Love on the verge of suffering
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Ghava also stepped his feet to suck the stairs one by one to the bottom floor of a shop that is not too big. Even the bed in the ruku was only two, and one place to watch TV, and it was not too big. However, Ghava felt in this place delicious, comfortable, and at home. Even though it is noisy with the cake tools that are clashing and cozy but that is the same.

The sound of laughter was heard from the inside of the first floor, where there was also a place for gasket and another room was made into a kitchen.

"The appearance of the doctor Alwi has come," Ghava's inner self, who, though he was first acquainted with and engaged in conversation with the doctor Alwi, has memorized his voice.

"Here there are those who sell time machines?" ghava asked as soon as he walked into the room where the people were gathering. Well, it's obvious it's a question of niceties, where try that time machine.

As told, everyone who was enjoying lunch turned to Ghava who was standing in the doorway. "What time machine? Who's kayaking in doraemon?" zifa asked confused by Ghava's question. And of course in welcome a crisp laugh from Ghava because he had managed to make Sifa curious.

"Eh Ghava, join Va, have lunch first so you can think clearly, and about the time machine can be found in the movie seekers of God." Alwi, who knew Ghava was just a fad, immediately shifted his seat for Ghava so he could eat together.

"It just so happens that my breakfast schedule was ten o'clock Doc, and until now still full.

Where at this time only half twelve, of course Ghava's stomach was full. Where he had eaten a lot more cake.

"So the hope is already in double yeah, Bang?" sela Beni's.

"Yoi, I want to play the same two pounds I'm sorry he's quiet. Mba was at lunch there, so the King and the Queen would take care of me" Ghava replied by taking over the milk bottle that the King was breastfeeding with his henchmen. Sisri gave the King's bottle of milk and let Ghava hold it. After the milk is gone. Ghava also took his phone and took two pictures of babies playing hand-to-hand, the beginning of both are not sleeping, but not crying each other. After photographing the two babies, Ghava now replaces selfies with two babies who are called her bangs. Yes, because he was after his Tantenya and hoped that his words were a prayer received by God.

Zifa who had finished eating and washing dishes that she used also approached Ghava who was cool to take pictures with her bangkanya.

"Uluh..., pounding Aunt in the photos, do not want Dek in the potoin if there is no baby," said Zifa with a bed beside the Queen while Ghava beside the King. Fad traits also appear in the brain of Ghava, men who were in the smping King also took selfies with Zifa and also the King and Queen in their midst. Zifa also did not know that Ghava took a picture of him who was cool to smell the smell of his body.

Furthermore, the photo of King and Queen Ghava made a prosil photo in his whasap contact.

The man had guessed that soon his phone will certainly be crowded with notification messages and calls. I don't know for Ghava he seems very close to these two twins.

"Yes, the Dek you want to get a gift, ask for a gift that is expensive Deck, like a private jet that is," whispered Zifa by playing the hand of the Queen.

"If you want a private jet you have to get a tantenya first dong," replied Ghava with a blink of his eye. But it was again countered with two widened eyes Zifa.

"Hehehe. Fa joked, You should be immune to the ears, because I'm the one who likes to joke. Bener as expected that Ghava said that his phone in the bag of pants reads no stop. Messages asked each other who the baby was in her profile picture.

[Ghava is whose son? Baby that's not your son, is it? Ghava, don't you joke, whose son is that? Your brother is great immediately get a bonus of two, which widow are you pepeting? Funny thing. Ih, gaol. The rich driver.] That is an example of a message that many people ask.

However, what surprised Ghava was that there was a message from Abas. People who have never sent a message either ask the news or other trivial things, which shows that they know each other [Ghava is whose child? Emot Love a lot] It was a message that Abas wrote, heartbroken Ghava immediately think a no-no. "Was Abas asking this because he was too eager to have a baby or because there was something else]

"Fa," call Ghava to Zifa. "Look!!" The man also showed a row of messages asking for a photo of the baby he was profiling in his watsap message.

Zifa raised her head, and narrowed her eyes to look at the object she was looking at. "Well... Did Ghava post a picture of the King with the Queen?" zifa asked in shock, seeing the number of messages she read, and on average asked who the baby photos were on her profile.

"Based on ignorant, people think their children are," said Zifa when reading a chat from a person named Mamih.

"Hahah biarin, bair on his finger work," replied Ghava ignorantly. Then Ghava's fingers danced with a wiggle typing the first reply he replied to Ghava's message. [My son Bang] replied Ghava with emot love as well. Then the next message is that the other men reply by using emot love all, there is one love and there are those who use a lot of love.

So many people are excited, because just put two photos of the baby, how about he put a photo where he was with Zifa and in the middle of them the King and Queen, he said, it could be a lot of things, especially Mamih and Vienna. Let the photo of Zifa, King and Queen be the consumption of priadi ajah.

Elsewhere Abas continues to look at the photos of the twins made a profile photo by his second sister number. "This isn't a photo from Google, who is this child? Is it possible true what Ghava says is that this is the son of him, "inner Abas.

The man instead became unfocused with his work, where he focused on two photos of twins who were very beautiful and handsome.