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"What a bang Alfan, mom. He's completely insane, leaving mom in this house. I'm tired of taking care of my mom, who wants so much. Where there's no more money, it sucks". Snapping Nabila, pretty hard.

"Huuuffs.... Anyway you keep in touch with mebak Adelia, look for where bang Alfan. I don't want to loh, mom stayed with us for a long time. It is difficult for others, financial expenses also add a lot". Connect Fadly, the mantu.

"Call Adelia, tell her to come home quickly. Take mom to her house, you two are so outrageous with mom. Where do you know, if Alfan leaves mom at your house. It's blaming mom, though,". Grumpy bu Norma, upset with her son and ex.

"This has been contacted by Mrbak Adelia, but never picked up the phone and did not bales chat me. Kaya anyway, take Adelia vacation to somewhere. Just a few minutes ago, he uploaded a video and photo on the hotel. Sister Adelia, it's too much for mom and us. He's enjoying his vacation, while we're having trouble because of mom". Decak Nabila, put his phone on the table.

"Such son, your ex-sister-in-law. I don't think we are soybean, you just contact mebak Adelia. Until he replies to your chat". Fadly, direct. Why, my fate is so bad? Married to Nabila, his mother-in-law was paralyzed and troublesome like this.

Ms. Norma, quietly listen to the words of her son and daughter. All this because Alfan, Tega once left me at the house of Nabila and her husband. Shame on you, watch out Alfan. The child's disobedient policy, lying to his own mother.Batnya ma'am Norma, restrain his anger.

"All this happened, because of Alfan's bang. Married to Devi, rich no, poor yes. Eat mbak Adelia, can take care of mom and not bother us". Nabila, furious with his brother's attitude has wasted Adelia.

"That's it, I want to rest first. Mumpung work holiday, do not disturb me Nabila including mother". Fadly, passed away leaving his wife and mother-in-law.

"Mas, don't dong. I'm tired, loh.ck. It's a bitch, 'cause there's a mother in this house. My husband is often angry". Nabila said, gently stroking his stomach was already big.

"I'm sorry mom, son. Don't know, why did Alfan leave mom? Just take me tomorrow, Adelia's mom. I'm sure, she must have come from vacation. Who knows, you've got souvenirs from Adelia". Say bu Norma, make Nabila sparkle instantly.

"True ma'am, must be expensive souvenirs". Sahut Nabila, smiling and impatiently waiting for tomorrow. "Rezeki you son,". He muttered slowly, not forgetting to caress his stomach again.

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Elsewhere, Bimo enveloped his wife's innocent body. The next morning they'll check out of this hotel, eyes fixed on the cell phone on the table. Again Wulan, who contacted him and directly blocked his number directly.

Bimo, stand up and head towards the balcony of the room. Enjoying the view from above, his eyes glanced to the side of the balcony of the next room. A blonde woman, broke her arms with a man and went inside.

When the woman, turned around and looked fixedly at Bimo. From there, he looked and was very familiar from the side.

"Jevita,". Lirih Bimo, surprised to have not met him for a long time.

"God! Bimo, is that you?" Juwita looked surprised, approaching himself towards Bimo who used the balcony wall only.

"Hmmm...Long time, well, we didn't meet". Bimo said, smiling.

"eeee...Yeah, how's Bim doing?". Juwita, looks restless huffed with Bimo's eyes.

"As usual, I'm always good". Bimo replied, casually."Who was that man, your husband or...". Bimo, deliberately hang his words.

"I'm here, regular honeymoon equals wife". He answered Bimo, grinning.

Deggs...

Juwita's heart, throbbing pain hearing Bimo's reply. What's he say, honeymoon? So Bimo, married again. Don't-don't be the same Wulan, that cunning fucking woman. No papa anyway, suami people so kok.Binnya Juwita, smiling sweetly. "Waws... So you just got married again, Bim? Congratulations, same Wulan, right?". Juwita asked, clenching both of her hands.

"No, but same with Adelia. Keep sleeping him, inside". He replied Bimo, feeling something relieved in Juwita's heart.

"Oh, how will we eat together in the afternoon. I want to know your wife, I think turn her back on the same old wife. Which every day, terrorizes me constantly. That's why I keep your distance first, afraid of the dwarves of the destroyers of your relationship". Kekehnya Juwita, accidentally remove the button shirt at the top and show his cleavage. Damn it, why did I find out about Bimo? Because Wulan and his ex-wife, dare to threaten me. Forced to find new victims. Come on, you must be tempted by my cleavage.

"I'm sorry, it's both of us. Eat together, sometime. Yeah, I went inside first". Pamit Bimo, step in and ignore Juwita's call.

Juwita, stomping her feet is nothing yet. Bimo, not the least bit interested in him.

When Bimo, go inside and see his wife is awake while fiddling with her phone.

"Seriously play on his phone, reply to messages with who dear?". Bimo asked, sitting on the edge of the bed.

"Oh, here's the loh mas. Nabila, constantly sending messages in a row. Strange, well, when his mother did not want to be taken care of. They think I'm what, um?". Adelia, knead her temple.

"Dear, don't mind them. You're my wife, won't let them off the hook". Bimo said, landing a kiss on his wife's cheek.

"Mas, we're going home tomorrow. I thought of the garden loh, kasian bi Syria back and forth to water the garden in the back". Adelia's great-grandson, persuaded her husband. "I've kept my promise, how many rounds as long as tomorrow comes home. Bimo, I'm not breaking a promise, right?".

Bimo, the more he eyed the mimic of his wife's face. "Yes, we're home tomorrow, baby. You take it easy, your beloved garden rather than this mas. I'm not going to say anything, believe in your husband's words". Bimo, pull both cheeks Adelia.

"Ouch...It hurts, just the bottom". Adelia's boyfriend, her face red.

"Well... Though mas want more, mumpung and hotel and nothing to disturb". Whisper Bimo, directly grabbing his wife's lips.

Adelia's hand, around her husband's neck. Just the same, giving the green light to her husband. There is a sense of pleasure, Bimo through his action and eat the body of his wife again.

Juwita, biting her lower lip as both heard the village-han echoing from the next room. Still heard from the balcony of his room, just using the wall to the chest and the fence up to the top.

"Surely Bimo, very mighty in bed. Where is a PNS, teaching at Junior High School. Duh...So want rasain, the veined stem Bimo". Juwita murmured, leaning against the wall while fantasizing about playing with Bimo. Not even his hands, entered the sensitive valley and there was a sigh.