After Wedding (Panji And Echa)
CHAPTER 23

The first time Echa who had woken up. Last night's effect fought for the second time. Imagine her husband tirelessly pounding her for almost three hours. Echa felt her body getting heavier to get up.

Fortunately, he lived in an apartment. Try if it's in his village, it's definitely the talk of left-right citizens. Usually he wakes up chicken in his hostel. Or if the workday he woke up the speaker from the mother. The girls lined up in front of the bathroom carrying their toiletries. Because the bathroom is only two.

Echa blinked her eyes, from the curtains of their room was already seen the reflection of bright light. Echa re-spread his body. His head stared at the still slumbering figure beside him. Her lentic fingers walk through beautiful sculptures named husband.

"Awwww ..." chirping Echa. How not, his fingers were glazed on Panji's lips. The man bit his fingers.

"For my wife," a wet hoarse voice grinned little. Plus a flirtatious look made Echa laugh.

"Here," The banner pulls the Echa waist closer. Echa's head was transferred to her husband's shoulder.

"Mas, I'm tired." whispered Echa.

"Dear, I'm tired too." The distance between their faces is getting closer.

"Thank you for the proof." whispered Panji.

"Isn't it my duty as your wife, Mas."

Both Echa and Panji are still engrossed in being under the covers. Their bodies are still plain and covered in white blankets. Echa first woke up, staring at the sunlight that dazzled her gaze. With the rest of his body's energy rose, although it turned out he was difficult to walk. Both of them blinked their eyes, the dazzling reflection of sunlight glaring at their eyes.

This morning Echa and Panji have cleaned themselves up. Only he complained of possession marks so clearly and so much in the left and right necks. Not to mention that under his chin looks red. Still in the room, Echa tidied her husband's shirt buttons. Panji has a meeting at a cafe with Mr. Barata.

"I want to invite Mr. Barata to our wedding" Panji said, taking his briefcase.

"Do you see that, my wife?" The banner leaned his back near the nightstand.

"According, Mas?" Echa glared at Panji while pointing to her ex-husband's work.

"Waaaw, cool work. Is it less or want to be added."

"Maas" Echa hit Panji's chest in a spoiled style.

"But you like it, right?"

"How dare I get out, my. I'm coming home from work so you want a wedding dress fitting?" said Echa while cleaning her wardrobe. The pennant took the clothes once pulled down everything.

"No." replied Panji flat.

Echa suddenly pecked. Stopped his work and sat on the bedside. Didn't the banner say that in a few days it will prepare for the wedding. Why change again.

"What do I do, Mas?"

"You need to follow the pingitan now. Pamali's bride-to-be is wandering around" Panji said as he examined her appearance in front of the glass.

Echa took a deep breath. He was tired of the pingitan. Before marrying Panji she had already gone through that time. Now he was just waiting for their wedding reception. Time has to be pinged again. Her husband still went to the office.

"I've been in pingit time in the village. I've been your wife, my pingitan life, too. Continue how to fit if you can not get out of the house. You can't go anywhere either." Echa folded her hands over her chest. To her it was unfair she was in the pingit while her husband kept breezing out of the house.

"Sometimes you recite what the husband can say anyway? if I say you're at home, don't swindle. Especially tomorrow mother and other families will come a lot to be prepared. I work, not walk. Where is Echa who is the same as me."

"Sorry, Mas." great-granddaughter Echa.

Panji leaves for work leaving Echa alone in the apartment. Instead of him bengong mending clean up the house. Echa is still limping. It still feels not strong to be active. But rather than not doing something.

"Is this the ring for our wedding, later?" inner Echa.

Echa stared at the ring that was coiling on her ring finger. The ring his mother gave him when Panji replaced Afan.

"Perhaps soon Panji will wrap a new ring around my finger. It wasn't an impromptu ring that my mother had to pass on to me." Although actually already kepo. But he does not want to be careless about uncertain goods.

...****...

The Blessing Honey Factory.

Mia got to the office first. Many cynical gazes were pointing at him. Mia doesn't care about that. He worked as professionally as possible. As long as the banner doesn't take issue.

"We see how great he is as Theresia?" a snide voice from another staff.

"It's the same. Everywhere the secretary likes to tease her boss. There's also Mia."

"Mia's her sister's boss. It is not possible ..."

"Cousin's sister does she mah." whispered another.

Mia is actually a target for verbal bullying. From the time his papa married a woman who fit in made Sister. From the moment his papa went to jail for prioritizing Panji. It was eaten full. She had no idea when she last cried. Maybe still small, where the average girl is famous for whiny.

"Mia's mother there is a WO who wants to meet Mr. Panji" said Rini.

Mia reached into her phone. Tumben's clock this time his boss hasn't arrived. Was he with Theresia?

"Sorry, Sir. Mr. Panji didn't seem to come. How about one of the office representatives accompany you to the residence of Mr. Panji" said Mia.

"Rini, try to get Lani here." Mia ordered.

A while later Rini is with Lani facing Mia. The two girls were waiting for what Mia would instruct them.

"Lani, you know the apartment, Mr Panji?" Lani shook her head. No one knows where his boss lives.

"Later give me the address. You take them to see Mr. Panji. Understood?"

"Why not you. Aren't you the secretary of Mr. Panji?"

"You dare to argue with me? May I report to Pak Panji?" menacam Mia's.

"Here you go, Lani do it" said Rini.

"Yes too, yeah. Once a dive drink once. I was also curious as to what his wife Pak Panji was like." Inner Lani.

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If in a week I have not been able to update the Frame of love for Sarmila and After wedding, please understand. Tomorrow my husband and I will move to the city.

Moreover, Monday the child has started to enter a new school.

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