Nella in Action's
Mouth War

The atmosphere adorns the sun in the morning. Time for work, work with a happy atmosphere, vacation only two days.

It's sad for a newlywed like Nella. After that husband said there was a project from abroad completed. Uh.. any project, for the durian only half - the middle of yesterday - yesterday.

"Good morning everyone!" nella shouted as she descended from her room approaching the residents sitting down to enjoy a special fried rice breakfast a la Luna Sebastian Kurniawan.

"By the same day, Lala was a bit of a bitch..." Reply to Roy's last mouthful from his spoon.

"Fuck-whoso'an? Whatisit? Is it a leg slip? This is Om Roy, there you go. Lala's name was changed so strange." His Nella pouted standing in the middle of the next chair.

"That's your new name for today, how's the first night? How many rounds has it been?" said Roy and asked Nella about the events of the first night and last night.

"Obviously, um. Nothing is exciting. Round, Round what try, Om. Is she confused by this question?" On the seat next to Roy. Take the special fried rice on his plate.

"The newlyweds don't know, what round to play on the first night. Lex, explain it to your sister-in-law." Roy is heading towards Alex being pitted against black coffee in the cup because it is still hot.

"That, you know, La... Every marriage has a marriage. The first night, it is usually a durian. When going to split durian, of course the game starts with pleasure like you ice cream mukbang competition there is an initial round to the final. So the first night how many rounds are played? Relationship to make a child." Alex explains in detail.

"Oh. Just twice, why? How many times does a child have to be?" Nella understood what Alex meant, and she asked again.

"It's up to you how many rounds. According to Om, yes. Twice is not enough, if you can every day. Let's add another new occupant." Proposed by Roy.

"Huh? A timing? But.... Is it Om Edy, want every day salahin? Fears she...." Disconnected words - said the Nella. Imagining the events of last night, the heating process alone he was overwhelmed what else every day.

"Om, sure that Edy's up to it. Just so you enjoy the sensation. I hope you get a baby soon, yeah!" Roy got up from his seat and left the dining table.

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When she got to the office, Nella was still thinking about every verse verbatim from Om Roy. Footsteps have no eyes until someone standing in front of them crashes.

"Akh!" nella's head hit something, lifted her face, it turns Om Edy looking at her sharply

"What are you, daydreaming?" Question from Edy to his barbarian wife

"That's, um, uh, brother, uh, well, it's really hard to call a husband!" nagging yourself, angry at yourself.

Make Edy's eyebrows wrinkled fold. Because last night his brain was shifted, yeah.

"Call me, your Om Edy. Barbarian wife." A warm kiss for his beloved wife and the sweetest in public.

Nella seemed to want to erupt from the middle of her brain. This is why again, Om Edy used a kiss event in public right lobby as wide as a basketball court. - the inner Nella

"Om, this is a lobby not a house!" nella whispered her voice, everyone here put a sharp gaze towards the two of them

"Why? Earlier this morning, I hadn't kissed for kiss morning for my sweetest wife" he said, ignoring a pair of eyes staring at them.

"Yes, but don't get here either, kali, Om, kiss her!" protest again.

Getting into the elevator, heading to the office, the debate between the two of them is not over. Nella and Edy never thought about the situation and circumstances let alone the position where they were in one of the most embarrassing passenger lifts near them. Discussion about the durian, watermelon splits, until the sword and orange