Ballad First Wife
Urinary urination

"Darling for a shower. Your phone's ringing!" Salman knocked on the bathroom door.

"Who the hell is mas?Call people early." Grutu Fira while.exit from the bathroom with the body only wrapped in a towel.

"Wow.section is my wife." Salman pulled a towel that framed Fira's body.

"Mas! Necessarily" Fira reflex held onto his towel before it came off.

Salman chuckled as he walked into the bathroom.

Fira checked the call that just came into her phone. Call from the Goddess. Fira called back to the Goddess.

"Hallo. Yes Wi. What's up?"

"You'll remind me there's a morning meetinh. Afraid of mom as bad as bad luck because now you like late nights." Goddess chuckles seduces Fira.

"It doesn't really matter. Crisp." Fira immediately hung up the phone without greeting because of Dewi's different beliefs.

Must go home first. I don't bring a work shirt.

Fira again wears the subordinates he wore yesterday and Salman's jacket as his boss.

"Mas, I have a morning meeting. Bathing splinters. You have to take it.uniform at home first." Fira knocked on the bathroom door.

Salman replied by knocking twice on the bathroom door.

Fira went down and looked into the kitchen. He wants to make Salman tea. But apparently the kitchen is still empty yet filled with anything. There is only a refrigerator.

"Later to shop. If your kitchen furniture business only choose." Salman was suddenly standing behind Fira.

"Mas just ngagetin. The kitchen design is good too. I like it." Fira looked at her kitchen with admiration.

"If you design it, like it?" Salman hugged Fira from behind. He hoped Fira would like it because she was the one who designed their kitchen.

"No. Don't know either." replied Fira honestly. He did not know that Salman designed the kitchen.

Salman immediately let go of his embrace with a sullen face but Fira did not notice Salman's change. Salman knew it wasn't wrong for Fira to answer so but somehow his heart felt stuck.

"Come mas. I'll be late and the Goddess's temptation." Fira pulls Salman's arm. Fira still hasn't sulked if her husband is sulking.

Salman followed Fira out of their bari house. After ordering to the guard, they glided towards Fira's house.

Throughout the journey Salman remained silent.

"Mas, later after work we pick up Ryan huh! I'm missing." Fira was busy typing materials for the meeting this morning. Last night he didn't have to go to the hospital. After returning from the hospital, he forgot that there would be a morning meeting.

"Hem." Salman agreed with deheman.

"The boy must be happy about the new house. For his bedroom furniture, let him choose it himself can Mas?" tanya Fira is still concentrating on her laptop.

"Hem." Salman replied with deheman.

After the third time Deheman, Fira only realized that something was not right. He looked at Salman's face.

"Mas why his face? Acid on his face? I did something wrong, didn't I?" Fira's hand stretched out to touch Salman's chin. Salman brushed aside by moving his head to the side.

"Mas!" Call soft Fira. He closed.laptopnya.

"Fira apologizes if anything goes wrong. But tell me what's wrong with Fira?" Still with a soft voice. With Salman's arm touched and Fira's hand moved to shake Salman's hand at the wheel.

"Mas doesn't pity Fira? If Mas Salman is angry, then Fira prayer is not accepted you know." he persuaded.

Salman glanced at his wife's face.

"By!"

"Yes." Yeah."

"It was me who designed it myself. Because I know the part of the house you like the most is the kitchen" Salman said.

Fira frowned.

A kitchen?Why talk about the kitchen. Oh gosh.

Fira remembers Salman's question in the kitchen.

"Mas, I didn't know about it." Fira's voice sounded sad.

"Yes I know. But I don't know, it doesn't feel good." replied Salman.

"Mas, I love the kitchen. Banget. I love the same thing that designed it." Fira thrust her body forward. The cheek of Salman.

"Yes already! Don't sulk. Time is crashing." Fira pinched Salman's cheek.

"Yes already. Love again." Fira kissed Salman on the cheek again. But as his lips approached Salman turned his head. Finally, their lips meet each other.

"Ih.deh." Fira glares.

Salman chuckles.

"Eitherway. I was astonished myself. Why does it feel so weird when you say you don't like it. I'm not the kind of guy who baper easily." murmured Salman.

"That's because you love me so much."

Salman scrambled Fira's head in response to his wife's remarks.

"Until."

Fira went down and opened the fence.

"Ra, get the change of clothes. Later tonight.we're rapping again. Bring Ryan's clothes!"

"Mas I'm in a hurry. After work, then! We're here to get some clothes!"

Salman sat on the bed watching his wife changing clothes.

"Mas, why look at the old one?" Fira was caught off guard as Salman kept staring at her.

"No. It's just that you seem fat huh!" Salman got up and approached and continued to examine Fira's body.

"Then anyway? The feeling is still."

"This part. Contains more. And this is bigger and more challenging." Salman pointed at the flank and poked Fira in the chest.

"Mas, that's it. Mode aja. I'm in a hurry."

"Don't be too pretty donk that. There's Alan lo in your office."

"Eh, I usually do this too and Mas never protested. Why are you today." Fira pinched Salman's nose.

Salman muffled. He is also confused why with himself who feels careless.

"Yes, our marriage is three weeks old, right?"

"Yes! Come on, take me. Scribbles!" Fira pulled on Salman's arm which inexplicably became a catapult today and seemed dispirited.

"Thank you dear. I work first! Assalamualaikum." Fira kissed Salman's hand.

Salman kissed Salman's forehead then both Fira's cheeks and lastly gave a lightning kiss on Fira's lips.

"It's complicated" Fira chuckles. Then he opened the car door and got out.

"Darling!" Salman turned his head.

"Yes!" Fira turned.

"Don't spread charm!" Salman said with an unwilling scowl.

"What the hell is." Fira laughs in response to her husband's sudden possessiveness. He took his step back.

"Darling!!" shouted Salman.

Fira's eyes are breaking. He glanced.ke around. There were some staff who heard Salman's screams and they heard a grin.

Fira turned around and stepped back into Salman's car.

"What Mas! Don't yell shamelessly at the staff."

"Hurry home!" pinta Salman with a hopeful face.

"Yes. When it's time to go home, I'll be home soon. I already worked.I worked. The end of the morning absence."

Fira then left Salman half-running for chasing the absentee.

"Mommy's morning!" said some staff who ran into him.

"Morning." Fira nodded and replied to their words.

"Mom, slow again huh. Cepetan absent and go straight to the meeting room. Waiting for the boss because the boss will be willing to attend the mayor's invitation." The goddess reminded Fira.

Pestilent. Lose the morning to Alan. It's Salman anyway.

Fira heading for the absentee. He went to the meeting room, knocked on the door, opened it and said hello and entered. Fira lowered her head as she sat down with Alan.

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