Married A Man M*esum (Fear Husband Wife)
Proof of Nathan's Stiffness!

"Nathan." Dara spoke very softly, so that made Nathan a little creepy.

"Huh .. how many bowls, people's husbands?" Instead of ordering directly, Nathan chose to ask first, who knows the price is expensive.

"One bowl is 20 grand, Kang." The owner of the meatballs answered politely.

Nathan glared, what the price is that expensive. "Buset, very expensive, sir. In front of the complex I only cost 15 thousand, and it already got sweet iced tea! How can you sell at such a high price?" Nathan was certainly unable to hold his mouth back from perverting.

"Sorry, Kang. But the meat's up, Kang. While I'm wearing real meat." The owner of the shop tried to explain.

"What's okay? Leaf up? You're a cow, DJ, huh?" ketus Nathan.

The owner of the meatballs shop scratched his neck, why is there a handsome man but a complete man in front of him?

"Jude, I ordered the curry!"

"Huh? How, Kang?" Mesan kuah doang? Means not meatball dong his name?

Bruck

"CHATAN!" dara shouted loudly.

"Huh .. I ordered three bowls of meatballs, sir." Dara gave her best smile.

"Shyap, Neng!" The owner of the meatball shop immediately left, because he did not want to deal with the strange man.

"You can, huh?" nathan muttered which unfortunately can still be heard by Dara.

"Can what?"

"Kok can ya you suddenly become soft after it had turned into a hulk?" asked Nathan innocently.

Dara just clucked annoyed, he was lazy to serve the men are not sane, because he thinks serving Nathan will only spend valuable time alone.

Not long after the meatballs they ordered finally arrived. Without further ado Dara devoured it. Nathan who saw it chuckled funny to see Dara's cheeks that bloated, because he was chewing the meatballs are large.

Cuppp

Nathan immediately kissed Dara's swollen cheeks, leaving Dara shocked to death, and the meatballs in her mouth popped out and went back into the bowl.

Nathan saw it glare. Really, the scene in front of him was extremely disgusting he thought. If the person who ate it was not his future wife, then it is certain that he will immediately leave.

"Astagfhirullah! You're a real slob, Dar!" peekkik Nathan's.

"Lo what am I?" peekik Dara's. "My cheeks aren't virgin now!" Dara was angry at what the man had just done.

"That is proof of my love for a lying woman, which is not faithful anymore" Nathan said.

Plakk

"Oh God, Dar. We're not married yet, but why are your hands getting so?" nathan screeched, luckily only the two of them were left there, as the other buyers had already left.

'Shit! Why am I only beating because I'm kissed?'

"Gue will report to my bokap if you have dared to macem-macem the same me, but not yet halal," threatened Dara with a sharp gaze, as sharp as razor.

"Astagfhirullah, I just kiss your cheek, Dar. I don't even want to digrape you." Nathan certainly does not accept the threat of Dara who will report it to the prospective in-laws.

"This is all, what if for example we play uhuy-uhuy first in the bushes that are there. Well, if it is finished, you can report to the candidate of Papah-in-law. I sincerely digbukin same Papah you, the important thing is I have split duren. But, actually I do not want to split duren, because I prefer watermelon only, because it is smoother, and certainly aluss pisan. I am confused why people say it dibah duren, even though from the survey that proves, having a woman does not have a durinya, you know. Why not watermelon, melon, or —"

Before Nathan finished his speech, Dara first put a large meatball with a lot of sambal into the man's mouth, making Nathan glare, especially when getting a spicy sensation that greatly burns his tongue. It feels like you're becoming Iron Man. Ah, more precisely, more horrified than hell.

"HUA DARA! YOU REALLY —"

"Pretty." Dara interrupts Nathan's words.

Dara then brought her face to Nathan's side, then whispered something that made Nathan's body immediately brushed, not because of the whisper, but because the woman's voice that was in contact just made him feel amused, he said, and feel a strange sensation.

"This is just the beginning, honey. If you make me rise in blood every day, then this liar woman, who is not loyal, will hang you on the clothesline!" whispered Dara who was already feeling very irritated.

Bruck

Nathan broke down the table, making the meatball sauce inside the bowl come out. "WHAT DO YOU CALL ME DARLING?" shouts Nathan shouts. The man then took his phone and opened the voice recorder app.

"Again .. dong again! I want to capture the voice of you who call me Ayank!" Nathan thrusts the voice recorder near Dara's face, which instantly turns very flat.

'I swear, I gave up. I thought he would be a obedient dog after I whispered those words earlier. Butwhat? I feel so depressed I swear. I WANT TO KILL MYSELF!' Dara shouted in her heart, why should her destiny be this bleak? Can't God just let her be happy, and live longer?

"Gue make sure you torture if you're married later, Than! I'll make sure you scream in pain!" lirih Dara, then chose to spend another bowl of meatballs. Yeah, one bowl of meatballs wouldn't be enough for her. She needs extra energy to face Nathan, who is already her rival, as well as her future husband.

'We'll see who screams first. Am I, or are you? Because I'm sure you won't be able to not scream after I pull out the style, which is the style of rocking the bumang. I'm sure you'll be hooked to get my big anu, and I make sure you'll want it again, and finally we keep anu-anu in the room with anu you and my anu who continue to stick, so that after 9 months, we will produce a new anu that belongs to our children's' nathan's mind either understood it or not with his own mind.

Nathan wants to speak up, but seeing Dara's terrible way of eating, Nathan chooses to abandon his intention to speak, and continues to eat his meatballs.

'Why is Nathan's life so great, O God? Though Nathan handsome, you know, where sholeh again.'

It did not take long, two bowls of meatballs were devoured by Dara.

"Sir, the meat is one more bowl!" said Dara with a little scream. Apparently the woman still did not feel full, despite having spent two bowls of meatballs.

"Astagfhirullah, Dar! You do not eat too much, because I do not like the same plump girl. It's nothing, I'm just afraid, if I'm not going to get out of the room, because addiction is just as wobbly as you."

"Brissy!" snapped Dara, who suddenly made Nathan speechless, did not dare to open his voice again, because he saw the woman's change. But even though Dara seemed to be angry, her horn was still safe, and it still had not come out.

"Dar, how nice is the meat, huh? Do you not wear a seller? There will be a color in the pot" Nathan whispered.

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