Ghina lazily.

"I want you" said Fatih relaxed but quietly and rewarded with a sharp look by Ghina. "Em up to you, everything that the wife makes, I would love," said Fatih, leaning her body on the sofa.

"How are you and Kyai Nak Fatih?" ask Narsih while doing her activities. Even though the living room was filled with wooden walls, Fatih could still hear her mother-in-law's voice.

"Alhamdulillah healthy Ummi. Fatih apologized yes, visited but did not bring anything" Fatih replied.

"Yes, no, papa son. Take it easy, consider this your own home. Whenever you can visit. If Ghina refuses, ignore it."

Fatih chuckled at her mother-in-law's words. "Yes, ma'am is ready."

Ghina returned to the living room carrying a tray filled with a glass of tea water and Kong Guan setoples.

"Still wife" Fatih said as he turned to the place where his in-laws were. Worried sounded.

Ghina clucked slowly. "If you've been drinking, just go home," he said.

"I want to sleep with you, let's sleep with you" said Fatih relaxed while sipping his tea.

"Want me to pinch you?" threatening Ghina who is now sitting in front of Fatih.

"Mau dong, the origin of the spoiled cubit haha. Canda Na, let's not tense," said Fatih.

"Your support is never serious" said Ghina, who made Fatih chuckle.

"What do you want hum to be serious about?" fatih asked and now sat up straight, looking at Ghina seriously. "Well you talk about children? our future? the vision of a household mission?"

Ghina looked at Fatih, they looked at each other for a moment. Although one of the mentioned Fatih is something that has become a nuisance for Ghina lately. But, I don't know why he's a little uncomfortable talking about it. There was a fear in his heart.

"Dare to look at me like that" Fatih said, turning away from Ghina's gaze.

The girl nodded and cleared. "One of them wants me to talk, we have to talk about Fath" Fatih said.

They talked about it in a quiet voice, hoping that Ghina's mother wouldn't listen. Before long, Narsih also joined the living room.

"Where's your photocopyan business, son?" ask Narsih to her daughter-in-law.

"Alhamdulillah smoothly Ma'am, please pray only hopefully can make a branch near SMA," replied Fatih who made Narsih's eyes sparkle.

"real Son? who's running it there?" ask Narsih.

"One of Fatih Bu's confidants. God willing," replied Fatih. While Ghina only listened to the lazy conversation of the two people. He turned on the television.

"Yes, Mom, it's almost Ashar. I want to say goodbye," said Fatih and moved on. She crucified her mother-in-law.

"Yes be careful on the road. Na, anter your husband ahead," said Narsih, who was taken by Ghina.

"Later find time to talk about it, while the focus of the UN first," said Fatih with a serious look and then turned around.

As for Ghina, just sigh. Looking at Fatih's sharp gaze earlier, making him guess, did Fatih really plan all day long about all the things he had mentioned earlier? what will Fatih say about that? should Ghina try to make it happen? will Fatih force it and ask for it?

Fatih turned on his vehicle. However, when he gas does not also run. Ghina stared in wonder.

"Why?" asked Ghina who was looking at Fatih whose eyes were looking towards the machine.

"No papa. This bike is difficult to walk, if not boncengin you, assalamualaikum," said Fatih and immediately sauntered with laughter in his mouth. While Ghina was upset, when only the man was serious. But only a few minutes, it had returned to its strange nature.

After passing the month of March full of Try Out is exhausting physically and mentally. Now, students of class XII have entered April, where the National Examination will be carried out.

They work harder, sleep less, play less, and many download questions on Google to be made test material because the problems in the book Prediction UN already ludes they enjoy.

"The bottom line, happy fighting. Your path is still long, after graduating from here, you can continue. Or you can just work because you already have the skills" explained Miss Ingrid. Although he is an English teacher, but does not always speak the language fully in class.

"Remember, for those who want to plunge into the world of campus in particular. You have to be prepared from now on, because the world will be very different from your time in school" said Miss Ingrid again. All the students and students nodded.

"Mom, continue last week's unfinished story" chirped one of the male students. Last week as usual, if not a lot of material is taught in addition to students who quickly understand, make Miss Ingrid have a lot of free time to tell any story but contain meaning.

"Oh whose child is pregnant, but still going to school?" miss Ingrid asked with a smile.

All the disciples nodded, as the Mother Master in front of them was still in debt explaining.

"Yes he's still in school. Worse it is, kid here. I'd normally find cases at another school. Get stories from fellow teachers. Then, yes, on average they go out alone or even just knock the hotel," explained Miss Ingrid. He who had been standing was now sitting in his chair.

"Class XII TKJ 1 first. Three know above you. His son is quite quiet, but he has a girlfriend. Well, you know for yourself, don't you know what Mom is? Mother is welcome if there are students who want to vent, do not be afraid. Even I'm happy to hear your curses. Well, he secretly came to the office, found me." Miss Ingrid paused for a moment.

"Therefore, he's a long story from beginning to end. And he was crying. Confused, if you stop school later when she is pregnant. Her pregnancy was hidden by her jacket every day. Actually, I feel suspicious anyway, if look at that child everywhere wear a jacket at school. So thank goodness he was honest. In the end, the school has to get rid of him. Because it's against the rules, right?"

All the disciples nodded and there was also a shivering.

"The point is, don't mess around. Your future is long, don't do anything weird. Be careful who is dating, kebablasan can be detrimental. I'm not a person who likes to be forbidden, it's your business. But, I want you to learn from the experiences of others," explained Miss Ingrid.

All students are bearded.

"Well, since Bell is sounding, I'm closing the lesson today, thank you everyone. Wassalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabaraktuh," said Miss Ingrid and all the students and students rushed to kiss her hand.

"Tomorrow so?" renata asked Ghina after Miss Ingrid's departure.

"So, let's stop by for some food first. Don't buy on the beach, expensive" replied Ghina.

Renata smiled sumringah, "okay can be arranged."

In accordance with their plans. Before implementing UN about a week away, they will do a walk aka refreshing first. Not to be tense when facing the National Examination.

The two of them have now split the streets of Jorong to go to Asam-asam. The beach they are heading to this time, is a pretty famous beach there, Asmara beach.

They occasionally chatted on the street. Their innards are almost full because of snacks. While the backpack they carry contains a change of clothes if they suddenly want to swim there.

Sundays are always crowded. The traffic runs a little more than a typical day. Renata continued to drive until they arrived near an archway on Asmara Beach. Because they are from the left while if you want to go to the gate must cross to the right, Renata tried to cross, but his efforts were wrong because he did not give the riting lights first. As a result, a motorcycle that drove from the back hit the Renata motorcycle and finally the accident could not be avoided.

Brucks

"Argh." Ghina felt her head hit something. His body was very sick and he eventually lost consciousness.

Well, you want UN Ghina and Renata to crash?

what's gonna happen?

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