FORCED CHEATING
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After the fierce battle won by Sofi yesterday, Ramzi was infatuated with Sofi. Every movement of Sofi's gerik always seems to invite thoughts for NGANU for Ramzi.

“My wife, you don't stay long? When you're done quickly go home.” Ramzi's message to Sofi asking permission to visit her parents.

“I want to stay overnight, Brother.”

“No can!” Sahut Ramzi's. “I can't miss a night without you.” Ramzi got up and approached while trying to nyosor Sofi again.

Sofi. Softly brush her husband's hand. “That's why I want all of you to the salon, Kak.”

“Bby. But change your clothes, I don't like the eyes of hungry men out there enjoying your beautiful body.” Ramzi stroked Sofi's open shoulder.

Ish, what the hell is this brewok? Why be positive and bucin like gini? Decak Sofi was upset in heart. She just fell silent not to feel upset that her husband had dared to arrange her in terms of dress.

“Or if you need to wear hijab shari all, baby. You must be more beautiful with clothes that close aurat.” Ramzi.

A WAAATT?

This is no longer a dream, right? Am I the mother of the congregation should wear a shari'a every day? Oh wow! Must be very sultry, there is a ketombean ntar and the smell of ketek if the heat. Hish, there's-there's this brewok! Sofi ngedumel was irritated in heart.

“Why are you quiet? You agree, don't you, baby?” Ramzi's question spread the irritated Sofi's mind. “We are looking for Muslim clothes for you to the boutique now? Mumpung weekend end, besides I have promised to buy you a gift?” Ramzi smiled as if the wife in front of him was really the wife of sholeh mawaddah warrahmah, wkwkwkwkk 😆😆

“No, I'm not ready yet. Don't make me.” Reject sofi firmly. Very disappointed look Sofi face, actually she held back the annoyance and want maki her husband, no rain no lightning suddenly told her to change appearance.

“But please think about yes. Dressing according to religious law makes women ..”

‘Kak, please. The lecture later, huh? I'm in a hurry, I have an appointment with mama.” Cut Sofi then immediately out of the room with wide steps leaving her husband just like that.

“You changed profession to be the speaker of the brewok apparently! What the fuck, talk about all religion syareat! I think he's the most real. Ish, I shaved also long time bewoknya it until the feathers idnya kalo still dare to rumbles me!

Sofi continued to grumble down the stairs to the yard until she did not realize her father-in-law had seen her strange behavior.

The curious Mr. Alatas asks the waiter to call Ramzi to meet him on the third floor.

“What did Papa call me here? Want to take a swimming race?” Ramzi landed his ass on the bench next to Mr. Alatas in front of the pool.

“Why did that wife of yours seem to leave in annoyance?” Mr. Alatas doesn't want to get stale.

Ramzi smiled instead. “I told him to change his appearance wearing syari.”

Mr. Alatas shook his head. “Your marriage seems to have made your brain shrink. You told ja** that guy dressed like that?” Mr. Alatas carved a smile of ridicule.

“Don't call Sofi that word again, Pa. she's my wife now.” Ramzi did not accept.

Mr. Alatas looked at his son in a moment.

“Be careful with him, Ram. Papa watch the end of this you are too good with him. Do you remember how he's been acting to you?” Mr. Alatas warned.

Ramzi was silent, he confirmed his father's words. He had drifted too far into the woman who had disappointed him so much and betrayed his trust. His intention of getting married who wants to teach him a lesson now even turned instead to make him a love slave of the Sofi.

“You don't let your guard down. Maybe he's planning something behind his good attitude. Remember, he and his family now have nothing.” Mr. Alatas was still staring at his son intensely, he wanted to make sure that his durjana son-in-law was likely to have ulterior intentions.

“Papa take it easy, he's under my control.” Ramzi reassured.

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The most exhausting job is to be unemployed!

Via feels saturated with his days spent alone in his rented house. Not to mention he felt the growth of all the vegetable crops he planted was very slow. It still feels that way growing. Via so impatient that makes him bored at home.

“Huh, where Yanti and Gio again nginep at her parents' house, the day after she returned. I am not in Temen.” Via drowned himself in the lounge sofa.

Suddenly he remembered the words of his mother-in-law who always insinuated him as unemployed. It is not entirely wrong to accuse her mother-in-law, although Via has agreed to Mirza's request not to work after they are married, but it feels like Bu Een is right if he is only unemployed who does not have a job that only raises his hands from the sweat of his husband.

