Shackles of Love, Mr. Duda
Fresh bread

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“Auwhhh!”

Arriving, Nasya immediately shouted when he was sitting in a chair. He gripped tightly his stomach that felt so wrapped around arrived. Adnan and Olin were immediately panicked to see Nasya's face was so pale with hands that continued to grip his stomach.

“Nasya, you gapapa? You why?” ask Olin panic, “Adnan, you know Nasya hah!” snaps it to Adnan.

“Adnan has not said anything Nasya Bu!” adnan replied that the instantaneous slip made Olin's eyes perfectly round.

Bugs!

“Surely earlier you wanted to say he hah!” jolt Olin again and now with a punch in the shoulder that is quite painful.

“Sshh, that's enough. Olin Nasha's stomach hurts, as if Nasya's guest came deh, sshh. Nasya wants to go to the room first.” Ringis Nasya endured the pain in her stomach.

“Who's guest? It's late, who wants to meet you?” asked Adnan whose brain was suddenly shaken because he was still shocked after being moved by his father-in-law.

At that instant, Nasya and Olin immediately looked at Adnan so sharply.

“Bantuin Nan, anterine quarry to room!” exclaimed Olin who was lazy to argue with Adnan.

“Do not Olin, Nasya can be alone,” said Nasya refused.

Nasya ran a little to endure her pain because something she felt had started seeping about her clothes. Nasya immediately went into his room to look for his bread, but somehow he broke into his closet but did not find any.

“Mr!” call Nasya who returned to the dining table to meet Adnan and Olin who seemed to be talking quite seriously, but immediately stopped when Nasya came.

“What's up?” tanya Adnan immediately got up from his seat and approached Nasya.

“Tastle bread? what is bread made for? You're still laper?” adnan asked directly frowned. Didn't Nasya say that he had a monthly guest, so why was he looking for bread? Adnan's mind is confused.

“Ikss, you don't understand! Olin no gak?” tanya nasya stared at Olin, “Punya Nasya runs out turns out, Nasya forgets Olin.” Whine with a clear face.

“Jeez Nasya, where do I have soan. In fact I have forgotten when was the last time to use that bread,” replied Olin clucked.

“Jeez, just bread right? Isn't there a lot in the closet?” adnan said he suddenly walked to the kitchen and took a box of fresh bread that will be made stock breakfast tomorrow morning.

“Nih fresh bread!” adnan gave the bread to Nasya.

“Not thatu!” pekik Nasha and Olin together.

“So you said fresh bread!” elak Adnan defended himself.

“Guard, sanitary napkin, jeez!” lamented Nasya so frustrated, “Olin does not have, Mbok also certainly do not have either. How to keep Nasya?” his whining almost cried.

Already enduring the pain, Nasya also had to endure the confusion due to running out of fresh bread.

“Fathers don't have pads anyway?” asked Adnan so foolishly staring at Adnan with his face, immediately it also made Adnan immediately delicately.

“Olin that women do not have , let alone me, Nasya!” adnan is still trying to be patient.

“Pak ... Supermarkets are twenty-four hours. Please Sir, “ call Nasya by looking at Adnan more and more clear.

“Iya Nan, you're looking for it. Poor it Nasha,” said Olin also told Adnan to buy fresh bread for Nasya.

...~To be continue .......