FORCED CHEATING
110CONDAGE

Today is the wedding day of Om Jaka and Denaya. The marriage contract will be held at the mosque at 10am, and Via is still curled up under his blanket.

“Honey, you sick?” Mirza entered the room and touched his wife's forehead.

Via squirmed slowly and blinked his eyes.

“Are you not feeling well, baby?” Mirza repeated her question.

“Ngak, Mom. Just feel cold aja.” Via looked out the window that had been opened wide by Mirza. The rest of the rain after dawn was still leaving the cold until it made him lazy.

“We have breakfast, yuk. I cooked it.”

“What cooking, Mas? Don't tell me to cook fried noodles again ya.” Via got rid of the blanket.

“Mie boiled.” Mirza put on a big smile.

Via patted his eel. “Mie again.” His complaint.

“Ya out there are no groceries in the refrigerator, the existence of just instant noodles equal telor.”

She looked at her husband with a guilty look. “I'm sorry, Mas. I should have made breakfast. But because it was cold, after the dawn prayer I even slept again.”

Mirza melosot lay down next to his wife and kissed her head. “Nothing, baby. As long as Mas can do it, Mas will be happy to do it for you.

Via tilted her body hugging her husband. “ Unch, very sweet my husband.”

“Newly aware? Where were you yesterday?”

Via pinched her husband's chest, Mirza grimaced and retorted by tickling Via's waist until Via complained of forgiveness for being careless. For a moment they rolled up like a pair of frenzied kittens.

“Ampun, Mas. Forgive...., ticklish tau!”

“You're more amused?” Tempted Mirza with a mischievous look.

Via immediately shook his head.

“This one is amused delicious you know.”

Without having time to dodge, Via was helpless when her husband's burly body had already confined her and Mirza started landing small touches with her lips on Lehar Via.

“Mas, um what do you want?” Via tried to push her husband's body even though it was in vain.

“Mau make an amused but tasty.” Mirza.

Via held her husband's face with both hands and glared in disbelief. “It's morning, Mas. Later we are late to the show Om Jaka.”

“It's still morning, baby. Not in the morning. New also 7.” Mirza continued her act of giving a hot kiss on the lips of his wife.

Via is still trying to resist by not giving a response. “Mas, do you really want to do it?” Via asked as soon as there was a chance of passing his lips.

“So your husband was joking about this?” Reply Mirza with a gaze that increasingly implied her wish. “Again he said earlier you were cold, we exercise first morning so warm.”

Without waiting for Via's approval, Mirza's lips re-explored his wife's neck.

“Mas, Wait!” Hold Via.

“What else, baby?”

“Don't make me ashamed by leaving a trail on my neck ya.” Sudang Via's.

“Oke.”

Mirza then reduced his movement to the chest. And after the two buttons of his wife's pajamas open, please imagine for yourself the continuation of the sodara-sodara. Othornya want negokin boiled noodles made by Mirza who already mblodor so spaghetti anyway like at the dinner table.

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After meeting with Hanson yesterday, Arumi finally dated the German Bule today. Hanson was slightly surprised to see Arumi's appearance when picking her up.

“You sure you want to wear a shirt like that?” Ask Hanson.

“Why?”

“Weather today is cold.”

“The only sun that has not been nongol.” Sahut Arumi Cuek then mooed towards Hanson's car. “Bukain dong door!” Whine Arumi spoiled sok.

Hanson complied, although a little careless with the woman but this is all he did to be able to meet Sofi.

“I want us breakfast bread breztel and gulashcuppe in cafe Koestlich.” Arumi.

Hanson was also surprised Arumi tau his favorite cafe that provides German food menus. Hanson was only seriously driving while Arumi kept talking.

“After that I want you to accompany me shopping. Oh, instead of accompanying, more precisely pay me shopping.” Arumi used her own words. “I want you to buy me clothes, shoes, bags, jewelry and more. After that we have lunch and watch, then the afternoon we go to the beach.”

Hanson did not respond.

“How? You agree, right?” Arumi asked because Hanson was silent.

“Wie Du willst! (As far as you are)” Sahut Hanson without seeing Arumi.

“Good boy!” Arumi twitching flirtatious cheek Hanson.

Hanson's car continued to drive towards the first place according to Arumi's instructions. Before long they arrive at a cafe that Arumi wants. Arumi immediately grabbed Hanson's affectionate arm and asked Hanson to wrap his right hand around his slender waist.

“We're like lovers, right?” Celtuk Arumi was accompanied by a small laugh, Hanson could only resign.

The waiter immediately greeted them, and Arumi ordered the food she wanted.

“What do you want to eat, Meine liebe?” Asked Arumi in a spoiled tone after he finished with his order.

Hanson was a little strangely called that way. Meine Liebe means my love.

“Same as you.” Hanson's words are short.

The waiter left immediately after believing there was no more menu ordered. Arumi seemed very happy to be able to ngedate the same man he had long desired. Unlike Hanson, he was flat, even when Arumi asked him to take a selfie. Orah Arumi did not stop there, after the food came he asked to be bribed with Hanson.

“You can eat by yourself, Rumi?”

“Kalo I want bribed, what do you want?”

Hanson finally returned. After feeling enough, Arumi also said thank you. “Danke schon, meine liebe.”

“I appreciate your efforts. Your German isn't too bad.” Hanson said, he can now eat quietly after finishing feeding Arumi.

Arumi smiled proudly, not in vain he was aware of the dawn goggle just to learn a few German words.

“After this we watch ya?” Arumi.

“You said you want to shop?”

“Oh, did I say that?” Arumi remembered. “Yes well, if you are maksa. We shop first after that watch.” Sahut Arumi Cuek and then enjoy the drink.