Painful indeed the spicy talk of his mother-in-law, but somehow now Via was challenged to prove he was not like his mother-in-law was thinking.

HUUP!

Via gets up and grabs her phone on the table to contact Yana, perhaps she can help him find a job. But not yet she called Yana, the screen of her phone suddenly has raised the handsome face of her husband.

“Hah? Mas Mirza?” Kaget Via, then she immediately received the video call her husband. “Halo, Mas. Assalamualaikum says. Tumben called this hour? No longer working?” Flocked Via.

“Wa aleikumsalam.” Sahut Mirza with a face of sumringah because happy to see the face of his wife. “Kok is that dear nanyanya? Not happy with the phone?” Mirza pretended to be cranky.

“Yes not so, Mas. Tumben is at this hour when I call. Usually it is a bit late afternoon if it has finished working hours.”

“Mas was from the toilet, keep your keys dear.” Mirza.

“What? In the toilet suddenly inget me?” Via glared in annoyance, to be honest with her husband's confession.

Mirza even wider her smile. “No need to rent so dong, baby. This mas everywhere you always want you really, because your husband's heart is full of your name.”

“Ih, seduction gompal musty!” Cibir Via sebal's.

Mirza chuckled at the annoyed face of his wife. If it is near, he will surely mecubit squash his wife's nose. “You are more beautiful if you are craving, baby.”

“Emang from the sonna I am already beautiful!” Ketus.

“Hmmm, fierce wife Mirza Mahendra. So want cup cup ah, kiss a wet kiss.” Tempted Mirza still with a chuckle that made Via annoyed.

“Ih, it's not very clear! Calling this clock even said so. If no one is talking anymore, will I close? You know I want to call Yana nih.” Via is more upset because Mirza continues to tease him.

Mirza subsided from her laughter, her face turning more serious. “Why call Yana?”

“I bosen Mas at home continue.” Sudang Via's.

“Ohh, yes have gone to walk there. I told you, you can do it as long as you don't exist. Don't forget shopping, take a walk so you don't bete.” Entertain Mirza.

“I want to work, Mas. Can ya?” Via ventured to ask what they had previously agreed on.

Mirza. He really does not want to let his beautiful wife roam, or rather busy with the world of work because so worried busyness will make him forget his responsibilities as a wife. After all, all this time he was able to fulfill all the wishes of Via.

“Mas?” Tegus Via who saw her husband was still silent.

Mirza restored her hair and breathed a sigh of rage.

“Please let mejinan yes. I'm really bored at home.” Via pleaded with a groveling look. “At the same time I feel lonely alone at home, if only we did not lose our child maybe I would not be this sad left Mas left in a long time.” Continue with eyes that begin to condense.

Mirza couldn't bear to see it. Via immediately wiped his eyes.

“Where do you want to work, baby?” Ask Mirza at last.

“Yes belim tau, Mas. This just wanted to call Yana, maybe she has information.” Sahut Via's.

Once again Mirza let out a breath, this time more gently. “Yes already, do whatever it is that can make you happy, baby.” Finally broke Mirza.

Surprise via. “Truly Mas? I got work?”

Mirza nodded.

“Mas really-gener ridho?” Via reassuring.

“Iya, darling. Mas is afraid of Mas's beautiful wife is a moss if only diem at home waiting for Mas to go home in 5 months.” Canda Mirza was accompanied by laughter.

Via is happy not to play, he immediately contacted Yana after ending the conversation with his beloved husband and did not forget to say thank you with a distant kiss.

“Halo, Yan. You where? Meetings yuk!” Sapa Via was unceremoniously stale as soon as Yana received her call.

“Cannot. I'm working, Olive”

“This is the weekend, Yan!” Via wonder.

“Oh.., yes we have met lunch hour deh.”

“Ngebet really? What's up?”

“Ish, curigation to you! Ntar also knows. Yes, we met at the cafe in front of your office later. Bye!” Via immediately closed his call unilaterally making Yana even more astonished.

After dzuhur, Via immediately prepared because he did not want to make Yana wait too long. With a relaxed appearance and thin makeup did not reduce the beauty of Via during the day, he immediately took out his motorbike from the garage. And as he closed the gate, someone called out to him.

“Jengs! Jeng Isyana Sarasvati!”

Yup! The shrill voice was none other than Bujel.

Ow hell! Why else would that be someone? Wonder why I always see him.

“Where to Jeng, broad daylight like this?” Bujel approached with his pretentious style of familiarity and attention.

