The Effects of Early Marriage
13 Unsound Friends
Hup!
Freya fell into someone's arms. Their eyes stared at each other, until someone awakened the two.
Freya pursed her lips, the Arby always dropped everything. Freya came straight down from Ikmal's sling. True, Ikmal was the one who caught Freya's body before it landed ugly on the ground.
"Review, Ar, the player in plain sight!"
Vian gets a toyoran from Marcell.
"Don't just say. Arby's time has not been able to the first night has been stabbed by the same person!"
Vian and Marcell giggle and then do tos. Fucking lucknut friends, indeed.
"Aaa .. Geez, Yes!"
Freya pulls Marcell's hair.
"Safety ... consumiin .. consumiin!"
The three cheerleaders cheered Freya to give her some spirit from the top of the balcony.
"Once again someone says the first night, I'll take it!"
Finally, the four men had to climb a mango tree and pluck other fruits to be tested by the four incarnate girls of Nyi Pellets.
"Well, it looks like you did fail the first night, Ar," exclaimed Vian.
"Awas, you'll get sucked in by the queen's dedemit" Marcell tries to scare Vian.
"What's up, but love!"
The waiter delivers rivets, knives and ingredients to make the spice. As for putting the fruit using banana leaves.
"Your house is a lot of fruit trees, huh?" ask Nuna.
"Hm, all planted the same as my grandmother."
All this time they had never been to Freya's house despite having been friends for a long time with the girl.
Freya herself did not feel at home, so why did she take them there. The time Freya spent at home just to study, it was always in the room, want it at the study table, and, on the mattress or on the terrace of his room facing the back garden or facing the front yard. The room was very spacious but minimal.
The four youths who were still under the terrace began to climb back up the mango tree, not to pick mangoes, but to sneak onto Freya's balcony.
"At no thank you anyway, cake pleasantries, we are sure to say," said Vian.
The four girls pretended not to listen.
"Heh, why are you here. It's a girl's room, you know."
"I want to see how rich the newlyweds' rooms are."
Shamelessly Marcell was wailing at the sight of Freya's room.
"Crazy, really cool room."
Marcell, Vian and Ikmal were amazed to see Freya's room.
While Arby stole a look at his girlfriend.
Do not ask if the room is decorated with rose petals sprinkled on a mattress, with duck ornaments that face each other to form a heart, or candles aroma therapy.
The room was like a broken ship. Inhuman barking blanket on the floor.
Pillows are scattered everywhere.
Wraps of food and drink, glasses, and dishes were strewn about.
Laptop on the bed.
Freya's kebaya pieces are like rags.
And many more.
"It's really amazing."
"Your evening ...."
Before Vian could finish his sentence, his mouth was treated to sour mango with extra spicy spice by Freya.
"Aaaa ... spicy spicy spicy .. asaaammm!"
The four girls directly hugged their drinking water before being taken by Vian. Indeed, when it comes to bullying, the four girls are heroes.
Unable to get drinking water, Vian heads to Freya's bathroom to drink tap water. Bodo very, bye. The important thing is that his spiciness is gone, eventually if he has to go down again.
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Monday, the day people return to activities after yesterday's holiday. So is Freya cs and Arby cs.
Last night Freya slept in her room with her friends. Arby Cs sleeps in the guest room. Their parents do not want to protest, which is important to be legitimate first, other business later.
On Monday morning, Freya insisted on going to school. Where might an accomplished girl like her ditch on the grounds of 'new bride'.
They go to school in Aruna cars for girls, and Ikmal cars for boys.
By the way, Vian's stomach hasn't been fine since the collaboration of sour young mango, spicy seasoning and tap water he drank.
The mysterious voice sounded.
"The seeds, they smell."
"Sense power ******."
Vian only laughed even though his face was pale.
Arby, Marcell and Ikmal opened the whole window.
"Well, Freya, how good am I?" Vian ngedumel was upset.
"Take An, ask for a ransom just like him."
"Would he want to, give a ransom for rich bini judes?"
"Don't be grateful instead, his wife said."
"Create ...."
"Find bini again .. teret teret teret .. teret," they sing in unison.
Arby immediately curled Vian's neck and smothered him in his armpits, no matter that his best friend was still limp due to diarrhea. While Marcell he's a jam. Ikmal has not been paused because he drives, maybe later they end up in the hospital.
"I don't want to be a teenage widower either."
The three of them heard Arby's words.
Teenage widower?
"Young flower, kali?"
What else is a flower bud?
Definitely his opponent the widow of flowers.
"Well, he did not get the ration of the first night."
"Awas, shall the queen of Dedemit hear."
"There's no one here."
"But there's a lak."
"The leg is considered?"
Arby stroking chest. What sin did he have with his immoral friends and a barbarian wife?
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"Back of school we go to the mall, yuk?" bring Aruna.
"Come, I'll buy a book too."
Freya cs walking in the corridor, they cross paths with teacher BK. If normally Frya would greet and kiss the hands of the teachers she met, then now no longer.
His respect for BK teachers, representatives and principals has vanished without a trace. Had it not been instilled in his heart and mind that anyone who had been present at the event yesterday was now his enemy, except his friends.
Highlighting his eyes emitting hatred, he passed the teacher with a snort.
Throughout the classroom corridor, Freya hears compliments from the female students about Arby. Most of them are first class who are in the beginner phase, because they do not know much less about the experience of being asked by Arby.
In the classroom, Freya thinks about how she got divorced from Arby. Let her be a widow at a young age, and no one will know of her marriage except those who were there yesterday. It was just a wedding ceremony attended by both extended families only, not a reception attended by outsiders.
The important thing is that he can get divorced in a virgin state, so there's no trace left of Arby.