CEO of Gondrong That, My Husband.
The Keki That Still Continues

Dara put her earlobes attached to the bathroom door. He was getting more anxious because Bagas no longer heard his voice. There is only the sound of a water tap that turns on while there is no activity if Bagas is in the middle of a shower at this time.

"Oh my God, Mas Bagas' time was so frustrating just because he couldn't eat duren now?" Dara raised both hands to pray, reciting a prayer she had memorized. But then he scratched his head.

"Why do I read prayer to eat?" dara asked, apparently he was praying wrong.

"Bagas Bagas?" call Dara slowly. There is no lawfulness. "Fix, Mas Bagas is suicidal!" Dara took a swing, he meant to break the bathroom door like the scene he often saw in the movies.

In fact, the door was not locked. He even fell to the floor with Bagas agape bathed in foam all over his body.

Dara looked at Jeki who was standing up ready to challenge the world with his mouth increasingly open. While Bagas still did not believe his vision when the flower-patterned mini dress was revealed to display strawberry-patterned underwear. But in Bagas's eyes the thing even changed motive.

"Duren?" mummified Bagas.

"Bagas Bagas!" Dara closed her eyes and closed her thighs. He quickly got out of the bathroom leaving Bagas who immediately woke up and returned to the bathroom again.

"Jeki, please just now loyo just don't tense up, pity brother." sigh Bagas frustrated.

Dara sat on the bed with her face still in severe shock. He had just seen a long-circumcised object. The thing that makes Dara so not karu-karangan. Among the horror also deg-degan. Why suddenly Nyai virgin feels twitching down there.

Dara immediately pulled the blanket up to her head. Hope Bagas does not need to go up to the same bed, or if possible let Bagas in the bathroom only until the day after tomorrow.

Dara wants it anyway, but unfortunately, the dreamer who often dreams of it lately, now has come out with bare chest. Bagas keki feeling increasingly become-so see Dara who is already like an invisible creature. Only the chest bulge that made him sure, under the blanket that had closed up to the head was Dara.

"Witha, I give you time to prepare for two weeks" said Bagas who was still upset while kicking slowly the legs of the virgin who was still wrapped in a blanket. "Eh, no, one week and a half, over two weeks, the Jeki can spray haphazardly again. My loss." nagging Bagas. Dara did not hear because the girl had completely covered both ears with a pillow.

"Okay, I consider it a deal. Anyway one week and a half you are still insensitive too, do not mistake me if I love stimulant drugs!" threaten Bagas again. Because there was no answer from Dara, he laughed with satisfaction. Because that means Dara would agree.

Bagas went to the closet on the left side of the room. He grabbed a T-shirt and shorts that he used to sleep in. Then with a quick movement, he grabbed his expensive phone then pointed the camera at Dara.

His status on one of his social media accounts became Bagas's bedtime for the night. Captions:

Virgin ting ting again vows pocong!

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The next morning, Dara woke up earlier than Bagas who was still loyal to the bed. He immediately prepared breakfast and then took a shower as soon as possible, avoiding Bagas which is still strange according to Dara to this day.

"I'm leaving first. Afraid to miss the bus." Dara immediately grabbed the briefcase after previously he prepared the first Bagas work suit complete with a suit. Not forgetting she put a tie of her hair for her husband's hair.

Dara stepped cheerfully, passing the security who had been engrossed with the radio. They greeted him warm. Dara replied to them with a smile as well as a wave of hands.

"Why is Mr Bagas not with his wife?" ask one of the guards whose clothes buttons have been asked to be removed because they can no longer withstand the heavy burden of the stomach of the security guard.

"But I like Neng Dara the most, not like other residents who are arrogant amit-amit." defend one of the other security with the hat upside down.

"Oh, that's it, husband." They elbowed each other when they saw Bagas go down alone without Dara.

"Good morning, Mr. Bagas. Oh yeah, how sweet not semangkannya semalem?" ask one of the security that was asked last night by Dara two pieces of watermelon.

"Less round semangkanya. There's no analog!" sahut Bagas.

"Lha, is there a watermelon that has an analogue sir? just like a PlayStation stick." They giggle amusedly.

"Well, hang up." Bagas again, this time the guards could not help their laughter.

"So kangen bali analog watermelon at home." sigh one of them again. Already that morning they so discuss watermelon that has analogues.

What kind of discussion is that?! grunts Bagas who became upset himself.

Bagas again hit the steering wheel he was driving towards the office. Hopefully this morning he can see Dara is still asleep so he can steal a little chance, but it turns out the plan still does not go smoothly. The god of bokep didn't seem to give the correct clue last night.

But he was a little touched when he saw Dara already serving breakfast on the dining table for him. Also preparing work needs such as a work suit is also a purple hair tie, making Bagas look unyu-unyu.

Bagas did not want to use that thing, but for the sake of duren with Dara he would wear whatever his wife gave him.

Be along the corridors, elevators and as he passes through the lined workbench before he reaches the door of the room, he becomes the center of attention. Some giggled amused, some held back stomach pain because from earlier WC employees have not been cleaned by Bu Tukiyem who was half a century old but still wanted to be a cleaner WC. Loh, what's the connection?

Bagas walked in with a big stare that he deliberately showed Dara.

"Morning, Mr. Bagas." said Dara, who was only greeted by a small speech from the gentleman.

Dara smiled happily, looking at the hair pigtails she had placed earlier worn by Bagas.

"Pak Bagas, we have regular activities visiting the company branch in Bandung next week." Dara reminded Bagas while reading the schedule.

Bagas rounded his eyes. He will split duren in Bandung!

"agree! and do not forget our covenant semalem!" sahut Bagas full of twinkle of happiness.

Dara frowned.

What agreement did we make last night? Dara sat inwardly as she continued to stare at the astonished Bagas who had been dancing by himself in the room.

"Pak Bagas, why is the kesambet not finished anyway?" muttered Dara annoyed. Bagas doesn't care. He only cares about one thing: bringing Jeki and Nyai ting ting together as soon as possible.