Badboy My husband
~Konyolan chairman Aodra 67 Chapter 6•
After the Altar put Aisha to sleep. Altar is intending to go to the headquarters of his motorcycle gang, where he has hardly visited for a long time.
Slowly he took his motorcycle out of the garage and pushed it out of the fence so as not to disturb his wife and others.
The altar sighed, put on its helmet and immediately put its sport bike away.
A few moments later he was at the base.
"Well, just came the boss, I think want to be sold the headquarters," said one member.
"Gue's busy, there's only this time" replied the Altar sitting down.
"Busy unboxing, the head mother," Cakra and Kendra said simultaneously.
The two people getting death gazes from the Altar made Kendra and Cakra grimace.
"Where are you going to talk about what?" ask Altar. Actually he did not want to go to the headquarters but was told because there was an important need to be discussed, inevitably the Altar had to come and leave his wife who was in the hospital.
"About your racing money, we-we can't possibly share it with the kids out there who need to eat, without a boss," Marwel said.
Marwel was appointed as treasurer in Aodra because he was smart to daydream and count.
Altar massaged his forehead. "gini problem that is important to talk about? You can get through the message!" altar Ngegas.
"Geez boss, we also want a good boss" said another member.
"Yaudah-yayea, how? I follow you on aja," chirped Altar.
Marwel explained it.
"Ok, do you agree?" ask the Altar, and only be nodded by them.
"Yaudah, I unplug," said the Altar wearing his jacket, as he wanted to leave Vier holding his hand.
"Lo stay first napa? The chairman must have slept, will not be nyari lo, I want to say something also important," prevent Vier.
The altar breathed. Forced he had to stay some time first at the headquarters and then go home, he also did not want to disappoint his motorcycle gang friends.
they tos each other's glasses of alcohol.
"Aodra is still jaya!" they shouted together while sipping alcohol.
"Jaya," said the lazy Altar.
Unknowingly the Altar continued to add to his drinking. So that made the four friends lose their way to prevent it.
"Udah Tar, my God," stop Cakra, put back a glass of drink on the table.
"Take him home!" pinta Kendra, the Altar.
"Pake Marwel's car, yes" said Evan.
The altar brushed off the hands of Evan and Kendra who were pardoning him. "Gue can go home alone anjir," he said, with a bolt he approached the bike.
Altar drove his motorbike, did not forget to do drugs to his four friends.
The four of them patted the eel and quickly served the Altar from behind using Marwel's car.
"Gosh that's the kid, who told him to drink alcohol who the hell's anjir? I already know his son ego-ego alias issued his true nature when drunk," said Evan.
"We don't pay attention, and forget that he's in other places" replied Cakra.
"Don't get him to the police for driving around without a shirt" said Vier, biting his fingernails, anxious for his chairman and best friend.
"You show off her Japanese bread" replied Cakra.
Suddenly the Altar stopped in a quiet place, the man got off the motor, his friend there growled in confusion.
the four friends glared at the Altar laying his body on the asphalt.
The four of them even laughed not forgetting to record the ridiculous behavior of the chairman.
"It's not my friend" said Evan, holding his stomach in pain, mostly laughing.
"Outside of Nayla's prediction" chimpal Cakra.
"Cepuin to the head of the weh," pinta Vier, not fast to see the Altar that sleeps in the middle of the road is odgj.
It was a bit late so no other rider saw it just four humans sontoloyo.
"Udah, let's get to the car" Kendra's teardrop wiped her tears.
Together they lifted the Altar's body into the car. Vier will be carrying the Altar bike.
They arrived at the Altar house.
Vier rang the bell constantly, thus getting his friend's tampolan.
Moments of sound from inside the house, marked that someone will open the door.
Chequek!
the door opened and Aisha was seen with her pillow face.
Aisha who had difficulty opening her eyes, immediately perfectly rounded to see the condition of her husband who was very messy and chaotic, disheveled hair even more not wearing a top.