Sagaras
The Part 26

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"Who's the wife-to-be?" tanya Samudera who just entered her room after whining in the arms of the Elephant.

"Liat nih, MY WIFE," Gala said as she showed Sagara's cellphone screen in front of her cousin's sister's face.

"Where? nothing," replied the Ocean who frowned.

Gala also turned the flat object that was indeed the shakes had stopped.

"Yes, dead. But that's actually the letter that calls it Candidate wife, right Wan?" ask Gala to the Clouds.

"Au ih," said Awan as he raised his shoulders pretending.

The annoyed Gala saw the chuckling Clouds directly beating her with a pillow.

"Nothing if you call the future wife is not the angel of death," said the Ocean who let Gala and Clouds continue to fight on the sofa by means of pillow wars.

Crown Prince Biantara who continued to ask for forgiveness was completely ignored, among the four of them only the Ocean that never fought, because only in the ledek only the man had shouted to call his Face.

Sagara who came out of the bathroom fused his eyebrows together when he saw what was in front of him now.

"What's wrong?" ask Sagara wonder.

"The seizure of a future wife" said the Ocean innocently.

"Wife candidate? whose wife is she?" ask Sagara again.

"Kamuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu, "we answer three wealthy men would-be successful entrepreneurs simultaneously.

He who had not yet realized continued his steps toward the sofa where his cousins were, but his eyes continued to circulate to every corner of the table and the Sofa even the Clouds who were breathing were forcibly removed.

"Where's my phone?" sagara asked while throwing one sofa pillow at a time.

"Where was that?" ask back Gala who just remembered also with the flat object.

Hearing what Baby Koala said certainly makes Sagara look at the man.

"Not clay, but read on hold but now forget, Awan nih," replied Gala who instead blamed her cousin's sister who was not much different from him.

Now, it is no longer Sagara who seeks but the Ocean, Gala and Cloud also do it. Until the sound of vibration began to sound again.

"Well, the wife-to-be called" said Awan.

The messy room is now increasingly irregular until the sofa must be shifted to pick up the phone that turned out to be thrown there, somehow Gala story can do this.

"Wife candidates what death candidates call?" asked Clouds when Sagara's phone still vibrates in the hands of young men who increasingly look handsome because they are reviewing the smile.

"The future mother of my children" Sagara answered as she ran towards the Balcony room because she was almost thrown a pillow by Gala.

"The child who I have recursed DP in from the stomach of his mother belom I patentin tuh so a candidate bini," Gala's nagging because if Start from Sagara.

The Ocean and the Cloud laughed because it was in fact like that.

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"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum," said Aisyah who certainly said hello first.

Sagara did not answer, he actually bit his lower lip, it feels so beautiful when his ears now hear again the sound of Aisyah who turned out to be the same either directly or via a telephone connection like this.

"Hallo, Assalamu'alaikum, who am I talking to?" re-question Aisyah who seems curious because there were 8 times the missed call on the woman's phone.

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With your mother's future son-in-law....