Actually, I'm His Wife
Chapter 75 Ayana's Seduction.

"Mrs come down. Danger loh up there, what else while eating!" Sadijah who was very worried.

"Just Relax. I'm an expert at doing things like this. It's just that during my career, I rarely do things like this."

"It's really fun."

"From me who comes down, mending you who climb up." Ayana chirps while peeling young mango on top of her tree.

"But I can't climb a tree, madam."

"Yes, if you can not climb, mending you go home first gih, get the soup in the refrigerator."

"I'll take it but the madam has to go down first, yeah."

"Dijah, you know what the hard thing is. I've got the chance to take the cake."

"I'm almost done peeling the mangoes." Shouts from the top of the tree.

He was forced to leave his master on a tree. He'll be home for a little while and then come back.

"I just found out, there's a pregnant woman who's as weird as Lady Ayana." Mumbled.

When Hadijah was coming home, Farraz's car arrived just under the mango tree of his neighbor.

"Darling, what are you doing there?" Shouted Farraz worried.

"Mas! Come here, accompany me to eat ramjak here."

"Down baby, there's danger loh."

"Why the hell on telling it down. It feels good here, mas. If you don't want nemanin eat rujak here, you already do ngantor aja again there." Disappointed.

"Raz, let it go." The mother of the mango tree approached Farraz.

"Ayana is cravings. So follow his wish."

"I'm sorry for my wife, Buk. I myself was also at a loss as to why he could have such strange cravings."

"Usually if his cravings are strange or extreme it's his son's boy loh."

"Is that right, buk?"

"Yes, my daughter-in-law has weird cravings too. And the time of the birth, the boy."

Farraz smiled happily. "Hopefully buk. Once again forgive Ayana's behavior ya buk."

"I'm sorry to go to the market first. You stay here and keep your wife from jumping out of the tree." Whisper to Farraz.

"Yes buk. Again, I'm sorry to open."

After the owner left, Farraz went home to take the stairs. He would climb the mango tree to accompany his wife eating rujak up there.

"Sir, this is my side." Hadijah held out a plastic wrap to Farraz who had started climbing the stairs.

"Honey, get off yok. I'm scared, I'm really scared." The light when climbing the stairs. Farraz wished Ayana a melt and wanted to be invited down together.

"Just go down if you're afraid."

"But before I go down, let me have a good time."

Farraz arrived near Ayana safely. A moment later he saw the happy face of Ayana who had finished peeling the young mango.

"Darling this is my favorite."

"Thank you, mas." Taking over plastic from her husband's hand.

"Mas, would you?"

"No need ah, acid." Just imagining it made Farraz feel how acidic the young mango was.

"Try deh mas see first, the atmosphere is very good to see from above here loh mas."

Farraz's eyes began to look around which did look amazing looking from the top of the mango tree.

"It's beautiful, baby." Removing, the rest of the curry sauce at the end of Ayana's lips.

"Mas want?"

"Asam, most mas can't eat acid."

"Then that's a bribe dong." Handing over plastic curry sauce that has been filled with slices of young mango to her husband.

"I want a sack on my shoulder." Be afoot

"Dear heart dong. You move like that aren't you afraid of falling?" Holds Ayana's hand.

"Just relax, I'm not going to fall." Hugged the body of Farraz who some days is not liked to be embraced.

"Broast you. Can't talk too arrogant then, later can fall right."

"Yes, if I fall, I will fall in the arms of my beloved husband Farraz."

Farraz's forehead shriveled at his wife's dreadful seduction. He was really amazed, worried and upset by Ayana all day.

"The first morning angry, now even wooed." Syndicate Farraz.

"When am I angry?"

"So early in the morning."

"Where am I angry. Good thing, slander's his name, mas." Unhugging her.

"Yes, you never get angry the same. But his embrace don't let go, dear dong."

Ayana smiled, then hugged Farraz again. After feeling somewhat comfortable with their position, then Farraz fed the young mango to his beloved.

"Nake?"

"Great boy, mas. It tastes sweet, like my love for you."

"Much more sweet?"

"Rest assured. Why the hell do I keep suspecting the same me." The pura merajuk.

Farraz could only smile anxiously at the adorable behavior of his wife who had never expected it to be such an adorable water.