Elghora Deepest Relationships
Nyebelin

Still staring fixed on Elghora's face from head to toe, the man was not bored to look at the body of the cute girl beautiful beautiful gentile graceful now changed like the gang leader only, astonishing the man to sigh, sighing,

"Where do I say it later? "

Elghora who knows the way of thinking Om experienced a dead end was helped, too,

"Say if you are in a gradual process of healing, and it is better to be honest than to turn left, right, "

instantly mimic the expression of the man called Om earlier to understand him,

"What do you think the highway is?until you have to turn left turn right, "

answer nosy,

"That's mah not a highway, that's really a village gang, don't believe Om? "

the full gaze of Om,

"Are you sure you don't have a fever? "

it ends rough, though,

"Gue tonjok ya Om, again want ni cravings, non-jok his face Om nyebelin his cleft, "

tepok jidat finally made dizzy Elghora,

his lament,

"Why should my nephew? how should I reason when I return? my face, my stomach? "

Elghora glanced at the stomach as she blabbed,

"The stomach is not clear just thought, after all the stomach of a guy is not boxy, straight again, where there is no severity, it is not exciting! "

angry at Elghora,

"What did you say just now? there's no stomach you know! "

sahut spontaneous girl niece bawelnya,

"That's very clear, make no interest touch twice, once is enough and will not want to again, if nyubit mah dibudih, why not like the level of other bohai men the Om? emang Om never take care of the body yes, kok like a girl anyway, so look at it! "

decak her, decak,

"Who told you to see who? anyways you just realized already make the lips Om tired from talking muter not clear like that? "

"Where do you want to be clear, Om? there's no address, heheh, "

As a result he made complicated as well as his speech style is super active than usual, when the nurse said that the patient's condition has improved and allowed to go home, so in an instant the Om Nyebelin man took a special flight so that he could get to Castil Carligo,

Where there the whole family gathers, while now after graduating high school the body inhabited by Elghora turns out to be really a girl who is very spoiled by her family, now the long journey has stopped at a foreign airport,

Saying,

"Entering a new planet of the same time dimension but different places, "

astonished by all his words, the man did not want to respond at all to the attitude of his nephew who was experiencing critical thoughts, out of nowhere a man who considered his Om thought so, so, then in a taxi car booked online, it turns out that the winding trip was again different from Elghora's response,

"There will be many things even trouble coming is waiting for me! "

answer the Om,

"Not waiting for you, but rather waiting for me, Priyaz Zefira son of Praza Zefran, pure descendant of the creepy oldest blood, he's your Daddy, he's your, I hope he doesn't slash me with his ultimate weapon, "

nil Elghora who is now called Zefira,

"Then you're finished, it must be fun, "

back to the back seat, back,

"Oh my God, you're amnesiac but why is Mala more like her?creepy, "

his opinion that made the Om squinted one eye, his,

"If it is not creepy then it does not attract attention, is not it, anyways want to run what is really Om this man, hadepin aja directly, apert must be sorted out, "

the roar of breath seemed to be firmly stuck,

"I'd rather be frank than battered to a rolling omelette, "

sauteedly,

"The boy was eaten, "

his lament,

"The same son of his father is the same, any sister from where can also be the result of a pure duplicate print of himself like this, even the tense so add again, and again, but later when it comes to Castil Carligo will not happen any problems well, considering your Daddy has an_"

asking for an explanation, though,

"Just explain everything, I'll be your loyal listener Om, "

Reveal it,

"Well, Daddy's wife or your new Mom is Eliska Ermania, she's a widow with two children, and they're currently going to be your foster sister, the man who worked as a famous painter in this time he was your second brother, named Elzamka Ermanz, then your first brother he was the CEO of the company, Elsaka Ermanz, and your Daddy loves her so much, it's different that if you come, there'll be trouble, "

Zefira just muttered the middle head to make a man named Praka Zefran bobble his head,

said Zefira,

"Om fun yes bobbing heads, but more delicious mangosteen lo Om, try it! "

geram Praka's,

"When did this arrive? just one week in the taxi, "

Suddenly the laughter of Zephira made Praka's mind cut off, while holding Zephira's forehead, he,

