Failing to Get Married Because of Fat
57. It's cold because of Tsamara

"Hufts. Finally done, too." Anggara muttered while dropping his body on the sofa.

Don't ask me about his appearance. The shirt has been loose since the beginning, his pants and shirt have also been rolled. His shirt was even soaked with sweat that flooded his body. Tie his waist that stifles the stomach until it comes off.

Half a day at Tsamara's house really leaves Anggara tormented. Not only physically tortured, but also psychologically.

Physically tired from doing work. While his psychic tormented because he could not bear to see the dents of Tsamara's body while helping him clean the house.

He wanted to swallow the girl alive. His charm is unparalleled. Until his weapon stood upright since then until now

Tsamara peeks at Anggara from behind the kongliong. The girl showed a cynical smile, because she was really satisfied to be able to prank Anggara.

"This is not how much. See later, surprises from me. That'll make you jump like a hot worm." Tsamara murmured hatefully.

The girl immediately passed into the kitchen. Take drinking water, then serve Anggara.

"Mas, here's the drink at first. You must be thirsty." Say Tsamara while putting a glass of water on the table. He deliberately took the position of sitting Lesehan, like a maid in order to carry out his action.

Anggara who is half-lier because of the fatigue, trying to open his eyes when treated to drinks. He saw the white water that Tsamara served.

'There is no syrup, soft drink or anything? Time is just plain water.' Inner Anggara upset.

Tsamara is deliberately only giving water. Too bad sugar if used to treat guests who have bad behavior such as Anggara.

Anggara also stretched out his hand to take the white water. But his eyes were rounded, while catching a Tsamara melon without a wrapper.

The girl had deliberately removed her bra. To make Anggara more tormented.

The shirt he wears also tends to be thin, and the round collar of the piece is too down. So that his chest line is also more clearly visible.

It was truly a sight that stifled his pants. Even the top models are now nothing compared to Tsamara.

"Mas, why just hold it. Drink dong. Or do you like drinking water? Water is good for health." It was clearly Tsamara with a slightly gurgling voice. And it was a success that made Doni even more.

"Yes, baby." Reply Doni with a raucous voice. Because it resists the turmoil in the chest.

Tsamara quietly glanced and saw, Anggara's red face that was like a boiled crab. He tried to hold back the laughter in his heart. Because satisfied with the ex-husband.

'Sukurin! Tormented your eyes, seeing the twists and turns of my body. That's why don't be a man. The revenge of the woman who was hurt was far greater than the science of shamans.' inner Tsamara fiery.

"Mas, I'm staying behind first huh. In a minute, we're gonna pick up Soffin."

"Awhile?" Anggara repeated, and Tsamara nodded her head.

"But I want to be alone with you."

"That could be next time. Because my sister's business is much more important. Only my family would accept me for who I am."

"Who said only your family accepts you for who you are? I also accept you for who you are.

"Ah, behind your words. If you accept me, it is not what it is. But there's what. Duh, shame me mas, stink like this. I'll take a shower."

Anggara is really made to die, by the words of Tsamara that does have a point. The girl immediately got up from her seat. But his wrists were quickly choked by Anggara.

"wait. I'm coming with."

Tsamara chuckled, before finally answering.

"This house is small. The bathroom has only one. If you want to wear it, you have to replace it. Who wants to shower first? Me, or you."

"Can't we take a shower together?"

"In my bathroom the pool? Yeah, well, then I take a shower first." Tsamara breezed away towards the bathroom.

"Ah, fuck-shit! Why did I just let go. If I don't let it go, every day I get to hang out with him every day. Then if it's like this, I'm sorry too." Anggara grabbed her hair in frustration.

"My weapons have been upright since then. It's a torture, because there's no place to let go." Anggara continued to rummage indistinctly. It makes Tsamara even more eager to avenge her.