Daddy My Son's
55. Behavior of Smelly Child

"I'm coming!" Virranda follows Joe who walks to the apartment door.

"My wife, baby, you rest at home. Eat and drink a lot, and as often as possible, so that the condition of your weak body will soon recover, I do not want you to get sick again." forbid Joe. Trying to persuade gently.

"I don't want to be far away," muttered Virranda staring with a look made by mew.

"Just a moment, sa-yang. I only took my sport bike that was left behind by the dealer at that time. After that, I picked up Verrel and took him straight home. You must miss him, right?" joe is still trying to persuade.

"I've also called your house, told Aunt Arin that you're doing better. And tell him let me pick Verrel home."

"Your mother and father also came home last night. Auntie said that Mami was sick. After picking up Verrel, I'll take you home to your parents' house" he said touching Virranda's shoulders standing in front of him.

"But I still want to come. Our time together was just a little. Please! Come along? Yea?" whgek Virranda is hopeful.

"Okay, okay. You can come," Joe finally relented, nor did he have the heart to leave Virranda alone in the apartment.

"Thank you my Misua" muttered Virranda happily as she grabbed Joe's hand and linked to his fingers.

"What's? Try repeating again?" Joe squinted one of his eyes, hearing the vocabulary that was thrown out of Virranda's mouth.

"Mi-su-a-ku," repeated Virranda softly and pitched spoiled.

Joe chuckles. Said the husband who deliberately flipped through his tribe, pinned as a call his wife's affection to him, is enough to make his heart happy and flowering hear it.

The two step together, away from Joe's locked apartment door. The two interlocking hands were increasingly tightly grasping at each other. Feeling the warm streams from there, flow all the flavors that are not sufficiently described in words.

On the ground floor, we've been waiting for an online taxi booked by Joe. They deliberately do not use the Virranda car because it will bring home the motor sport owned by Joe who was accidentally left behind when buying a Virramda car some time ago.

After traveling almost forty minutes due to the traffic that was quite jammed that afternoon, the two finally arrived at the intended dealer. Joe pays the bill, then takes Virranda in without removing their hand link from the apartment.

"I want to go to the toilet. Suddenly," whispered Virranda in Joe's ear, as the two entered the dealer's lobby.

"I'm tense" said Joe, walking straight to the toilet.

"Don't wait for me here" forbid Virranda still shy and embarrassed.

"You can't be alone. I'm worried something's going on. Take it easy, I'm not going in. I'll wait for you outside" Joe promised.

Without thinking, Virranda immediately agreed. The reason, the sense of kebelt was increasingly pressing him, until he did not realize he forced the hand of Joe who was still holding his hand.

"Come, hunt! I can't take it anymore!" virranda said with a stifled voice, trying to hold all the feelings in his stomach that were vying to get out of his body.

Joe quickly followed Virranda's steps to the toilet, passing through several visitors and customer service who were chatting about their ordered car unit.

"Wait here! Don't come in! It smells!" tell Virranda to hand her bag over to Joe to keep her stuff in there.

Joe gave a small smile, seeing Virranda rush into the ladies' toilet and closed the door in a loud enough voice.

He leaned his back against the wall behind him, then started surfing with his cell phone.

After successfully entering the airline's website, the company where he worked, Joe immediately checked the flight schedule that was rearranged because of his sudden break. He noticed several names replacing him.

"Joe, I've finally found you here again" said the voice half-whispering, showing a smile of victory.

"Ayunda Aunt!" Joe gasped, the middle-aged woman had already clenched her tightly. How could he not be aware of the woman's presence? Joe's curse in my heart. He did not hear the footsteps of the woman's shoes, suddenly appeared, and had held her tightly.

"Where have you been leaning on me all this time, dear? Miss you? You don't know how my heart shreds as long as you're gone." it's getting tighter and tighter until Joe almost has trouble breathing.

"Please Tan, don't be like this. How if anyone sees us, it could be dangerous" Joe said, trying to escape. But the woman was getting stronger locking him in her arms.

"I don't care. Before you promise to accompany me tonight in a normal place, I won't let you go, dear" she said, offering.