Hanson was completely inexhaustible with the woman in front of him.

“Oya, don't forget our afternoon show. We'll spend dusk on the beach.”

“I don't want responsibility if you catch a cold because of your clothes.”

Arumi smiles shrugging her shoulders.

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Okay, we go back to Mirza and Via.

The cup!

Mirza presents a warm kiss on Via's forehead.

“Still yes, dear.”

“Tadi yah.”

“Say again can't you?” Mirza hugged Via.

Via smiled feeling the warmth of her husband's embrace and the masculine scent of her husband.

“Mas, I don't feel good.” Via looked up at her husband suddenly.

“Why, darling?”

“We do not help anything at his wedding Om Jaka.”

Mirza cupped her palms together on Via's cheeks. “Om Jaka and Denaya understand our situation really. Have you told me about your condition to meraka.”

“Truly, Mas?” Via was a bit surprised.

Mirza nodded. “Mas calls Om Jaka. Don't worry, they understand. Then Pak Haji Barkah will have many men who will be ready to help everything.”

“Yes, actually Mas.” Via relieved. “But do you also know, Mas? How will mother respond later?” Via suddenly worried.

“Don't think about that. I don't want to see you sad.”

Via nodded obediently even though his heart was raging, he would definitely meet his mother-in-law and he should be ready to face the words of his mother-in-law.

“Yes already, we go now dear.”

“Iya, Mas.” Via grabbed her bag on the dresser, and looked at the reflection of her and her husband's reflection from the mirror. “Eh, wait Mas!” Call Via to Mirza who wants to leave the room.

“What, dear?”

“Mas kok use batik anyway? I just realized.”

“Why?” Mirza wonder.

“Can't match with me. I think I got the wrong costume, my shirt is too open?” Via so thumbs up all of a sudden.

“Ngak, darling. After all, the marriage contract is just daunted, continue to go straight back home again family events. Yuk, no papa, your clothes are good. Not too open, will wear a jacket in the way.” Mirza quenched his wife who didn't know why she was panicking herself.

“That, not ah. I'm gonna change clothes first. Or Mas Mirza aja change, do not use batik.”

“Eh, why was Mas even told to change? Not ah, I'll be late again.”

“Replace, Mas. That's too formal. Besides ...” Via does not link the sentence.

“Why?”

“Mas too cool to wear that shirt, later scared girls on geliatin.” Via grumbling.

Mirza chuckled at the sentence that slid just like that from his wife's mouth.

“Laughter again.” Upset Via. “Ya already if you do not want to change his clothes, shave the beard the same mustache first.” Continue Via.

“What?” Mirza glared in shock. “Aduh, plis dong my dear.”

“Mas haven't shaved in a long time? Shave now. That makes gatel know! Nih, my cheeks until red-red gini gegara behavior Mas Mirza.”

“Kok just protested now anyway? Was it kissed?” Mirza Ledek.

“Saving anyway, Mas!” Via kekeh.

“Darling, what the hell? I'm not pregnant also still your request is strange.” Mirza was a little upset by his wife's behavior.

“Finished Mas looks like macho bnaget kalo kayak that, later ...”

“Sssstt.” Mirza put her index finger on Via's lips. “Do not think strangely. “You want a girl who lives in your handsome husband too, but your husband just falls for you. Yes, don't pout anymore. Want you to wear any clothes, we're both the most compatible couple in the world defeating Kirana and Abimana, Alia and Aufar, Micah and Maxim, Nayla and Gion, Sanchia and Sall, Anjani and Mario, respectively, Alisa and Storm, Nayla and Adit, or Archi and Anya.”

“Ish, who are they?” Via wonder.

“Heum, that's the VVIP passengers who've been cruising with Delta Cruise.”

“Ha? You'll memorize and pass them all on, Mas?” All of a sudden, Via exploded in disbelief.

“Yes, and there are still a few more. But if Mas call it all later we hunt late. It's 9 o'clock more, baby. Come on, we're leaving.”

“Good.”

They finally went out of the house and ended the debate that was not how important it was. Mirza immediately pulled out the bike from the garage after putting the jacket on his wife.

Checklek

Via locked the door of his house and buried the key in his bag.

“Hey, Mas Chico Jericho and Mbak Isyana Sarasvati…! Where are you guys going? How come it's neat so?”

Mirza and Via compactly turned to the source of the voice which of course can be guessed who.

Yup! Si Jeng Jelita Manjawati or Jelita Manjalita aka Jeli aka Bujel.

“Yes, God. What other trials are these.” Wail Mirza in heart.

“Mau on condition ya?” The Bujel is getting closer and closer.

“Iya, want to go to his wedding Omnya Mas Mirza.” Reply Via tried to be friendly despite knowing the handsome look on her husband's face looks upset.

“Owh...” The red lips blush the Bujel rounded and slightly reddened so that it looks a little dramatic and half erotic.

“Ya already, if so we excuse you first yes Jeng.” Pamit Via's.

“Eh, wait a minute.” Sergey the Bujel on Via who wants to ride into the motorbike. “Nitip packin rendang same opor yes? I am not cooking today. My son is on vacation at his grandmother's house and I'm not feeling well anymore.” Bujel massaged his nape as if he really did not feel well.

Via and Mirza looked at each other. Very unique to their neighbors on this one.

“Kalo no, sambal goreng ati same gule also can. Or whatever the menu there is. Don't forget the same cake also.” Imbuh the Bujel is not giggling.

Via can't say anything. She quickly climbed into the boncer following her husband's eye cue.

“Don't forget my pesenan yes, Jeng!” Bujel yelled half as soon as Mirza's motor drove.

“Please close the gate yes, Jeng!” Reply Via was a bit screaming as well.

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