The Effects of Early Marriage

The Effects of Early Marriage
2 - 9 PR Yuri's


Deo looked at Yuri's still-empty PR book. His wife sleeps curled up like a vegetable spinach caterpillar. His benefactor's soul sank, but eventually he took the PR book and worked on his problems.


I'm fine, right, Kate. I want to do PR. Not because I'm the same persimmon, but because I'm a noble-hearted husband.


Crazy, I'm very smart yes, about this much I do less than ten minutes.


Yes, of course he did less than ten minutes, just copy from his own PR book, aka copy paste.


By the way, Kate wants to come to the moon, and I keep when for baby?


Finally Deo finished working on the thirty-numbered matter, and immediately went to sleep hugging the original bolster.


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Early in the morning Yuri was drunk because she forgot to do PR.


"Bah, don't panic. Your exemplary husband has done it all."


"Really?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"The answer is correct, right, everyone?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Lo doesn't know me anymore, does he?"


"Yes, uh no."


"Well, where?"


"What?"


"Fetish."


Deo took the money out of his wallet.


"Sparingly yes, buy it. Buy half-tailed chicken with 2,000 instant seasoning, 3,000 achem vegetables. The instant spice is also 2,000. Rice a liter. Tempe one board, or know one pack."


Yuri mangosteen heard the housefather's explanation.


They headed to the dining room that already had daddy and mommy.


"Mommy?"


"Yes pretty, why?"


"How much does half a day cost, Mom?"


Glug


Deo looked at Yuri.


He could have priced half a chicken on mommy.


"Try asking aunt. Why are you doing that?"


"Tadi Deo give me some money for shopping. He said to be frugal, buy half a chicken, vegetable 3,000. Instant seasoning for vegetables and chicken costs 2,000 each. Tempe or know. Oya, one liter of rice. If I buy the same oil of chili and onions, also tomatoes, make sambel, so this is not enough, Mom?"


Yuri showed him a sheet of fifty thousand.


"Deo gave you that money and had to save?" ask Ray.


Yuri nodded innocently.


Ray and Mina glared sharply at Deo. Ray immediately pulled the wallet out of his pants pocket and took out ten pieces of red money. Then Mina also took out the money with the same amount.


"Make you a snack. Don't be frugal, later you are malnourished, what papi and your mom said to us."


"Make me, Dad, Mom?"


"Yes, for all of you. Deo is not to be shared. Money shopping, as long as you stay here, it's mommy's business."


"It's cool, my money's so much."


Yuri then issued the remaining fifty thousand money which amounted to 20 pieces (meaning one million as well).


"Hm, the money's from?"


"From Deo too. If fifty thousand is enough for shopping, it means I still have nine hundred and fifty thousand for snacks. But because Mommy told me I didn't have to shop, my money was intact. Deo, I got three million dong, this morning."


Ray and Mina have a lyric. The two of them just got tricked or what the hell, the same daughter-in-law of the math?


"Daddy and Mommy are the ideal in-laws."


Yuri gave her two thumbs. Then hug and kiss Mina's cheek. But before Yuri hugged and kissed Ray on the cheek, Deo immediately protested.


"Gue also gave you a million dollars, ko' not kissed?"


Cup


Cup


"Oh my goodness, Dad. Our son's face is so shy."


"Our son is tacky, yes, Mom. The new time is kissed so it's hot cold, how about another slide?"


"Nurunin who the hell, Dad?"


"Obviously not me. I'm not shy about it."


"Yes, not from mommy either, Dad."


"We're both doing nyosor."


A couple who were not young anymore giggled amusedly, unaware that there were still two young people listening to their conversation.


Deo and Yuri looked at each other, then sighed.


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"Yuri, you know what my lesson is?"


"Know dong, sir. You're a chemist, right?"


"Keep why your PR answer number fifteen like this?"


"What's the matter, sir?"


"For you, read your answer out loud!"


Yuri went straight ahead and took the PR book out of the hands of the chemistry teacher.


"Read it out loud, until your friends hear it."


"When is the month coming, when is the baby?"


The laughter of the students was heard. Yuri stared intently at Deo, who was the one last night working on it.


Deo suddenly became a disabled man.


Pretending not to listen and not to see.


Fuck me, kill me.


Tell who last night while working on PR, his mind goes everywhere. His hand will write what is in the heart and mind, which is to make children.


"You are yes, Yuri. Still a kid but I'm afraid."


His friends laughed even more. But Deo looks anxious, not for fear of Yuri's silence, but for fear that the girl is embarrassed and cries because of her unwillingness in answering PR.


"Sir, sorry, it was me who wrote" Deo said.


"meaning?"


"So this morning I was fad, sir. Want to understand Yuri, uh even forgetfulness I changed again, the answer. Hehehe, sorry, sir."


"Are you the one who wrote?"


"Yes, Father's time."


"The two of you, yeah. Why doesn't first class ever get along?"


"Yes, Yuri. Now you sit down again."


Yuri's mouth commits kamit when she sees Deo. Deo immediately sent a message to Yuri.


[Quietly, then your pocket money, I add it, deh.]


[Ish, you think I'm a cheap girl who can be persuaded to use money.]


[And I didn't intentionally either, Yuri. What do you want, let's not sulk again?]


[Later tonight at my mom's house, yeah.]


Deo remembered that as long as they were married, they had never been home to Yuri's parents.


[Yes, we stayed at my mom's house for a week.]


[Don't forget, extra pocket money. It was lo nawarin, hehehe.]


Ish, just pretended not to. Fuck up!


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Wildan laughs at the message Ray sent about his daughter's behavior this morning. So did Ara who got a message from Mina. The besan who were also addicted to gossip was always made to laugh at the behavior of their daughter's son.


They do not want to dictate their children to behave like husband and wife. They are still very young, however. Let them enjoy their teenage years even though they are married, the important thing is not to go off track. Do not let them feel depressed about their marriage and eventually have a bad impact on both.


It's okay to talk, I.


It's okay to be so fad.


All of this requires process. Later this will be a memento that they can tell to their grandchildren later, that their adolescence is full of color.