Don't despise my Shortcomings
Master's Eating Weapon

"Mas, I'm sorry about Cyra being so presumptuous. Cyra just wanted to know where the family of Mba Rania went? Why doesn't it seem like any of her family visited when Mba Rania was sick?" cyra asked gently so as not to offend Naqi.

Naqi inhaled a deep breath and threw it away violently. He will tell you what happened to his girlfriend's family.

"It was my first time meeting Rania, because I accidentally helped her. At that time, her mother was a hit-and-run victim. I took him to the hospital, but a week later his mother died. At that time he claimed to have no close relatives in this city. They claimed to have come from the village. While the destination comes to this city, because they will search for the whereabouts of his father. But before his wish was achieved his mother had been in an accident." Naqi took a heavy breath.

While Cyra now knew, why Rania was so afraid of losing Naqi, it was because she felt she had no other handle on life. "I have a bad fate, it turns out that the fate of Mba Rania is worse than mine" Cyra murmured in his heart.

"So now her father has met her?" cyra asked very curiously.

"Not yet, Rania doesn't even know her father figure. They only have addresses that turn out to be fake. I don't know, fake or indeed the old residents have moved. Even the pictures of his father they don't have. So it's hard to find her father" Naqi replied heavily.

"With the key, who knows the face of Mba Rania's father is only his mother who has died?" cyra asked increasingly.

Naqi nodded weakly. "I don't know very well about her family's story either, because every time I ask Rania is always reluctant to discuss her father."

Naqi refocused on the wheel while Cyra was pensive with the story of Rania and Naqi.

They had now reached the courtyard of the grand mansion.

"Ra, it's over" said Naqi as he prepared to go down. " Ra," call Naqi again. Naqi turned to the side.

"Pardon her for sleeping" Naqi murmured, smiling faintly at Cyra's shrunken sleeping style as a cold kitten. "Surely she was soybean, not sleeping all night, looking after Rania.

Finally Naqi also carrying Cyra ala bridal style, because kasian will wake him up.

"Loh Cyra why?" ask me in panic.

"Why not Mih, just soy sauce last night staying up," Naqi replied in a whisper.

"Where did you guys come from? Then why haven't you slept all night?" keep kekeh kepo with his grandson's business.

"Follow Mamih's advice, try something new" joked Naqi, winking one eye and then he continued to climb into his room.

Of course mamih and grandfather under his mind had traveled everywhere, imagining something wild and savage. Grandfather imagined his granddaughter wrestling all night until Cyra was exhausted.

"Astagah turned out to be a small and light body if later heavy kedong as well," Naqi grumbled as she placed Cyra very slowly on a king-size bed. After having Cyra sleep in a comfortable position, Naqi stretched her muscles, especially her achy back as well as riding Cyra on the second floor to make her waist hot.

Naqi immediately prepared to take a bath and would leave for the office.

"Bi later if Cyra is awake, deliver breakfast to the room sajah well. Let him rest, 'cause it must have been soy last night he was staying up." Naqi gave a message to her domestic assistant. My grandfather and mother heard it.

"Ah Grandpa, rich don't know sajah. Newlyweds at night say again if no mochi." It seems that Naqi's kejilan is becoming. Contaminating her grandfather and mother to think hard to imagine the tense scene after scene.

"Don't you give Cyra a break? You should not be too violent later traumatized Cyra does not want to serve you anymore" whispered grandfather so that you do not hear the chatter of the men.

"Banggung Kek, if it's good to bring him to continue," kekeh Naqi who laughs himself with his ridiculousness. His grandfather and mother.

"What if Cyra wakes up to be plagued with indecent questions like a righteous person has missed a hot night," Naqi's mind begins to unsettle. Because he knows for sure his grandfather and mother will be kepo. Cyra's only way of fishing is to tell a story. "Where Cyra is so innocent about that, I'm sure she's never had a kiss before."

Grandpa patted his grandson's back. Because it was also once easy and indeed when first they did not care about the time anywhere and whenever it continues.

Naqi chuckled as she managed to prank her grandfather.

"Berati mamih stay waiting for the grandchild," interrupted mamih expectantly.

"Praying Sajah Mam, but if it has not been given also does not matter the sign we are given time to honeymoon longer." Naqi instead chimed in mamih chat seriuz. It was as if he had unwittingly justified the husband and wife relationship.

But in his heart he wanted to say that it was just a joke. But what came out of his mouth was another answer.

"It's a mouth why can't connect with the heart anyway. Make more trouble sajah," Naqi grumbled as he struck his own mouth. "How can I explain to Cyra that she also pretends to justify that last night they did the first night." Naqi racked her brain to make Cyra want to run her lie. To make his grandfather and mother happy.

"Yes you have to eat a lot, so that later tonight you can overtime again" whispered grandfather. "Don't forget later you drink herbal medicine so add greng..." Grandfather still continued to give the undignified advice.

"It will also buy herbal medicine for Cyra so that the body is fertile, and quickly the process of fertilizing it" said Mamih eagerly.

"This cabe, it's not right, why the hell are you so happy to look for Naqi," Naqi growled at himself.

He thought about how Cyra would react when his mother and grandfather raised the disgusting question.

This morning's breakfast Naqi was more dumbfounded and thought about how he invited Cyra to work together as if they had really done dag duren and shared with each other the fluids of ingenuity.

"You're why ko seems restless, do you also want to sleep like Cyra and not have to go to the office, if you want to later set people to hendel.kandu you," bargained grandfather, thinking his grandson is also tired, if you want to arrange people for your work, because overtime all night.

"Don't Pah, don't let Naqi in the house so he can't even put Cyra to rest anymore. Let him go to the office so that mamih's daughter-in-law can rest. Preparing the stamina for later tonight," said mamih, disagreeing with the papah-in-law's plan.

"Mampus me, really mute. Grandpa Mamih actually believes that Cyra and I have grown crops." Naqi grimaced while looking down concealing her completely panicked face. "This is the weapon of eating sir, his name. Intentions want to joke with his grandfather and mother so as not to be suspected where all night why not go home. But the mouth is not filtered kebablasan in joking, so grandfather and mamih believe and think they really have made mochi dough.

Seriate...

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