I'm a Nobody
Must Be Ready

"Yes, dear Alsava. Btw, is our wedding reception date already set and held in Indonesia, do you want or not?automatically later you will meet the ulcer and dedemit. Are you ready, Yank?." Nufail held onto Alsava's hand and looked at him.

Alsava sighed and looked back at Nufail.

"Babay, ready not ready I have to be ready. The important thing is that you are always with me holding my hand tightly, it indicates that I must be strong still there are you by my side." Alsava hugged Nufail.

"Gee! when I fell asleep, we went home in the afternoon. I don't want you to get hot." Nufail smiled.

"Yes, but we eat porridge first at your restaurant." Alsava. Restaurant owned by Nufail Indonesian food menu, so if Alsava wants Indonesian cuisine is available.

"okay." They stood. Suddenly there was a man and a woman standing right in front of Nufail and Alsava.

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Nufail and Miss Alsava?." (Excuse me, are you Mr. Nufail and Miss Alsava).Said Bule Man.

"Well, what do you need?." (Yes, what is the need?).Nufail furrowed her brows.

"I'm Robert Benedictius and this is my wife Angel Benedictius, I'm one of your business partners. Do you remember it?." (Include me Robert Benedictius and this is my wife Angel Benedictius, I am one of your business associates. Do you remember that?). Bule's man was named Robert, a business partner who was hard to find. His wife just smiled.

"Really, by chance. We'd better talk at our restaurant around here, what do you want?." (In fact, by chance. We better have a chat at our restaurant around here. Do you guys want to?). Alsava was happy, finally able to meet his business partner.

"Good idea, I have something to tell you two too." (Good idea, something I've also told you both). Robert agreed to the Alsava proposal.

(Sorry, if the author's English is a bit awkward. Hehe.).

They drove to the restaurant owned by Nufail, located only 10 minutes from the complex park.

After arriving at the restaurant, Mr. Robert and his wife were amazed by the decor and restaurant menu is equally typical in Indonesia. Then they discussed business issues that had been delayed, while Alsava and Angel discussed Indonesian cuisine. Because Angel is very enthusiastic when looking at the restaurant menu, he instead intends to be taught by Alsava to cook Indonesian food.

It did not feel like it was late afternoon, and Mr. Robert and his wife returned home. As soon as Nufail and Alsava came home, after master Robert and his wife left.

"Finally I was able to find Mr. Robert and he agreed to my proposal, well! even though it's still raw. But Mr. Robert agrees, it's thanks to my beautiful wife. Thank you, yes Yank. Mmuuuacch..." Nufail kissed Alsava's lips.

"Gee! dech custom, this is still in public place shy times." Alsava pinched Nufail's waist.

"sickness, Yank. It was not so great that his handsome wife Nufail was not stumped." Nafail said in pain and Narcissism.

"Any! even narcissistic him." Alsava patted his eel.

"I'm a handsome guy, yank."

"Yank, I'm leaving. Why so rushed?You want to hurry home, let us grow crops again. Hm." Nufail's after Alsava.

"I swear by anything, you're a piece of shit and a piece of shit." Alsava sprained and pursed his lips.

"It's the story." Nufail poking Alsava's chin.

"Ih What the hell!!." Alsava brushed off Nufail's hand.

"Yes, I'm sorry. Don't fuck." Nufail held Alsava's hand.

"Yes, dech." Alsava.

They're back at their homes. Nufail had bought them a house long before they were married. Because they want to be independent, after the Kabul Ijab event yesterday, they immediately moved.

The house is simple, but still looks luxurious and elegant. All the decoration of the house and the page and its contents according to Alsava's wishes, although Alsava himself was not aware of the problems of home decoration he occupied.

This is the house of Nufail and Alsava. If you want to stop by please...

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Until here, the author is sleepy. Time has shown 02:10. Updates are two chapters...

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