Love on the verge of suffering
No Need to Worry

"Fa I'm going to the room firstwell, grab a cell phone, miss it. I'm afraid something's important." Ghava returned the Queen to his Tantenya. He just remembered that his phone was still stuck in the room.

Zifa immediately stopped her activities and took the Queen from Ghava's sling. "Yes, thank you, Mas, have helped take care of the Queen," Zifa replied, taking her bangs.

"Yes, they are both even penginya every day come here to play with prospective ponakan, but what is the power there is still a lot of work. It's later noon also have to start looking for the same place Alwi, if you already live busy deh, and I guess will not meet long with this beautiful baby." Ghava made reddish cheeks because the beautiful baby was in the sun.

"Hehehe yes no anything Mas the most important doain so that the Queen and the King do not lack affection and not any confusion, prayer is better, than coming every day, every day, the fear also arises slander even if it comes every day," replied Zifa even though maybe in this environment people are indifferent to the affairs of neighboring environments, but not mean can be free, but not, keep the relationship with the opposite sex so that no talk arises.

"Ok ready for the Queen's Tantenya." Ghava saluted like a soldier. He left Zifa with the Queen.

"Jeez, this is someone who does ajah anyway, really make a call up to how many tens of times, where the message is a lot. Crazy, I've been around for a long time. Not yet the wife of ajah has been very complicated," grunted Ghava, when reading a one-on-one message. Moreover, the message from Vienna, the man opened his message to vomit. He had just this time gained a very possessive opposite sex friend. How to be a wife, can-can Ghava skinny dry.

[Darling, where are you, I worry about you baby, you tell me well, all night I can't sleep, for thinking about you, baby.] Such was the roughly rowed message sent by Vienna, whose mamih said bring such a woman who would be his future wife. It is difficult for Ghava to accept such a wife. Vienna is not the kind of woman cretiria Ghava wants. Ghava prefers and is more interested in Zifa, but it will be difficult to include Zifa in his family. Where his family is more interested in the future rich son-in-law such as Vienna and Lyra.

"Would it be that Zifa and I are in love with each other that they would enter into a forbidden and unreserved relationship" Ghava said. Vienna was indeed a successful woman with many of the achievements she achieved in her youth, but Ghava was convinced that the achievements Vienna achieved were meddling from her parents. Well, his family who had been rich from birth and his papa business that had shone, it was very easy for Vienna to realize its achievement until this very moment. Very different of course with Zifa who all he built from scratch, and had to rack his brain of profits can pay employees and can further develop his business.

The man's thumb pressed the green button when Mamih's name with a picture of her family phile called. "Ghava, you where you are, Mamih to the point of confusion find out where you are going, everyone worries about you, especially Vienna he is now the same Mamih, Mamih, your future wife from earlier cried for fear of something happening to you, dear," Era's voice in an anxious tone directly broke through Ghava's eardrum. Ghava had to keep his phone out of his ear.

Ghava rubbed the earlobe that felt itchy, because the sound of Mamihnya is unusually loud, still fortunately not damage the eardrum.

"This is why Mih? Kan Ghava has said that Ghava is working, and indeed Ghava's work is out of town, it is impossible that Ghava has to go home every day, and about the phone last night Ghav got to this place late at night, and the phone died in the cas this morning, but instead the phone was not brought to the new branch office location. The phone missed in the hotel room, where it was Mih, check the phone if the work is more," replied Ghava lazily. A little lying for the sake of good would be better than telling the truth and would make her mamahannya even more wrathful.

The man was cool with his laptop to check the development of his business reported by his men where the presentation was more promising. Graphics use applications that in the idea of swooping sharply upwards every day, and that's a sign that many people choose the application for the choice of vacation planning.

Without waiting for Ghava's approval, Eira stuck his phone out to his future son-in-law Vienna.

"Darling you again where the hell did not go home, even though Mamih Eira said we must often walk together to get to know each other more. But instead you don't go home" said Vienna, when Eira's phone was in his hands.

"And I told you, if I wanted to work. The hell time I go everywhere should report to you. I'm opening many branches for my business to grow and my target branch office can reach cities in every province, let more and more use the applications I make, and if you want to be my wife, you also have to want to know dong with my busyness," reply Ghava with a tone that even impressed jutek and seemed very lazy to respond to the question of insignificance that Vienna threw.

"Yes it's a pity you are careful there well, if the business is done you immediately go home well. I wait for you, and I love you," Vienna replied one last time, after which her phone was returned to her future Mamih-in-law.

"God why send me such a wife, Ghava's mind creeps itself with the behavior of his future wife. Her shadow marries Zifa but can instead be far from her dream.

"You listen to Ghava, Vienna is very affectionate as you should thank, because there are women who are so affectionate and so care about you. Whereas if you get someone else, he's not necessarily going to love and care like Vienna." Eira always favored his rich son-in-law.

"Yes Mih, Yes. Well Mih, Ghava has to work again, a lot of work that Ghava has to do,"

Ghava who felt his ears immediately disturbed was better to end the conversation with his mamih. After the phone call with his mother was completed and also Ghava had given news to his youngest brother. He immediately brought his work equipment and went back down. Meeting two would-be ponakanya is the best choice and certainly seeing the soothing face of Zifa would be much better than thinking of Vienna and her Mamihnya.

"Why is it so difficult to find a wife in accordance with the dream of death, even repotted with the choice of parents," grunted Ghava as he continued walking towards the bottom floor.