Mysterious Gus
#87's. Congregate
..."There are many things that can happen at any time without us guessing,"...
...Nafishas...
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"Assalamu'alaikum, the beautiful Clara came to the newlyweds' house, all wanting apples to match!!!"
Seeing Clara's madness, Fisha was only able to sigh. It seems, agreeing to Clara to come along was a wrong and fatal decision.
"Wa'alaikumussalam,"
"Eonni, what's with Oppa Tiam's face? The shape is really disturbing," the question of no morality is of course from Ae Ri, the girl whose face is now plastered with a lot of paper. Maybe he lost playing uno with Farel and Jong.
Not angry at Ae Ri's question, he just dropped his body on the sofa and sighed as much as possible.
Clara laughed at Tiam's condition. On one hand he pityed, but on the other he also found it funny to see him. The man looked completely frustrated and lost his way.
"The adoration of his heart, aka the Ermira, was married to him earlier. That's why she's auto-crazy" explained Clara in between her laughter, even the girl is now sitting next to Jong without permission.
Hearing Clara's explanation, Farel immediately turned to Fisha, asking for further explanation.
The clueless Fisha simply replied with a nod and a sigh. He still did not know what to do and said what to do.
"Have you eaten? Ae Ri with Mr Jong?" Fisha prefers to switch the conversation first.
"Not yet, we're waiting for Eonni to come home. Not eating yet, right?"
"Yet. Yeah, well, Eonni cook first,"
Just about to move towards the kitchen, but her husband had already prevented her by blocking her hand.
"Mandy! Jong is cooking," Farel unkindly pulls Fisha into their room and has Jong cook without her consent.
"Loh, that's her husband, the fisha, how can you walk?!" Clara asked so excitedly.
"The therapy a few months makes Oppa can walk again. Several days of therapy in Indo, Oppa foot condition is much better. Maybe because there's Eonni Fisha, so Oppa has a lot of spirit,"
Clara nodded in understanding, "Gue can see if they are in love with each other. I guess I'm just like you, right?" Clara stared flirtatiously at Jong who looked awkward.
"Mr Jong is too ordinary to know love" ridiculed Ae Ri.
Not wanting to be made into a joke, Jong chose to rise to the kitchen. He had to cook for their dinner, otherwise he could be humbled by his master, Farel.
"Eh, where are you going?" Clara got up, it seems she does have the full determination to get Jong, the 32-year-old man.
"I have to cook," explained Jong briefly and passed away without caring for Clara.
"I want a super spicy hot pot!!" Jong only heard Tiam's request, but did not reply.
Switching from the front room to the apartment owner's room, the newlyweds, Farel and Fisha. Instead of hurrying, the couple embraced.
"Sorry, Fisha was not a therapy nemenin,"
"Hm," Farel yes Farel, the man who has minimal vocabulary.
Despite the lack of vocabulary, Farel was really in love with Fisha. Although he only answered with two letters, he did not want to take off his embrace. His face cool hiding in the neck of the level of the wife, even Fisha goosebumps himself made.
"Mas, Fisha bauk. Take a shower,"
"A little while,"
"Old time, eh. Later his feet tired of standing for a long time,"
"Belgium!"
Fisha did not think about her husband's behavior. A cold snap, an indifferent instant, a flash of attention and a moment of spoiled. Exactly the incarnation of chameleons. He is sure, if they are not married now, it is certain that Fisha will be overthinking made.
"That's really fucking marijuana, anyway?! What possession, huh?"
Getting such a question, Farel immediately took off his embrace with an unhappy wrinkled face, "Sana, take a bath!"
Fisha gawking. Husband angry? Where's the harm? Why is her husband so sensitive now? Fisha did not end thinking.
"As angry?" Ask Fisha doubtfully.
"Sir," Fisha could no longer hold back her laughter with the response shown by her husband. He said he was not angry, but his face was very jutek, even now with his son he lay on the bed.
"Fisha take a bath first, if eventually they wait. Don't get angry, Mas," persuaded Fisha gently, even with a petty kiss on Farel's forehead so that the man does not further sulk.
Fisha's small persuasion turned out to be successful for Farel, evident from the man's thin smile. Seeing that sweet smile, Fisha also smiled. Her husband's smile was charming and contagious.
"less. In here?" Farel did not know himself, now he even pointed at his lips.
Fisha is certainly embarrassed by the submission that Farel gave. Angrily, Fisha hit Farel's arm and passed to the bathroom, leaving her now-fulfilled husband.
"Sorry, you are heavy with love" cried Farel still chuckling.
"Basic mode!"
"That's funny my wife" murmured Farel with his eyes closed and a satisfied smile managed to seduce his wife.
"The feeling of being left for a while. Is this really sleep?" Fisha who had just finished cleaning the body immediately found Farel who looked slumbering on the bed.
"Mass? Really sleep, huh?" Fisha shook Farel's body slowly, and it turned out that there was a sign that her husband was still alive.
"Almost," Farel replied as he pulled Fisha to a seat and dropped her head on the wife's lap.
"Ih, why pewe, anyway?! Come on out, later,"
"Aren't you the same as me?"
Fisha chuckled, "The same miss with Fisha?"
"Hm," Farel honestly replied and changed his position to sit to face the face of Fisha.
