JULID Girl'S
Tua

"You.you!" Nuah felt very upset, earlier she also felt that what was said by Mamat was indeed true, really making her aekak mat.

"Oh yes I brought you here, want to ask your opinion about this house." Mamat hurriedly opened the door of the room somewhat himself and Nuah was not caught in the rigidity.

"Huh, what's the deal with me?" Nuah threw away her face, Mamat chuckled and pulled Nuah's arm.

"This house was made by Om Fadli for Rizal, he hopes Rizal and Wulan can live happily here." Mamat showed a magnificent residence like a palace, even the size of the house was almost the same as Nuah's house in the village.

"Where?" Mamat smiled asking the opinion of the house to Nuah. Nuah shook her head.

"A house is not because it is beautiful, good or big that makes it comfortable but the residents of the house itself. I think this house is too big for the size of a newly married family." Nuah was judging the house.

"Oh, then what's good?" Now Nuah actually falls into the trap of Mamat.

"House for the newly married should be simple, but cool. Ready fast food as well, I don't know for sure in the village said Bu Ustadzah the newly married person will not stumble out of the room he said hahahahah.. " Nuah laughed considering how his conversation with his mother in his village first.

"They're the most important and main newlyweds are KAMAR, understand?" Nuah was still with her smile and stepped towards the main room.

"This?" Nuah stared at the entire room decorated with lights on it like stars scattered, Nuah's face met red feeling comfortable with the contents of the room.

"Good no?" Mamat asked looking at Nuah who was fascinated by the beauty.

"That's great, Wulan likes stars. Rizal's really paying attention, huh? Up to the smallest thing of Brother Wulan he can think of." Nuah stared at the various types of room decorations that were very in accordance with Wulan's preferences.

"What do you like yourself?" Nuah raised her eyebrows confusedly looking at Mamat who was now smiling stiffly.

"I like? Is it related to me, dihhh..." Scratch and exit the room towards the front of the house.

The garden in the residence is also quite spacious although the drizzle is still sweeping but it even beautifies the flowers that appear to bloom, Nuah smiled in her heart she missed the front garden of her house full of flowers.

Nuah sitting at the side of the residence noticed the drizzle of rain and the nodding of leaves, Nuah felt a chill on her skin.

"Home kangen." Nuah sighed, although only a few weeks away from home she really missed the moment in her hometown.

Mamat silently watched Nuah lean her arms against the wall with her arms crossed staring at Nuah who was now enjoying the soft sound of rain.

Elsewhere, Rizal cried until finally Alif woke up and his round brown eyes made Rizal's chest soar happy.

"Honey's awake, here's Papa." Rizal lifts Alif's body.

Breeek..

"Eeeehh..." Alif's voice sighed like something out, until an unpleasant aroma came out and made Rizal close his nose right then and there.

"Jeez, Papa's son!" Rizal chuckled and stroked Alif's back gently letting the boy finish his wishful activities.

Rizal mixed with vomit and the liver releases the Pempes used by Alif and find instead in the bag that Nuah brought back. With heart Rizal replace and clean the body of the boy in the bathroom.

Rizal brings Alif to the front room and kisses the boy's face until he feels satisfied, Rizal secan gets a new toy that is very good he plays with Alif happily.

Without feeling the time shows at 4 pm and the sound of the door of the house is open, WHO else can open the door other than the best friend who does not have the character.

"Sister, that.. Papa." Alif pointed towards Rizal maybe that means Alif wants to show Nuah if there is his Papa.

"IIhhhh..pinter really si, his dick who is this. tututu..." Nuah kissed Alif's cheek.

"Sana, love her Father. Disturb new people from coming." Mamat hissed angrily grabbed Alif's body and gave it to Rizal.

"That's so possessive, when's the wedding woii?" Rizal patted the shoulder of Mamat who was now sitting next to him.

Mamat did not answer and his eyes instead pointed towards Nuah who looked still young, yes at that time Nuah was still 19 years old.

"It's what the fuck, just met brother. I'm laper." Nuah felt her stomach that was protesting for sembako.

"Jeez, hey Mat lo take the road girls are not fed. What kind of creature are you?" Rizal nudged Mamat's shoulder which looked guilty.

"Gue forgot, I cooked it. Helpin yo!" Mamat pulled Nuah's hand into the kitchen while Rizal just shook his head to see the behavior of his best friend.

"Can you cook?" Nuah was curious to see the face of Mamat that I and convinced, the time of a handsome face that can be cooked he thought.

"Do you doubt me?" Mamat brought his face closer which seemed clearly a tinge of red on Nuah's cheeks.

"Ish. There don't deket deket." Nuah encouraged the brash man, he really often hangs when always close to the man.

"How old is he?" Mamat asked casually as he began to pick up some vegetables in the refrigerator, but at a glance Nuah could also see Mamat's reddened ears.

"What's so important, why?" Nuah chuckled for a moment, she thought that the red color was just a hallucination.

"You want to get married must be more than 17 years, if not yet that age I have to wait first right?" Nuah's eyes suddenly rounded to hear the abstract speech of the man, it is not clear think Nuah.

"What is not so clear." Nuah returned her face reluctantly if her cheeks that are now heating up are seen by the man.

"Do you have to be very clear?" Mamat began slicing various vegetables and some meat.

"Yes, that's not the problem. This brother is old." Nuah chatted at will, Mamat sighed sharply and immediately stopped his activity of cutting meat.

"Two?" Mamat began to feel insecure about it, indeed his age had almost reached the number 30.

"Did I look that old?" Mamat approached Nuah and locked her movements, her left hand and right locking Nuah's body on the side of the wall.

Nuah looked at every corner of Mamat's face, dear the word spoken before that TUA is not in the dictionary of the man's face, he even looks very handsome and perfect.

Illustration of Wulan and Rizal

O my dear readers, do you want Wulan as Rizal happy quickly? or do we torture first?

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