Badboy My husband
~Badboy Husband 92nd 92nd Chapter•
Altar and Aisha go to the Altar motorcycle gang headquarters.
Arriving there, all the motorcycle gang members who had not been married to the Altar whispered to each other. Ask who the girl is with the chairman?
"That's who's with the boss?" ask one of the members.
"I told you, from Marwel's, his wife's boss."
"Well, is the boss married?"
"He said that, in a matchmaking, this marriage is a secret, lo on who knows not to divulge! You know what the consequences are!" marwel.
They are on the nod.
They welcomed their leader politely. Aisha who saw him just smiled.
Even with sangar. Some are tattooed, hair shaggy, wear earrings, and have eyes, but they are all polite, according to Aisha.
"Ca aelah, finally the chairman and the chairman sir came as well," welcome Cakra.
"Sit down first, I've asked others to prepare various basic food, we just wait until it's finished and immediately gass will share," said Kendra.
Altar and Aisha nodded.
"Woi, Tono here is the chair" Vier shouted at one of the members.
One who feels called, according to taking a seat for his chairman.
"Here, boss," he said, then returned to where he was.
"Sit down, baby," the Altar commanded, Aisha simply complied.
"You're comfortable, right?" ask the altar to his wife.
Aisha who was asked just nodded. "Ais comfortable kok sak, although his face on the sangar-sangar but Ais does not matter, the important place is clean, and does not smell of alcohol," Aisha replied to her husband.
"Yes dong clean. Brother never told them to drink every night, only a certain time, and brother also gave the rules every week, the headquarters must be cleaned together," explained Altar. "So, you think, for a few days without visiting, the headquarters will be chaotic, they will not remember the rules, but thank God they never denied what you ordered," continued Altar.
Aisha smiled as she held her husband's cheeks. "It's a softboy, coddled Badboy," chuckles Aisha.
Aisha notnyan snickered the Altar, even pinching the man's belly.
"This is a public place, brother Altar!" reprimand Aisha, put her husband's face back.
Altar chuckles. He stood up and corrected his appearance.
It was very strange in front of the wife, different now that looks the arrogant side.
"Van, speakers!" pinta Altar on his best friend, Evan who was told to immediately prepare speakers for the Altar.
"Well." Yeah." Evan gave me a mic.
The altar picked it up and patted the mic, before speaking.
"Here I want to say something to all of you who are here, while waiting for the others to prepare the pot," said the Altar, thus making the ones there focus on him.
"First of all, I want to introduce someone to you." The altar turned towards his wife, the sensitive Aisha immediately stood up.
"He's my wife, Aisha, so I hope that if you see my wife alone or in danger I hope you can help her or tell me!" press the Altar, making his biker gang members on a nod. "Actually, I'm not ready to publicize my marriage. I just told you here as a member of Aodra's gang, I hope again, you can keep it a secret," continued Altar.
"Surely, boss," they shouted together.
Cakra took the mic expert from the Altar.
"You must know what the consequences are, when any of you leak it! Apart from getting out of Aodra you will also get a punishment you never wanted!" chakra Messages.
"We promise to keep this a secret. We will bear the consequences when we don't keep our word" they shouted back.
"Gue record yes, your voice on!" sahut Kendra's.
"Yes, just record it!" Spontaneously they answered. "We will take care of the national capital. Now in addition to keeping Aodra's good name, we will also be looking after our first lady!" Their promises in unison.
Aisha who heard them, just smiled. I hope what they say is real.
"Thank you, for all of you," said Aisha, cheering in joy.