Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 73rd _Capter•
"Sir Altar, why are they all hit? Though Ais who asked to buy it before, should love Ais only, not to them," Aisha said.
The altar hit his four friends, who were running errands from their chief's mother to buy seblak secretly.
"Sister can't be angry with you, so I hit him on, who told me to ask," replied Altar hugging Aisha's waist.
"Their inner, if not in the medicine I'm angry with my sister," pinta Aisha.
Altar conical pissed off. He ran to pick up the P3K box he had in the trunk of his bike, which he had always carried these days, to be wary of his often careless wife, even Aisha's other needs have been quietly prepared all, the bag is quite spacious to fill the items.
"Here, forward-forward!" pinta Altar's.
But his four friends no one wanted to move closer to him.
"Ck, you really are bastards" said the Altar, throwing cotton at them one by one.
"Look at the chief, the altar is not sincere!" oh Vier is like a boy.
"Sir Altar!"
"Yes! This sincere older brother," he pulled Vier's hand and treated, not slowly but using force so that Vier screamed as the Altar pressed his wound.
"Lebay, lo yanto," said the Altar.
"Lo, again here," call the Altar to pull Kendra's hand and treat her.
And kept like that until the four friends finished on the drug.
"Ok, is it? Take you home to the house! I have helped you" whispered Aisha.
They're shaken. "No ah, fear of our monyok again," rejected Cakra.
Aisha spread her legs to the ground. "I'm the same brother Altar, if you were willing to make me buyin seblak and you deliberately hide seb-"
"Ok, be done, chief, wait at the back door" they said compactly.
Aisha smile. "Well," she said, after which she ran to her husband who was waiting for her to come home.
"Kok, what's that smile?" tanya Altar put a helmet on the wife's head.
Aisha just shook her head, and spread her hand towards her husband, Altar was ready to lift Aisha's body.
"Sir Altar, Ais would like to stop at the park! Want to buy a gulali," Aisha's pinta hugs the Altar's waist.
"Can't your teeth hurt?" tanya Altar.
The altar just cleared its throat, making Aisha happy.
So happy to get the ice cream so that it is not vigilant, Aisha got off the motor and the end of the game is most suitable in the standard motor owned by her husband.
"Sickness," he glazed over, holding his elbow that was shaken on the asphalt.
Altar who saw him immediately panicked quickly approached his wife, even he did not keep his motorbike properly.
"You are, the descent is not careful wound," said Altar lifted his wife's body and placed it in the seat of the meatball seller. "Sorry brother! Brother can't take care of you, so rich gini deh."
The altar wiped his wife's tears and kissed her eyes.
"Mas, got alcohol and cotton?" ask the Altar to the mas-mas meatballs.
"So, hang on deck." The mas ran into his shop, and some moments returned with what the altar asked for.
"This, deck," said his mas-mas.
"Thank you, ma'am," said the Altar smiling.
The altar also healed his wife's wounds.
"Remain, hold on a minute dear," Altar ordered.
Aisha simply nodded and closed her eyes, making the Altar chuckle at her.
"Udah," said the Altar, kissing a glimpse of his wife's closed eyes. "His voice," the Altar's pinta hugged Aisha.
"You want to buy ice cream, right?" tanya Altar and Aisha.
"Yaudah, let's go lesgoo," the Altar took Aisha's hand to the five-footed ice cream vendor.
"Sir Altar, dirty Ice veil," Aisha's whine stopped.
The altar looked back, and he realized that his wife's veil was dirty, because it was wearing a white veil.
"Yes briefly! Brother carry another veil in the trunk of the motorbike" said Altar back where he left his motorbike which had been properly placed by the parking attendant.
"Still in the parking lot" said the Altar looking at his pants pocket, giving the parking attendant a hundred bills.
"Most Den, I usually just give two thousand aja." the parking lotman refused to give the Altar.
"Nothing mas, consider alma mater," said Altar menaro the money in the palm of the parking lot.