AMONG THE 3A
CHAPTERS 177. MARKINGS
One month later.
The city weather on the northern coast of Java is so hot that workers in the abah residential area complained. Not usually this extreme, although warehouses and workshops equipped with large fans in some parts still do not reduce the heat that comes.
"Den Mas, ga sultry what does work on the terrace so. Yes even now the front porch is installed with curtains and equipped with a fan is still hot" chirped workers on Alex.
"Married so, let have AC born bathin. How to be hot, look at his wife is really beautiful, adem always is .. Where Non Aiswa when talking, geez ice cream cake, soft," said Alex.
"Lex, be careful. Later Den Mas denger, berabe his business," advice Mang Sapri.
"Den Mas is now possessive ... Non-Aiswa is taken care of really, really," said the female worker.
"Ehhem," Joanna's voice.
"Non, don't say yes, khilaf."
"Where is he brave, looking for face? gih," fierce Alex.
"Eh sorry ya bujang weathered, pretty one face, expensive maintenance. There, work eating blind pay. Guard what? if the night sleeps mellow, kesian Abah and Boss Mahendra donk, pay you but ga use," Joanna said no less spicy to Alex.
"Here Lu, try saying again. Panco dah, or what's my fight," challenge Alex.
"Ga embarrassed? fight girls, cih." Joanna waltzed away.
"God!"
"Lex, already, Joanna ko ladenin. That little boy," Mang Sapri's task is to divorce the two.
"Jo," call Amir to Joanna.
"Yes Den Mas" said Joanna running out of the barn.
"Jo's busy?"
"With Den Mas, isn't Miss going anywhere, what's the need?"
"You ask for help buy donk fruit, cold pineapple with rujak ya. Baby, what do you want? and Joanna bought it" asked Amir to Aiswa who was sitting holding a tab in the recliner.
If he used to work with the employees at the workshop. Since Aiswa's presence, her study room moved to the front porch where she had installed curtains on each side, with teak chairs for guests and a recliner for Aiswa when designing or lecturing online.
"Buy juice can't be Bii?"
"May darling ... strawberry? with?"
"Es strawberry cream, that's it," said Aiswa continued his activities.
"Hear Jo? all for you too. Put on the motorbike and ask Rohi for the money" Amir told Joanna.
"Darling, please get the money out of my wallet," asked Amir to Aiswa.
"It's Jo, thank you very much."
Joanna received a one hundred thousand note from Aiswa and she went on Amir's Vario motorcycle, buying the employer's wish.
A few minutes passed.
Amir continued his work. He found awkwardness in the stock reports that are minus and plus. He calls Mang Sapri with Alex.
"Mang, Bang .. Can you come here for a minute?" the door is a little loud.
Both of them went to the terrace where their master was.
"This is trying to be traced to Mang and I asked for a CCTV report Bang," Amir handed an unbalanced note to Mang sapri.
"Bii, Brother Naya just sent me a message. The Qiswa design that wants to climb back up is complete yet? I revised this line Bii, try to see first," said Aiswa.
"Beauty soon," replied Amir still talking to Alex.
"I'm going to Qolbi or what?" his permission was again because Amir was still busy with both.
"I'm there, baby."
"Geez, but only a short distance" Alex whispered to Mang sapri.
"Sstt," Mang sapri placed her index finger on her lips hinting Alex to be quiet.
C-ups. Amir kissed his wife's lips at a glance as Aiswa's face looked up to him.
"What kind of patience, which one?"
"Bbw, ish." Aiswa patted her husband's arm.
"Den, my goodness. Don't make it any more sultry, "soon Alex.
"It's pretty baby, Naya agrees? if he, raise this one first, then for yesterday's race activities I send .. The rest of the preparation for launching next week alone means, please make a sketch that you think is trend in, please, I will complete the rest" concluded Amir after seeing the work of the wife.
"My tab is lowbatt Bii, my college work is not done yet " complained Aiswa.
"Wear mine, send file by bluetooth ... Bang please .. uh stay, let me, "Amir went to pick up the tab near Alex and he went back to Aiswa.
"Wake up baby."
Aiswa followed her husband's will, and he got up from the recliner.
"Sit here with me" he asked Aiswa to sit on his lap.
"Bii, the Qolbi dealings with them already?" whisper when going to sit on the thigh of the husband.
"Eh, yes .. Mang already, Bang that's it."
"Jeez Den, there's more. We watch this live sultry," Alex slurted as he pulled Mang Sapri's arm away from there.
"Haha, sorry sorry." Amir just laughed.
After their departure, Amir pulled Aiswa sitting on his lap.
"This one, the line is like this. Do not make diagonals because this angle is difficult to stitch dear," Amir drew a less than perfect line on the design of Aiswa's college project.
"This is for my job, isn't it Bii?"
"She's beautiful, for your duty. Yang Qiswa is in this tab also with the file name Qiswa 2 .. later try to see first," Amir hugged his wife, kissed Aiswa's cheek.
"Fill it now" he whispered.
"Fat Bii?"
"Dear, containing it is different from fat, hopefully, aamiin."
"What the hell is Bii?"
"That's nothing Rohi, continue your work," he said still holding Aiswa.
Fifteen minutes later.
"Non .. geez, sorry." Joanna came with their order.
"What the hell Jo, Qolbi ain't doing."
"Oh yeah, I'm always in shock," joanna chuckled.
"There's all Jo?" amir asked to see Joanna carrying a lot of toes.
"There's Den Mas, I'm also part ko. This is it, please" Joanna arranged all their orders on the guest table and went inside the house, not wanting to be a mosquito repellent in broad daylight.
Aiswa tries to get up from her husband's lap but his waist is held back by Amir.
"Before Bii, I will not taste my juice melts," whined Aiswa to her husband.
"Down-wake baby," Amir released Aiswa who began to rebel.
"Jus mix ice cream, Rohi, what's good?" amir asked when he saw Aiswa putting ice cream in his juice.
"Enak, I just tried this ... pineapple? can I have Bii?" aiswa's saliva began to stagnate, seeing Amir was very greedy eating the fresh fruit, suitable in this scorching weather.
"That's mine." Amir pulled away his cold pineapple slices from Aiswa's reach.
"Ish stingy, usually also divided, tumbens."
"Eat your order, dear, or eat fruit only" he said again. When he was about to open the package, he undo it when he saw Aiswa grab a glass of juice with his left hand. Amir held his wife's hand.
"Here, let me hold the glass."
"I'm sorry" his smile realized his mistake.
"Customized by Rohi, remember that eating is using ta-,"
He paused his speech, seeing Aiswa running into the room. Amir was chasing his wife.
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