Married Hot Duda
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"After becoming Nuga's wife you're getting bolder, anyway, Nda." Lestari and Nanda crouched down in front of the sink, after everyone ran away to hear Nanda's anger.

Nanda rinsed and brought clean laundry furniture onto the shelves inside the house. There are neighbors who still survive, about ten people, they are all busy. In the village of Nanda (my house especially) it is common for the host to wash their own furniture. But for today, after Bude Partin and his omnipresent family came home, washing the furniture was Nanda and Lestari's own initiative. Yu Minem and his friends were ready to help, but Lestari forbade, they were told to arrange the location of many items from the Nuga family.

"I've wanted to do this from Yuna's wedding, Buk! As I see Ibuk busy, abis event no food, even the nights we make noodles kuah same mustard!" Nanda was busy rinsing the basin, she smiled. The danger has been replaced with loose knee-length pants, his favorite oversize t-shirt, and his favorite swalow sandals.

"We have to fight, Buk! Don't just shut up!"

Lestari looked at her son expressionlessly, then looked down. He's resigned. "Your father passed through the calm, Nda. If Ibuk wants to fight, rich no defenders, afraid even Ibuk who run out of words."

He grabbed the last pot, then rubbed it. "But yesterday, your father was angry with Yuna." Lips smile.

"First time Mr bela Ibuk, huh?" guess Nanda. He laughed, concerned actually. "Father will fear sin if you believe in Mother and refute Yang Ti."

"That's true too, Nda," Lestari said with a smile. "Sin against parents."

"See the context anyway, Buk." Nanda pulled herself up to sit on the plastic chair. They can take a breath first, deep talk, even if sober. Lestari looked at her son.

"If you don't want to fight parents and let his wife's children be depressed, that's a sin, too, right? I like to wonder in part, that's." Nanda laughed again.

"In my view, the wife's child is the responsibility of the father or husband. Mother is right a place of filial filial piety, but if you have interfered, even oppressed, it is outrageous name. You must firmly defend his wife's child in my opinion. This is the case with us, Buk. I judge it like that."

Lestari took a breath, rinsing the pot. "It's busy just don't want to fuss, after all, your father always treats Ibuk well, Nda."

"Well, that's my choice, but if I don't want to!" Nanda stand. "Yang Ti was once the queen of Yang Kung. After that, Ibuk became the queen for the Father, not Yang Ti anymore in power. Yang Ti should be a good advisor as the Queen Mother."

He pulled his mother up, then each carried the rest of the furniture into the house.

"Hum is also entitled to a quiet life." Nanda smiled at her mother. "If happy has been given by the Father, the rest of the calm after the children of Ibuk are all family and independent. I can come to Mas Bagas' house, stay there. Go to Mas Dika's house and play the same grandchild as much, go for a walk, just please yourself in old age. Later to Nda's house too, Nda take to the mole." He chuckles.

"I'm not going to do that later, Nda." Lestari smiles. "It's late in the afternoon, hunt for a bath and look at Rachel. Tomorrow we can go home."

Nanda put down the furniture, then darted into the bathroom. Before long she was done and changed clothes. Jeans ripped on thighs, big black t-shirts—again, and her hair tied up high.

Nuga just finished the durian party and gathered with the fathers. He went into the room, and saw Nanda who was making him dizzy. Instead of dressing tight, Nuga was excited to see Nanda like this. Nanda hugged from behind.

"In the hospital don't be long." Nuga whispered behind Nanda's ear. "I'm dizzy."

"Om sick?!" Nanda turned around, looking at Nuga worriedly. "Eh, just sleep if it hurts. I'm motoring to the hospital myself."

"Dizziness look at you beautiful and sexy, honey!" Wrapped a hug around the stomach, Nuga inhaled the fragrance of Nanda's body deeply. "In the living room a lot of people, if you want to do that here. Your bed creaking must sound like them."

Nuga resist passion—eruh. If you don't think Nanda will be embarrassed, Nuga will pump Nanda right now.

Nanda biting lips. How, huh? It hurts, but he enjoys it too. Although upset, but also wanted.

"Om mabok duren his cake. Shower and we're leaving! Ntar night hunt, Father's car lights away dead. The way home when the night is dark, through the woods and deserted places." Nanda's guarding the prestige.

Nuga raises an eyebrow, then smiles and looks at Nanda's chin, then dips it at a glance. "I'll be quick."

Nanda frozen. Nanda's spontaneous movements left her in shock. Suddenly he limps, so Nanda becomes upset. Why the hell, how easy is he to melt like this?

Nanda rushed out of the house, towards his father's car. This open tub car is quite well maintained and clean, but the name is also used for transporting garden and rice fields, yes. There were two transport cars, and one car specifically for the family, because the family car was blocked by a toothless car, so Nanda intended to take out the minibus car so that later he and Nuga would leave sooner.

"Yo back, to, Nduk! Don't listen to Nanda. She doesn't know anything, your cook is affected, anyway? Is all the work going to be completed if taken care of by Nanda himself? There's a mess, anyway?"

Nanda turned his body when he heard Yang Ti's voice. Nanda's head probed towards the source of the sound. "Definitely play victim that giant Bude!"

Nanda approached, he could not let Bude Partin back. Yang Ti should go with what he said today.

"Wes! Back yo, Nanda let me tatar—"

"If Bude Partin comes back here, Yang Ti .. I'll make sure they're the ingredients of the village! I'll embarrass you until it's hard to move!"

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