Young Lecturer Small Wife
zura's behavior

Without feeling five months Ella had interned at Ray's office, that means staying another month she will complete her masterwork. Ella et al live the day as usual, work, sometimes even Ella and Dela also take their child.

"Today I have a review of the project outside, dear," Ray said as they entered the company building.

"Possible lunch later, Brother eat outside," he continued.

"Because lunch isn't with me?" Ella wrestled spoiled in the arm of Ray wrapped in a suit, Ella was no longer shy about indulging in affection in front of the employees.

"Yes, Honey. Sorry yes, you will not be able to eat lunch later" Ray said guiltily.

"No pa-pa. I'll be able to eat with Dedel and Kia."

Ray breaks down Ella's head slowly as they arrive in front of the division room.

"Go in there."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Don't be naughty." Ray kissed his wife's soft forehead.

"Where am I naughty? I'm in the room." Ella pushed Ray's burly body.

After Ray left, Ella rushed into the division room. Working as usual but this time his body feels bad, maybe catch a cold he thought.

"Why are you, Ell?" rafa asked Ella's division one friend when she saw Ella leaning her body on the chair while massaging her nape.

"No pa-pa, Raf," replied Ella who resumed her work.

"Relatedly? If you are sick to rest, then the boss is angry" said Rafa.

"I'm not pa-pa, Raf. Smell it out." Ella tries to get back up.

"Well, if there's anything to say yes."

"OK."

Time seemed to be running so slowly, Ella continued to rumble because she was impatient to go to the cafeteria. Until lunchtime arrived, he immediately walked to the cafeteria in a hurry.

"Witzerland! Tumben nih the boss' mother has been gnejogrog here," Dela reprimanded when she had just entered the canteen and found Ella was enjoying a bowl of hot soto.

"My laper," Ella replied without taking her eyes off.

"Tumben pesen soto?" Kiana rested her body beside Ella.

"For the sake of it."

"Usually also meatballs," Kiana said.

"Boss meatballs are mulu, I'm also afraid of his meatball cake bullet. What kind of rolling is it?" Ella, who had finished eating, poked up.

"Good, let fit Zam gede, continue to want to play ball. He does not need to buy the ball again, there is a bullet mimomnya," said Dela.

"Zam is rarely a ball, he prefers fishing" Ella explained.

"What's the fishing for?" ask Dela.

"Yes, fish the fish. What else is fishing?" Sewot.

"Once again provoked a ruckus like his mother." Dela chuckles.

"Asem bat lo, Del." Ella patted Dela's shoulder gently.

"Oh yeah, Ell. At that time when you High School Temen gave an invitation for a reunion, you came?" ask Kiana.

"No, males" replied Ella.

"What's the matter because there is, Nando?" dela Goda.

"What the hell, gaje." Delik Ella's.

"Gue's curious, Ell. Actually, you're the same, Nando is there any problem? You really hate it, same Nando?" ask Dela curiously.

"It's nothing, it's your feeling" Ella replied but looked dubious.

"Lo don't want to be honest with me?" Dela little sewot.

"Not really pantes you use my elo. I'm you." Ella diverted the conversation.

"Not to divert the conversation, I also want to gaul time. Mumpung is still a college boy" said Dela.

"Ella tu pinter ngeles kayak bajai" said Kiana.

"Yes, Ki. He never took lessons. But why does his job mule?" Dela looks like a thinking person.

"OK, okay. Tomorrow is the weekend. So tomorrow you come to my house and I'll tell you everything" Ella broke up.

"Ok, tomorrow I go to the house you bring, Gala," cried Dela spirit.

"Wkwkwk, just in, Ell. Who knows if our son is a real soul mate." Dela laughed happily.

"O boy who chases elo no pa-pa, this is my son's problem. God, why is my son so crazy? The feeling of her mother's kalem." Ella took a deep breath.

"Kalem what? Oneng! Lo is also centile huh," Dela's circus.

"When do I try?" Lady Ella.

"First pass to campus, Ray will tell him about the lesson. Eh you even asked her name. Omg! If I want it, I laugh. Whose name is the professor?" Dela mimicked Ella's style of speech while posing for pilon.

"Diem! Lo here to eat what do you want my ngerecokin si?" annoyed Ella.

"Both!"

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The next day, Kina and Dela actually come to Ella's house. They even came very early in the morning and ended up eating breakfast. Galau was also brought by Dela so as to make Zura happy not to be upset. Zura continued to stick to Galau, the 3-and-a-half-year-old boy continued to tease Gala who was a little older than Zura.

"Sorry, would you like this?" Zura showed me a piece of candy from her pants pocket.

"No" replied Gala briefly.

"Why? It's delicious" said Zura sadly.

"The candy is wrinkled" Gala said.

"Give iput, Failed. It's good." Zura looked at the candy that seemed to be sticky inside.

"That's it, the wrap is ugly. Not worth consuming, mending you throw away," said Gala.

"Dear Failed, can't throw. Mubadil," said Zura.

"Yes, let's not waste it, you eat it yourself" Gala said.

"Ndon't want to." Zura shook her head.

"Why?"

"The winner has been a long time, it's like washing mulu in the pocket, so gini. Zua doesn't want mam. Atut akit," said Zura.

"Why do you love me?" Gala rolled her eyes puffed.

"When it fails to eat, what is sick fails is not me. So ndak pa-pa," said Zura without sin.

"This kid." Ella shook her head when she heard the chatter of the two boys.

"No loss," said Dela.

"Let's not redundant he said? Yes, the candy was packed, but if you end up in the hospital is not funny. For the sake of food so as not to throw away, until health," said Kiana.

"Memens are not food, Ate. Kan pemen is not chewed," said Zura who turned out to listen to their chat.

"Too not food, what dong? Not a drink, either?" confused Kiana.

"Egazy, Ate. The client on**** is not chewable," said Zura.

"But it goes into the stomach as well, that means including food," Kiana said.

"Munum also goes into peut, but ndak called tuh food," said Zura.

"Yes, yes, and ice cream too, what is dong? Can eskrim not chewed too, in drinking also not."

"Ekim lick, Ate. Fulfillment emutan, Ate. Kalo Ate Kia, kalatan," replied plain Zura.

"Faulty brown?" wonder Kiana.

"Buahaha, lo karatan said Ki." Dela laughed satisfied.

"Soalah Ate, not in the same alalin mulu, Om Gigil. So say it," said the brat.

"Buahaha, eat the halalin quarry so as not to rust, Ki." This time Ella laughed.

"Zuraa! Not his mother's child. Same thing with sprains," grumbled Kiana.

"Rub it, Tan. Let the rust fade," said Zam the quiet boy.

"Think this pretty auntie pantaatt what skillet? Pake in rub everything. Ni bocil rarely talk, once talking make darting," dumel Kiana increasingly upset.

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