"Honestly, anyway," Fisha was really anxious about Farel's current personality, her anxious horny crest she reflexively rubbed Farel's hair.
Farel smiled, happy to see the radiant face of the woman he loved. He even enjoyed the rubbing on his head.
"I'm sorry, Fisha reflexes," Fisha suddenly felt awkward. He was not used to being so intimate with Farel.
"Why? I like you to touch," Farel said softly, drawing his face closer to Fisha's face, making his wife more and more clumsy with her behavior.
"M-mas, what?" Gagu Fisha with a backward motion to avoid.
"BANG! FISHA! HUNT'S OUT, JONG'S READY TO COOK! WHAT ARE YOU GUYS DOING, ANYWAY?! DON'T FORGET THAT THERE AREN'T JUST YOU!"
"****!" Umpat Farel upset, failed his plan.
When broken heart Tiam is very annoying and will not let him calm down for a moment. Although this was the first time Tiam was heartbroken, Farel knew that his sister's heart was in turmoil.
"No, wait for it! Come outside!" Fisha resentfully pulled her husband down from the bed and gathered in the dining room.
"You're sprained because I didn't kiss you?"
"No, don't leadekin Fisha, deh!"
"Gue knows you're newlyweds, but please be conditioned! You have another beautiful guest like me!" That welcome they got from Clara.
"Nobody told you to come, Ra. You're the one who wants to come along,"
"No morals, lo! It was my turn to have a husband, I designed. Fortunately I've met my soul mate," Clara looked at Jong who was beside her with full of puja, while being stared at looked awkward and unpleasant.
"Kayak Mister Jong would like to be with you bar-bar, Ra,"
"Don't get me wrong, Sha! My husband is ready to marry me anytime! We had a deal,"
Fisha laughed mockingly, "Right Mr Jong?"
"No, Miss. Not at all true,"
Not only was Fisha laughing for Clara, but everything was there.
"Jong won't want to be the same one whose mouth is as weak as yours" Hina Tiam.
"So, the important thing is I still have a chance, not like you are left married,"
"Damn it! I wouldn't approve of you being with him, Jong,"
"Huh, don't dong, lo! I'm doing lo, ntar, too,"
"HYUN! I'M HUNGRY, WANT TO EAT!" No need to be curious, the voice echoed not knowing itself was certainly coming from the mouth of Hyeon, the famous Korean painter who is now in a vacuum because it follows Farel.
"Oppa came on time, we were just about to start dinner," Ae Ri brought Hyeon to sit next to her, just because it was the seat left.
"Wow, hot pot! I'm in luck, though,"
"How was your day?" Farel asked while giving a piece of meat to Hyeon. It's their routine to tell stories at dinner.
"Very good. I'll be an art lecturer at the university Karaya attended,"
"It turns out we can't be separated" delighted Ae Ri.
Hyeon gave a small swipe at the girl's head, "Of course, it will make it easier for me to monitor you so as not to be naughty,"
"I'm not naughty, huh,"
"Who, Sha? Native Korean as it is," asked Clara.
"He's Baek Hyeon, who has a close relationship with my husband and Ae Ri,"
"Oh. Salken, I'm Clara. Bestay Fisha the most cakhep,"
Hyeon seemed clueless as Clara said, "Salken? Lv? A bestay? Cakheps?" Beo Hyeon's.
"Salken stands for salam know, I slang me or me, bestay is besti or best friend, cakhep is beautiful or handsome," Jong who is in charge of translet Clara's speech.
"Yeah, that's exactly what my soul mate says,"
"Oh, I'm Hyeon," that's the only response Hyeon gave. He is too shocked and does not know how to respond to the super active Clara.
"You like it, Jong? Why did he say you were his match?" Hyeon asked casually, but Jong's response was far from casual, the man had choked on his food.
"It's easy, Mas Jodoh," the tease Clara handed Jong a drink and patted him gently on the shoulder
"No, sir," Jong replied after his choking had subsided.
"Now no, watch out for you if you're going to be the same as me!"
"I'm waiting for you to be a love-worshiper, Jong," Hyeon chuckled.
"Where?" Farel's voice shifted their attention. It was as if Fisha was about to rise from her seat.
"You take a spoon, Fisha can't eat with chopsticks,"
"Hey, Miss! Eating hot pots is better with chopsticks," ledek Hyeon.
"If I can't do anything else?! It's easier to use a spoon, it can go in a lot," annoyed Fisha.
"Sit down! I bribed her," Farel pulled Fisha back to sit down and without hesitation to feed Fisha.
"Fisha can use a spoon by themselves. Shame on them,"
"They don't exist! I bribe," Farel remained steadfast in wanting to feed Fisha until she could only give up and take her bribe.
"Ck, it does not have a conscience" Hyeon upset.
"Mas Joke, I also want to be bribed,"
"You can eat by yourself. If I can't use chopsticks, I'll get a spoon" Clara can only cluck and scowl with Jong's answer.
Tiam screeched, "You don't understand how I feel," annoyed Tiam as he picked up his food and left the dining room.
"Well, howdy, Gembel?"
"Where are you going?"
"Apart next door,"
"Hey! You're in without my permission!" Hyeon shouted.
"It's also my apartment if you forget!"
Tbc...
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