"I can't Tan, I've been converted, I can't be like before." Joe Beer tried to explain.

"Mba Ayunda can't take my husband away," Virranda looked up at Ayunda, who was still holding Joe by her back. He closed the toilet door behind him tightly.

Joe's a little misbehaved. Although he did nothing to Ayunda, but still he felt uncomfortable when his wife was being held by another woman.

Hearing the voices of others behind her, Ayunda immediately let go of her embrace, she turned around and found Virranda who was giving a fierce look at her.

"Husband?" Ayunda again chuckled amusedly."Aren't you the pregnant woman who said that Joe was a courier?" he reminded, while approaching Virranda who was folding both hands in front of the chest.

"That's right,"

"Joe's not your husband. He belongs to everyone." Ayunda again chuckled in a mocking tone. "He's not the type of man who wants to be tied up by marriage" he added, chuckling.

Joe behind Ayunda immediately opened his mouth to interrupt Ayunda's words, but Virranda immediately stopped him with a gesture of his hand.

"Let him continue his words. It's a woman's business" said Virranda looking at her husband. Joe again clenched his mouth which was ready to refute the words of the middle-aged woman.

"You might buy it to be a husband. I can pay you more than you. Tell me what Joe's worth?! As usual, I'll pay you in full" he said.

Virranda swallowed his saliva. He knew that the woman's speech was not a figment. Joe is indeed a man who is usually bought by rich women like Ayunda, the woman before him who gives a trivial look at him.

"I knew that Ayunda had a lot of money, and could buy a lot of men including Joe. It only happened in the past. Joe is my husband. She's mine! Don't ever bother him again! Or--," pressed Virranda in his furious tone.

"Or what??" said the woman with a mocking smile.

"I will tell Mr. Johan, Ayunda's husband. I can assure you, that Ayunda will become a rascal after being divorced by Mr. Johan" Virranda replied with a smile of ridicule.

"You're threatening me?" the woman's smile disappeared immediately. His gloomy face was more domineering.

"No. I just want to say, if my family and I are regular customers at a dealership owned by Ayunda's husband, and our company always buys products at this dealership as well."

"Mba Ayunda can imagine, what I said, it is impossible to ignore by Mr. Johan."

"I'm not afraid of the threat of a smelly child like you. Just try if you dare," said Ayunda again showed a smile of ridicule.

"Well, what a pity. Older people are hard to warn. Old coconut is very good, because there are many foods. But an old woman like Mba Ayunda, should be quick to repent, before entering the family," replied Virranda would not lose spying on his interlocutor.

Joe was quite surprised, seeing the arrogant side of his wife. Apparently, the nature that likes to throw spicy words his father-in-law decreased on his wife, his inner.

"You, dare to say that to me?!" his wrath immediately raised his hand into the air.

Virranda quickly caught Ayunda's hand, then turned it back and locked it tightly.

"Akhc! Release bo*oh!! Sick tau!!" angry erang.

"If you are old, do not be pretentious with a smelly child! Sick right? Feel this again!" Virranda bent her knees that bent the woman's butt.

"Aww!! Kura*g teach son!! Watch out!!" the meaning is upset while rubbing his painful buttocks right on his tail.

Virranda laughed in satisfaction, shaking her hand, as if throwing dust out with disdain from her hand.

"Come on, my Misua, we're leaving. Enough playing around. If he's not satisfied, I can still serve him next time." Virranda pulls Joe's hand to follow him leaving the place.

Stabbing the hallway near the toilet, Virranda crouched down, grabbing the maroon-red high heels.

"Whose shoe is that?" joe asked in surprise, seeing Virranda pick him up and throw him in the trash can nearby.

"Eitherway! Maybe that stale coconut shoe!" virranda said at will, he again pulled Joe's hand to follow him.

Joe immediately remembered, when Ayunda came ambushing him suddenly, he did not hear the steps of the woman's shoes, maybe Virranda was right, that the shoes belonged to Ayunda. Joe smiled inwardly, it turned out that his wife really resembled his father-in-law in terms of being rude and arbitrary.

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