Badboy My husband
Habibati?
"Damn!" sumpat Aksa when the Altar has reached the finish first.
"Hore, our boss wins again!" vier shouted flying the flag of Aodra with the eagle emblem. When the Altar has reached the finish and behind it is the Cakra.
"Boss Congrats" said Cakra bertos on the Altar followed by another. Congratulations to the Altar.
Some time Aksa came with his other two friends.
The altar smiled slanted towards Aksa. "Say the biker gang upload, ko weak?" trivial Altar.
"Lo's cheating son of a bitch!" aksa said not to accept with his defeat. It was the first time anyone had beaten him in a motorcycle race.
"Loh, lose, lose! don't accept that dong bro," said Vier holding Aksa's body that wants to attack the Altar.
"If it's not cool, it's hard to ruin the name of the dong people!" added Evan.
"The name is also a sissy association where you can want to turn wkwkwwk," said Kendra.
Aksa's ears instantly warmed when he heard their curse. "Damn lo on the dog, I will make the same calculation lo," pointed Aksa on the Altar who is still with a smile smirknya.
"Gue wait bang," said the Altar, not forgetting to give his middle finger to Aksa.
"Party's the boss?" ask Vier.
Altar. " I think our money could be partly for the renovation of the headquarters and more we're donating to the street kids out there who need to eat" Altar suggested. " You agree, right?" ask the Altar to its members.
One by one, the members cheered in agreement. "AGREE REALLY USE BOSS," they said simultaneously.
"This part of the boss's own winning money. Why ask for permission again boss? We'll support whatever the boss says! Because what the boss took must be the best thing for us and our gang" said one of the members.
Altar smile. "Gue wants what I decide for the gang we can get approval from all of you. I'm just being your leader but not all my power that determines itself will also need your input" explained Altar.
They just understand mangosteen. It is not wrong that they have a leader like the wise Altar.
"PAPA BOSS," they said.
The altar also went from the race. He is not like before who can go home at any time, not even going home is not a problem, but now he has changed status so all his must be limited.
The altar opened the door of the room, and saw his wife who had slept well. The altar unconsciously sipped a smile. He went in and approached his wife who was sleeping on a couch. Perhaps this was the second time the Altar had made his wife wait until she fell asleep on the couch.
"Funny anyway?Sleeping aja pretty," kekeh Altar rubbed gently his wife cubby cheeks.
"Gue don't know how I feel to you, which is clear I really do not want if you why napa, you who can relieve my emotions. Just look at your face I feel very calm," said Altar.
Slowly the Altar was holding the small body of his wife's basket.
Altar with a heart put his wife's body to sleep. Don't forget to put a blanket on his wife's body.
When she was about to go her hand was held by Aisha. The altar also paused a bit of his intention to leave.
He sat on the bed, then kissed his wife a little.
"Good night habibati" said the Altar, gently wiping his wife's mane.
The altar chuckled at his burly hand held by his wife, his wife's hand looking petite and small.
Slowly the Altar let go of his wife's grasp. Then move on from there.
The altar closed the door of the room and walked into the next room where he would sleep.
He put his body on a soft bed. With shoes that he had not yet separated from his feet, even the jacket he wore he threw in every direction.
"Maybe this is how it feels after marriage? Should everyone be concerned with a partner? Is everything limited?" ask himself.
The altar looked up at the white sky of the room.