DEKA'S DREAM
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"Eating I don't want you to be weak while serving me tonight," said Deka again, Arti wiped her tears and began to take her rice plate, Deka knows her wife was trembling with fear.

Deka petrified Arti holding the plate, Arti glanced at him at a glance.

"Eating the real thing," said Deka again with a sly smile.

Meaning not to answer Deka's words, he began to scoop his rice and put the rice into his mouth.

"Eemmm, sir,"

"What,"

"Is it really us that were photographed?" ask Meani.

"Of course do you think I'm doing it" replied Deka.

"Where was the photo taken, sir?" tanya Arti tried to remember the incident.

"In Bali,"

"Have we been married for a long time?" asked Arti again, Deka stared at his wife's heartbreaking face.

"Hey,"

"How long do you think our marriage contract is?" ask Meani.

"Life," replied Deka.

"How much do my parents owe me, sir?" ask the meaning again, actually Deka wants to laugh.

"You're a lot of nanya, don't tell me you forgot!" hardik Deka with his sneaky tone

"Sorry sir, I did forget," replied Arti slowly.

"Why can you forget?"

"A few months ago I had an accident sir," replied Meaning Selugu probably.

"I know it was your parents telling me back then, but your memory loss is none of my business that I know you should keep paying your parents' debts and stay my wife for the rest of your life, willingly do not want to understand," replied Deka, duh want it to feel Meaning throw this plate kegupanya his inner Arti.

"Emmm, can it be one more time sir?" ask Meani.

"What!"

"Have we ever done that, sir?" ask Meaning with heart.

"Do what," Deka pura did not understand.

"As you said?"

"What did I say?" Deka increasingly aggressively launched his ignorance.

"That's a loh," replied Arti while squeezing a squeeze of her finger, to be honest Deka wanted to laugh but for now there was no way she could do that.

"We are husband and wife right, where maybe we do not do it," Deka replied honestly, there is a sense of inadmissibility actually dihati Arti, but want how he did forget everything.

"How many times have we done it?" The meaning of the more marketing with their relationship, Deka laughed softly at the stupid question of his wife.

"Why are you laughing?" tanya Arti felt played with.

"We are married almost two years, if every day we do it you just count, pause if your monthly guests come," replied Deka origin.

"Boong, then what about your other wife?" ask Meani.

"I can ask them when you're off, there's more questions, oia right now I'm bored with them you've been off too long I want this one week you serve me full without rejection, understand," say Deka again.

"Do you have to?" ask Meaning again.

"You can choose, don't want to already know what the choice is, ahhh I have to go back to work oia do not sort of, go home from work directly with me, watch out for escape," said Deka moved from his seat and returned his work shirt.

Deka laughed again when he saw Arti left his room with a thousand questions in his mind," Ahhh funny also he, let's forget the memory also drama queen plus oonnya still attached to him," muttered Deka.

Although berberang heart Arti also followed the desire of Deka to return to the apartment that Deka deliberately bought for him to live here, Deka did not want to be too troublesome family wife.

In the car Arti is still silent, Deka continues to glance cunningly towards his wife, Want it feels like Deka laughs loosely but pity also, my wife's goodness until when you oon gini inner Deka.

"Do not be sad, usually you are also happy if you deket me," teased Deka.

"It's not sad sir, you don't like to force it, right" replied Arti.

"If you obey, you are not forced" replied Deka again.

"Will you help me restore my memory?" ask Meani.

"Of course, why don't you" Deka replied, if this guy is a good guy, why he changed his attitude.

"How many wives are there?" ask Arti, duh I must answer what this inner Deka.

"Our agreement is not allowed to interfere in my personal affairs, you just have to carry out your duties as a wife" replied Deka, Arti returned before Deka.

"Basic selfish," grumbled Arti.

"Like me, I'm rich handsome cool who can reject my charm, you should feel lucky to be one of my wives get a bonus sleep with me again," Deka replies, "Fuck," The meaning of glancing hate at her then she chose to throw her gaze out the window.

Deka parked his car in his apartment, before he had moved all Arti goods in Jakarta and taken to his Apartment, Deka hoped Arti would remember a few memories they had carved together.

"Mother lives here?" ask Meani.

"Heem, uh,"

"Then the other father's wife?" ask Arti again while serving every corner of the room where her husband lives.

"They're in their own homes, you forget I'm rich" replied the arrogant Deka.

Deka also holds the hand of Arti, when their hands touch there is another sense that Arti feels, whether it is Arti still can not understand his feelings.

"Sir,"

"Hmmm,"

"Father seriously we husband and wife, ga nipu meaning father, what we do is halal right?" ask Meani with a reddened face from fear.

Deka also told Arti to sit in his office, Deka took their marriage certificate, "You read it, it's real, it's not," said Deka, he also opened his clothes without shame, The meaning of bowing his face in shame, Deka ma cuek aja.

"Sir,"

"What, you wanna take a shower?" ask Deka.

"No, what the hell,"

Deka ignored Arti, he chose to clean himself, Arti still sat quietly in his chair again.

Deka came out of the bathroom with a cocoa shirt and sheath, actually he wanted to pray not if he was an arrogant man in the Arti.

"What do you want to pray with?" ask Deka.

"You, wait," The meaning also moved from his seat and went into the bathroom to clean himself and all took ablution water.

The meaning is ready with his face, without a word they also carry out their obligations as Muslims, there is a beautiful sense that Arti felt, if only I was his wife I would be happy, dear he is not only mine, but also my, inner Meaning.

The meaning of ensuring his listeners, Oh God is very melodious when teaching, "cook the hell he is looking at women, how do you think not deh," the heart of Arti asked again, "but he himself said that his wife was a lot,"

"Salim," asked Deka as she reached out her hand, Arti greeted her and kissed the back of her husband's hand.

"Ready I want to eat you," teased Deka as she moved from her original place, Deka went into her dressing room with a sneaky smile, Arti instead chose silence with her face still attached to her body, she said, deg degan certainly, but want not want Meaning has no choice, she must follow the wishes of her husband not if not then she must be willing with the consequences.

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