"You don't have a fever but you can outwit my mind, my God don't make me afraid or worried, Zefira, emm, don't make your fourth Om be the first person to experience severe depression, okay, "

then upon arrival Praka asked Zefira to come down right on a large black gate nan high, and,The girl's gaze clung to the Om who since getting off the taxi still made herself confused by this version of her naughty niece,

the sarcasm, though,

"You want to tease Om mu Zefira? "

but the most unexpected thing can escape the sweet lips of the beloved nephew,

"You want me to pounce on your lips, Om? "

gawking in astonishment, without a second thought he did not dare to speak he preferred to enter the gate that had been opened for both of them, Zefira just tailed behind Om bawel nyebelin extraordinary, and,

gerrunny,

"The house, unlike the castle, is more like a zoo, "

Praka stopped turning her body to see the face of Zefira who since in the hospital until now still makes her ring with an attractive face teasing her heart,

touching his forehead,

"God how could I be interested in my own niece? if this is how my life is in the hands of my cruel sister who I want to stay away from, but why is this girl so different? ever since he's good at talking, he's fantastic at being able to touch someone's heart so easily, really crazy, "

Inwardly,

"He's really not good for my heart from this point on, "

ask Zefira, please,

"Om, this is castile but it's weird, it's like cake Om, "

the conversation goes on,

"Where does it look like? nothing at all, and how far you can equate me with a creepy castle like its owner, "

"If sober, how do you want it to be the same, "

"What same? "

"The nyebelin, "

"You're still in Zefira's unconscious state, "

"Are you fever Om? "

"Why ask like that to Om? "

"Because Om said that I was unconscious, think!don't people realize it can walk let alone talk em?"

"Hahhh, losing also in the end if you play a debate with you Zefira, but how did the accident happen? "

"So you said if I was unconscious, now you ask me, who's trying to get checked right now? "

"My niece is more precisely, "

"Have Om la, Om is stranger than me, "

"Well where's Zefira? "

"Everything is Praka,"

but suddenly the voice of someone broke the conversation of the two,

"When do you want to argue? old Tumben, are there any problems on your journey? "

while embracing Zefira's waist,

but within minutes Zafira immediately dodged and moved away, seeing that the second Om looked towards Praka asking for a change in the attitude of the nephew, the niece,

Ask her, her,

"You instigated her, Praka, "

Praka was astonished by the accusations of the Second Brother called him Prezan Zefran,

"Don't just recriminate the real thing_"

not yet complete explain the third brother immediately spoke up, he said,

..."You are indeed good at troublemaking, Praka, Kak Praza's pantes are always emotional if with you, now what else is my nephew, huh? "...

Zefira saw the cornered Praka but the smile of badas grin belonging to the nephew skyrocketed like a rocket seen in both eyes of Praka Zefran,

"You are indeed a copy of the creepy Praza Zefran, oh my head, "

then Zefira answered him, until his two Om who were none other than Prezan and Prague Zefran pensive for a moment, pensive,

"You want me to punch all Om, let me be more relieved! "

the two look at the change and speech Priyaz Zefira in front of his two Oms,

keluh Praka's,

"If both of my brothers had been overreacting like this, what about first brother? "

suhut sonorous Zafira,

"Just kill you, Om Praka, rather than irresponsibility, "

again Praka was made miserable with the words of her nephew, as well as the murderous gaze from inside the main door almost made Praka swallow her saliva, he said,

high intonation destroys the atmosphere, the,

"You dare me to be irresponsible huh, Praka? "

"No, sister, isn't that true? "

hanging sentences make Praza even angry emotions but within a second Priyaz Zefira cools things down,

"Om Praka Laper, want to eat, can you? temenin, cook it so let alone diiarin like this, Om Praka ayoo! "

while pulling the wrist that Praza was looking at sharply,

Gumam slowly Praka,

"Thank you for helping me, nephew, "

"There are conditions, make food dong Om, laper ni stomach, if not Om only what I eat, so can it! "

"So just play eat people, be careful if until the first brother knows the messiness of your speech, you can speed up my age, not to get old but _"

"Sleeping off without a burden, not good well Om, "

"Tukk, "

spoon blows on Zefira's forehead,

his lament,

"Auuu,, Om's sick, "

"No pain, you're completely healed, even the volume is growing more like her, "

"meaning? "

"You're fat, "

"You want me to go to Om, really, really, really, "

"May but immediately Om kiss, you are getting dimari more beautiful tau no, "

"Gombal, don't bother, "

"Entar if Om nempel even kangen Om lo, "

"Om the most beautiful, well, "

seeing the joke even familiarity of the two makes Praza surprised to be made dizzy because of the awkwardness of the Princess,

her word, her,

"Daughter changed? "