Badboy My husband
Nambah's wife [Chapter 39]
Ilona opened her matan. And the first person he saw was, the Altar and the Cakra.
"You guys?" ask Ilona. Slowly set his mind. "Altar." Ilona wanted to smear the hand of the Altar, but the Altar quickly dodged.
"Well, I said a few times, don't touch me!" the Altar, ngegas.
"Gue just wants us to be rich first Altar," said Ilona.
"With all that, your lies?" ask Cakra. "That can't be Lona anymore. You lied to both of us!"
"Ma-ksudnya?" ask Ilona.
"Lo's got asthma from childhood, but why don't you tell both of us Lona? You think, me and what altar?"
"Gu"
"Brakk." The altar kicked the iron gurney, until there was a very loud, loud sound.
"Gue's sorry," said Ilona. "Gue just wants you two, it's just me, in my situation like this!" continued Ilona.
"Gue please, same you two!"
They both fell silent. No one responded to Ilona.
Are they disappointed? Sure yeah!
"Altar," called Ilona in her weak voice. Making the Altar.
"Please. I want us to be the way we used to be, I promise you, none of us have feelings!"
"Are you sure?" ask Altar.
Ilona just nodded stiffly.
"Ok, we could go back to what we used to."
The words of the Altar, made the girl, publish her sweet smile.
"Thank you the Altar." Ilona wants to get the hands of the altar. But on the edge by someone.
"I'm sorry Ilona" said Aisha. That person was Aisha. "Sir Altar, Ais is coming home! It's been a while, isn't it?"
Altar nodded. "Come," take the Altar, clutching Aisha's finger.
"Sir, I'm home first!" pamit Altar's.
"Cock fast! Aisha can be delivered to the driver, you stay first Altar," pinta Ilona.
"Ilona Vegetable, I want to go home with my husband!" chirps Aisha.
Ilona just snorted in annoyance, and cursed Aisha.
"Cheal fast yes, Ilona," said Aisha, waving her hand.
Aisha had no intention of ridiculing. But in Ilona's eyes, Aisha was very annoying. And it looks like Aisha is deliberately mocking him.
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"Sha," call the Altar.
Aisha who is helping Lovely cook. I looked at the altar. "Why, brother Altar?" ask Aisha.
"Let's go in the room, sister wants to say something" whispered the Altar, right in Aisha's ear.
"But, Aisha is cooking," Aisha replied.
"Just a moment, there is a beautiful bik that cooks," said Altar. "Beautiful, we went to the room first!" pamit Altar's. Pulling Aisha's hand.
Beautiful just nods.
After arriving at the room, the Altar did not forget to shake the door.
The altar had Aisha sit down. Aisha complied, without feeling suspicious of her husband.
"Sir Altar?" call Aisha. When the Altar sat beside him
"Honey," call the Altar back.
"Why?" ask Aisha.
The Altar's tongue immediately said it. Even he rubbed his face violently, hoping to relieve his nervousness.
"May we go to the sunnah of the apostle?" ask Altar.
Aisha was silent for a moment.
"Sister just a darling, if you are not ready, brother will not make a mistake" said Altar.
"Sorry sister, but Aisha is scared," Aisha looked down. Made the Altar, so feel guilty to his wife.
"You're not wrong!" timpal Alta, hugging Aisha's petite body.
"Later yes, brother! Aisha is not ready at this time, but later, Aisha will try, in order to serve the duty of a good wife," explained Aisha, returning the embrace of the Altar.
"Yes dear." The altar is smiling.
"No, no more wives, right?" ask Aisha, beyond belief.
"Eh, even that, does not enter at all in the brain of brother," Altar chirped. " But it can be in Islam added a wife? Ga sins?" ask Altar.
"In islam. Husbands can add, or polygamize their wives, to a minimum of four wives" explained Aisha. "But Aisha gamau!" Aisha is quick, pining, Altar who wants to say.
"Who wants a wife's name? Got one, a chatty wife, enough!" Altar.
"So my sister, Aisha's chatty ha?" ask Aisha. As if not with the Altar.
"No! Joking sweetie."
"These are not funny!" ketus Aisha, turned her face the other way.