Married Hot Duda
84. We're Connecting Alon-Alon

"You are this!" Yang Ti turned off the hasty call. He was worried that his beloved on the other end of the phone heard Nanda's very harsh threat earlier. Upset, he looked at Nanda. Rasane Iku loh, want to snack Nanda until it becomes a crumb.

"There will call sodara from the Ibuk side, they are much more sincere, compact, and diligent! Not that rich Giant's mom!" Nanda challenged.

"They are different from us!" Yang Ti growled. His eyes are starting to red.

"The most Ibuk lighter the work!" Nanda sneered lightly.

"Oh, so this is what I told you too?"

Nanda laughed disdainfully. Yang Ti's conjecture was too shallow. Rich soap opera real story. It is easy to conclude. Short axis Eyang base.

"Yang Ti-Yang Ti .. when did I talk to Ibuk? Wasn't I busy, huh? Doing the housework." Nanda formed quotes in the air. "That's what I want, my intentions, and my spontaneous ideas! Boro-boro Ibuk dared to teach me this, people he dalamelaminetin himself just can not."

Nanda slightly laughed at her grandmother—again. She was actually pitying, but her grandmother's attitude had gone too far, so Nanda couldn't keep quiet anymore. Teaching yes teaches, loving yes, loving, but it should, Yang Ti loves more people who are with her every day.

Ngelu mules (sick) who knows first is the close, while the Giant horde it just comes fitting happy. Try right berabari Yang Ti sick, told to help keep the reason this is, it is .. annoying, right?

"Four years of college, four years of living with the family Praji .. is the result?" Yang Ti is inflamed. He could no longer bear to see Nanda's sweet and submissive attitude change just yet, becoming this kind of urgency and opposition. His beloved grandson turned against him.

"This has nothing to do with them! You lived abroad all this time, and my attitude was pure because as long as I stayed away, Yang Ti was still the same! It is old, it should have resigned and lengser .. not more crazy like this!"

Nanda. The one who should be angry is him. Why is this Yang Ti straightened out onto the right path, instead like to turn, anyway?

"Anyways, my sister should be here from tomorrow—"

"As for Yang Ti .. If he were here, he would only be a dishwasher! All I've changed and that Giant horde will only be embarrassed!!" Nanda threatened. "They went home with their heads covered in black crackles! Or sneak in the cowshed there, let's not be laughed at!"

The kempis flower padmasari held back anger. He had nowhere to defend Partin and her family. The closest family he loved.

Seeing Yang Ti being cornered, Nanda smiled in satisfaction. Then he turned his body leaving Yang Ti.

"Gusti ...," Padmasari groaned as he pressed his chest with sudden pain. His eyes were worried. It would be bad news and a bad view if Partin wasn't here tomorrow. What do people say later?

"Nrank ...."

Nanda just wanted to get into a car that had been removed from the parking lot in the courtyard. He turned his head and found Nuga smiling amusedly at him.

"Opo anyway, Om?" Nanda's forehead shriveled. He was called Nduk at this time—and turned his head. Disgustedly. That sounds like a rough romance. Oh, did Nanda ever say that there are people around here who are famous for being rude to their partners, but the daily life of the wife is called Nduk by her husband? Nuga must have heard that from the fathers. Horrified.

Cih ....

Nanda threw away his face. The Om his brother likes rumpi and copy paste the call of people.

"You didn't ride wrong, to?" Nanda turned his head as Nuga approached and said he used this accent.

Ih, ticklish!

"Yo don't go, Om!" Nanda began to return to his ferocious attitude if Nuga acted. "Not call me Ndak-nduk!"

Nuga so—cengesan, because of two things. One because he heard the neighbor's story about "duk" earlier, the second because Nanda got into the driver's seat. Can this little boy drive?

Nanda kept riding in his father's car, whose lights were all dead. By going in this car, Nuga has no reason to go anywhere today—meaning take him back and forth to the hotel or what, considering that for days the man had not touched him.

"Run up!" nanda sok's orders.

When Nanda wanted to close the steering wheel door, Nuga held her back and pushed her closer to Nanda who was holding the steering wheel in one hand.

Nuga's hand first gave the code by squeezing Nanda—Nanda's chest out a sick breath, but held back the tingling sensation that spread to the outermost end of his nerves.

"Plac!"

"Sir, please his hand which is all the way to Aussie is guarded ethic, yes! This includes the sacrilegious act, loh ...!" Nanda tried to escape. But Nuga seems to have already wanted to prey on it on the spot.

"Om kangen, Nduk," he whispered.

"Ck, disgust Om!" Nanda really has goosebumps now. The strength of Nuga's hand when squeezing his chest was already in a stage that could not be spoken of anymore, Nanda knew that all would not be as smooth as visiting the sick to the hospital, then going home and having dinner together. He knows Nuga's groove today. Somewhat other is this old widower.

Nuga chuckles. "Swipe, Nduk!"

"Om just move there! I'm the drive, all kangen-karenan same Opi." Nanda stroking naughty steering wheel car this toothless.

"Mas e jealous, Nduk." Nuga adds to his joke.

"Om, why am I so disgusted?" Nanda really wanted to vomit this time. Mas e's? Geez, Nuga is too creepy to be called Mas e. Bagas and Dika—kaknya, called so because of his gentle attitude, it is that if this fierce is called Mr. Raden alone is still greatness.

"There ride!" Nanda pushes Nuga hard, but Nuga's much more powerful body is certainly no match. "After the afternoon, Om! If it's still that way, then I'll embrace the birds prencinya Om loh!"

Nuga. What did Nanda say? A hate? Small dong?

"Repeat again!"

"What?!" Nanda rolled her eyes in all directions. I don't feel wrong saying.

"Birds e Om you call opo?!"

"The only hate bird is my father, it's in the corral there!" elak Nanda pointed at the bird cage across the street.

Nuga looked at Nanda calculatingly. "Swipe!"

"Om—but ...!"

"Swipe or do I want to work here?!"

Eh, jesus!

Nanda shifted still with buying eyes. Geez .. If not submissive, it could be that speech came true. Jeez ....