Don't Underestimate Me
Chapter 181

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The occupants of the house went into their rooms, including Arya and Gita who were staying there.

Even though he had entered the room, in fact, a couple who were in the cold war were still both silent.

Galuh put Ganesh on the bed and changed his clothes in the bathroom.

If he would usually tell Lingga to look after Ganesh while he was in the bathroom, this time he just left. Wishing her husband an understanding without asking.

The phallus looked at his wife's missing back behind the bathroom door. Actually without asking his wife, Lingga will take care of their children.

There was a notification on his phone that turned out to be an email from Burhan. As always, the monthly report that Burhan just finished is working on.

Every time he finished working on it, Burhan immediately sent his report whether it was afternoon, even midnight.

Lingga replied to Burhan. He will check the bookkeeping cafe and minimarket after the business is finished.

Burhan certainly did not ask what business until his boss chose to check it later. Shortly after, I came out of the bathroom. He immediately threw himself beside Ganesh. He gave him two sources of Ganesh's life. Not both, but one of them.

Ganesh who had begun to sleepy was quickly closed his eyes in between his suction on the mother.

Lingga noticed his wife and son despite being busy replying to Burhan. After feeling enough, Lingga did not ask the believer again.

The phallus put down his phone and went to the bathroom. Lingga's phone rang for a few seconds and clanked.

More than five minutes after her husband did not come out of the bathroom, the clanking of her husband's cell phone was heard several times.

After letting go of her son's suction, Galuh approached her husband's cell phone. He was only worried if there was an urgent interest given that it was almost ten in the evening.

Galuh squinted his eyes to see a series of messages from an unnamed number on Lingga's phone.

The two have never kept any secrets on their phones. No one is suspicious of each other because they trust each other.

But for some reason now her heart is a little tingled to open her husband's phone. Read the message from an unknown person slowly. His heart is upset not playing reading messages from someone who has been ascertained if it comes from women.

But none of the messages Lingga replied to. The message was sent a few weeks ago.

Shortly after, the bathroom door opened. Linga was quite surprised when she saw the wife was holding her phone.

Lingga let out a long breath and approached his wife. Hearing her husband approaching, Galuh put the Linga phone back on. She got up from her seat on the dresser chair.

But the Linga held him by holding Galuh's arm. Galuh stopped his steps towards his bed.

"We must speak!", said Lingga.

"Just talk to your ex or your admirer!", said Galuh.

"You???" asked Lingga. Galuh turned his face. The phallus forces Galuh to face him.

"What do you call brother? You??", repeated Galuh. I didn't answer her husband's question.

"How come you are angry with Brother?", asked Lingga looking into his wife's eyes. Galuh could not return her husband's gaze. He realized that he could not be as usual.

"Well, what's so wrong if you want us to be truly independent Yang?", asked Lingga.

"From the incident you should realize that we should be here!", replied Galuh.

"So... Actually from the beginning you do not want us to buy the land? Making a home for our little family, huh?"

"Your...!"

"Abang wants us to be independent. Understand that!", said Lingga began to provoke emotions.

"Here we are independent Bang. We're on the same roof as Mom's family, but we still have some privacy, right? Then what's wrong with us staying here?", Galuh also back to hustle.

"Oh...so forever you want to be here? If all this time my own mother, brother understood. We also take care of the mother together, no difference with the mother's own birth. But now there is a different situation! My mother also has her own family. We're..."

"Mother would not mind also staying with us bang!", said Galuh kekeh.

"What's wrong, you want to give a place to live for your wife and children? Wrong???", asked Lingga.

Galuh did not answer.

"Yes... Brother also wants to be like papa, the late father who provides a comfortable shelter for his wife's children. If you used to be unable to, Brother understood. Moderate now? Thank God we have enough fortune to just build a simple house Yang!"

"See Brother, Yang?!", Linga pulled Galuh's chin.

"What?", asked Galuh who seemed to be challenging her husband.

"You're still muddled by your opinion? Stay right here?"

I didn't answer her husband's question. In the corner of his heart, he also understood the opinion of Linga. That is true what Lingga said. But according to Galuh, being on the same roof with his mother is also not a problem.

Galuh was afraid that later his mother and stepfather would think no-no when both forced to move from there.

Because there was no answer from his wife, Lingga released his hand from Galuh's shoulder.

"All right! Do what you want!", said Lingga in the end. Galuh's chest went up and down hearing her husband's words just now.

"And about that chat, as you know! There was not a single one that Brother retorted because Brother did not care!", said Lingga who walked to the sofa. Maybe he will sleep there or choose to check the report of his business in Jakarta.

But it turns out, precisely Lingga laid himself on a sofa whose length is not comparable to his high self.

Cuffed with the arm of the sofa, Linga threw herself down and closed her eyes with her arm. Galuh rubbed his face violently.

Maybe this time I should give up. What her husband said has a point. It was the natural desire of a husband, a father who wanted to give a place to his family.

Galuh saw Ganesh who was still a henchman in his position. Finally, she approached her husband.

"Bang!", call Galuh who is squatting next to her husband's head. There is no word of anything from the Linga.

Galuh forced to pull the arm of the phallus to open his eyes. Linga grunted softly, unwilling to look at his wife.

"I'm sorry bang! Sorry, I can't understand you yet!", said Galuh. The phallus opened his eyes, but did not reply to his wife.

"Bang!", call Galuh once more. Unfortunately, the Linga is still fluttering.

Because her husband's attitude was so cold, Galuh took the initiative to start the 'activity' that her husband usually likes. Uh ... both.

The woman pulled herself directly over her husband's body. The phallus opened his eyes in surprise at his wife's attitude.

The two eyes looked at each other. Galuh took the initiative to erode the distance. The phallus did not reject what his wife did.

"Sorry!", said Galuh. There is no answer whatsoever from Lingga, there is only a yes-iya scene that they then do until both of them share emotions through these activities.

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Sham entered the room reserved for him. Glen's house is certainly much more luxurious than where he lives in the village.

Actually, Surya had asked himself to stay at his house. But, Sham remembered his brother's words. Don't waste Glen's efforts wanting to get close to him.

"Rest is Sham! Papa's room is on the side! Call papa if you need anything!", said Glen rubbing the top of the head of Sham with affection.

"Yes Pa!", said Sham. He saw the opposite room that read Zea's name. The girl directly entered her room after arriving at Glen's residence.

Maybe too tired during the trip.

Helen entered her room. Probably just as tired.

"Papa also rest!", pinta Syam.

"Yes! Happy resting!"

Syam nodded slowly. A little while later, Glen left Sham, who also closed the door to his room.

The handsome boy looked at his room which was so luxurious to him. He put his bag next to a closet with a picture of Batman.

Sham smiled looking at the frame that depicted him with Zea and Glen.

May our relationship be always good! Gumam Sham. After that, he cleaned himself up and rested.

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Yesterday no up. Either the haw is .....🤔😔

Betewe. Hopefully.still be able to continue this piece of writing. Haturnuhun 🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

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