
Saga couldn't help but look back when Zea sounded softly spoken, she shook her head at Zea, "don't think too much. Let it be his business."
"Whichever wife is willing to try, her husband is likable to others. Mo nyet aja angry, if his partner taken people..."
"Theories from where?" ask Saga, then the front gate is already visible.
"Mon yet it's a colony. One male can be several females." Saga continued, "unfortunately, brother is not mo nyet," kekeh Sagara directly in Zea's thud merciless.
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Zea grabbed the back of Saga's hand and stuck it on her cheek, "Ze go first. Brother don't have any intention of turning into mo nyet." His hand was still holding Saga's hand and instead played it by patting and making a fist and then banging it on Saga's palm, no matter what he meant, lack of work!
Suddenly the sweet little thing provoked an amused smile from anyone who saw. So unwilling to be silent, Saga's hand now he landed on the lips as sweet as his honey to then he kissed.
Saga shook his head, what a sweet wife, "study diligently." If Zea can be that sweet, then she retorts by landing a warm kiss on Zea's forehead.
"That's nothing to worry about anymore, bang. I'm sure, cumlaude's title will be Zea reach!"
"Aamiinu. Ojo takabur, nduk!" reply Saga provokes Zea laughter, "babang must eat first tiwul so that his tongue matches the Java."
Zea put a helmet on his head and took over the bike after the Saga went down, "bye! Assalamu'alaikum!"
"Wa'alaikumsalam."
The figure of a beautiful woman who was like a girl came out of the gate of the base with jeans and shirt not buttoned. Zea was right, Saga was worried, not worried about Luna, but instead she was worried about other men, because she could make sure, Zea would be easily liked by people.
"Wife bang?" greet an officer while closing back the gate of the base.
"Yes," nods Saga, now his hand has put a beret on the head. It was obvious that the dashing figure charismatic abi Fath's genes from him, "first, Jo."
"Ready, please bang!"
Office boy with SUV NO!
The son of the official and the son-in-law of the sultan uses a butut matic motorbike, YES!
If other people were competing to describe the flashy luxury they had, then Zea rushed to drown herself at the bottom.
Look at some hedon children who come in an exorbitant style, as if the world wants to know if he is the son of the sultan, have a high social strata than other human races on earth that have no nail compared to the wealth of God, do not care about cars dapet credit and still nyicil, do not care about snacks dapet pinjol, dapet Pinjol, what matters is style first. Debt business lately.
There is no branded brand that Zea uses other than her phone, even Zea wears a rattan bag, souvenirs from the east yesterday today.
Nothing special, maybe because he did not come like a depok lion or a sintren dancer who provoked narrowed gazes and amazed everyone. Not many people say hello because of his appearance like most students.
Everything was going as Zea wanted. Only when the lecturer introduced himself who moved from abroad, along with a beautiful face and self-identity.all began to look at Zea from top to bottom, as if judging Zea was an absolute thing to do.
Zea stuck her bag in a motorcycle hardie, then put on her bogo helmet. The warrior shoes step back Saga's matic motor inventory while looking at the rearview mirror.
Dugh!
Tittt!
"Look down woy!" Zea who had been feeling cautious from the beginning did not accept when the sound of a luxury car horn loudly screeched.
The window of the car that was fully covered was gradually opened to reveal the figure of a young man.
"Sorry" ringis the young man.
"Lo move! Our car wants to pass, "the voice that is discordant nan sewot coming from the driver's side bench.
The girl looked at Zea with her haughty eyes and a sneering smile.
"Bi," the young man scolded. "Sorry-sorry, I was in a hurry, don't look at the pan tat motor you back."
"What the hell, yank.motor he's just wrong, don't see this big car want to pass!" he cut off the lover.
Instead of advancing or succumbing to Zea without opening his helmet down from the bike, "down lo." he referred to the girl. Feeling challenged he got out of the car following Zea's request.
"Okay.lo think who you are, butut motorbike aja belagu!" he murmured while descending.
"Bi! Go ahead!" decak the young man.
"Lo sprained a machete what? lo sewot mouth very. I was wrong sewot anyway, from earlier also my motorbike was first backwards. There is no story the motor must be the same body that big..."
With a haughty reaction he snorted cynically, stared at Zea full of dislikes, "motor butut aja want to be appreciated! Don't you know who Rio is?" his reply.
Zea looked at him lazily, "Lord? The prophet? The angel? Revolution hero? Or one of the heroes I should memorize his name?" ask Zea.
Biani glared at him while Rio was already mengu lum lips looking at Zea, only this time there was a student who dared to argue full of Biani's will.
"Lo tuh, be go what to lol? You new student for sure, don't know. Next time be careful, I tell you the same, if Rio's the son of the number one man in the capital..."
Zea's face grew lazy and dimmed, not because of fear or worry, but he was really sleepy to hear this prickling sugar, this prickling, hair colored like aromanis from sugar refractory since earlier talk use urate.
Rio looked at the girl who did not have a look of fear on his face when faced with Biani, rather than fear.he actually put on a lazy face half sleepy exactly the starfish palnya the yellow box.
"Let me whisper the same lo," Zea replied casually approaching Biani, "gue doesn't care."
Now Zea's gaze turned to Rio, "wey! Lo! Put your father's car away, the state inventory is all right!" point it towards Rio's luxury car.
"Motor butut the state inventory also want to go through." Stab Zea in the seat of his bike, he turned and was about to return.
"Tomorrow tell this lo girl, if you want to be arrogant to people do not use a car from people's money.it is the facilities they love (people) you are arrogant the same who have (people), who have the same (people), not ashamed of you?! It's my car that pays, from taxes!" reply Zea turned on the engine motor, he even rummaged the engine when close to Biani.
The girl was suddenly pushed back in annoyance.
"Side, do I want to hit?!" zinc Zea. "There's a meeting here, if I'm late, I drag you in front of the commander's mother, do not scream to lol even though yourself are to lol." Zea lyrics glance and pass from there.
Biani clenched her hands, "aargghhhh, an jinnnkk.."
Zea snorted and chuckled discordantly, as if she saw a reflection of some of the famous officials' children whom she recognized. Maybe even including himself first.
Maybe if he does not remember his nature as a wife of soldiers, already Zea tonjok or he jambak Biani. But he did not want to deal with the PM. Just become a soldier's wife a week to enter the POM room, right no cihuy!
He was heavy and tired, if on campus he had to see Biani, then he then had to see Luna. Looks like Zea has to eat a lot of lunch, in order to generate extra power against Luna.
"Ngga everywhere, meet and model so. Wonderful, what sins I have." murmured as he drove the motor toward the base.
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