“You're out, Jeng.” Sahut Via short.

“Iya, I also know you want to get out Jeng. If you want to enter, it is impossible that you have shaken the gate, right?” Bujel keki's.

Via scratched his head.

Yes, yes too? Bener tuh Bujel this time. Via in the heart.

“I mean where are you going neat and fragrant like this? Hot you jeng this weather, later your skin can rub broad daylight like this wander! Going to my house yuk! We drink ice syrup ABCDE and snack pretty while talking about political issues that are crowded in this country.” Tawar Bujel with a friendly face and attention-grabbing.

Sok iyess really ni Bujel! Pake wants to discuss all political issues, like a understand!

“Corn, Jeng!” Bujel already want to move his hand Via aja until Via keget.

“Ehh, emh .. sorry, Jeng. I have an appointment.” Reject Smooth Via. “I've been waiting for. Sorry, next time.” Via immediately got on his bike and immediately drove.

“Ih, pretentious busy bangte heck!” Kesal Bujel's.

In the cafe it turns out Yana was waiting for Via. It is not difficult to find Yana his best friend because the cafe is not too crowded.

“Sorry yes, have you been waiting a long time?” Sapa Via immediately threw his butt in Yana's front seat.

“No half year yet kok.” Sahut Yana cuek while grabbing the pieces of fries.

“You're not eating?” Via asked who saw there were only warm oranges and fries in front of Yana.

“Diet!”

Laughter Via almost exploded hearing that. “Yakin?”

“Why?” Upset Yana.

“Between yok! If until next week you are still on a diet I love you a gift.”

Yana scowled, her best friend had already taunted her indirectly.

“Udah, don't talk about me. Now cepetan says, what are you suddenly asking for a meeting?” Yana is still in upset mode.

“Sabar dong, not yet I pesen eat.” Answer Via which then asks for a menu list on the server.

“So? What's up?” Yana was really curious after Via finished ordering.

“I want to talk about job vacancies. I'm still at home, looking for work.”

Gentian Yana was now the one who almost burst out laughing. “Seriously? Is Popaye ngijinin you?” Yana is not sure because she also knows her best friend from marriage is not allowed to work outside by her husband.

Via nodded. “Last-lately I've been feeling really lonely, Yan. Especially after I lost my baby, I feel very sad at the rented house just alone.” Via looked down, his face was sad.

Instantaneous mellow fruiting atmosphere. Yana grabbed Via's hand to strengthen. “You're patient yes. Sorry I haven't been able to play in your house, yes.” The regret of Jana, who knew it from the Word, could not visit her friend to comfort her.

“No papa, I'm sincere. I just want to fill the time so it is not saturated.”

Yana let go of her hand, she thought for a moment where to find a job. A moment later the food orders Via came.

“Yes, eat first. Ntar I help.”

Yana Saying. Via began to enjoy the afternoon.

“Instead in your office there are no vacancies huh, Yan?” ask Via later.

“There sag.”

“Totally? That's why I work where you are.” Via enthusiastic.

“So OB want?”

“Haish! About dong! Beautiful time gini tell so OB?” Via upset.

“Eh, OG ding! Office girl!” Error Yana. “But, aren't you a girl anymore, Liv? So it doesn't fit in my place!” Follow Yana while laughing.

“Hu! Anybody want to work there too? Ntar that you even rummage me continue!” Cibir Via continued to eat.

Yana just grinned to squirm Via who was upset. Without them knowing a man who just entered capture the moment 2 friends who are fun again joking it. the man who had just come was deliberately choosing a place a bit far away from Yana and Via.

“Try later I ask you Khusni deh! How do you know she has info.” Yana. “Yes even if I was as nice as him, but for your sake I am willing to lower my dignity and dignity in front of him.” Yana continues as if grumbling.

“Eh, what's up? How can I bring all the blessings and blessings? You guys fighting again?” Via who had finished eating so heatanaran mixed in wonder.

Yana grunts riled. “No fight anyway, just me again just the same as him.”

“Why? Dong story. We haven't talked for a long time.” Via gazing at his best friend's face reassured him that he was willing to be his place of grievance.

“Khusni comments on my weight.” Lirih Yana while looking down.

Via shock. He wanted to laugh but could not. Yana was his hobby from the first time eating. He also never cared about his weight. It's not too fat anyway, just that Yana's cheeks are indeed increasing chubby if Via noticed. According to Via, Yana is still quite ideal. But because the work is far away and often meet with important colleagues and of course also often see the clear, so start complaining with BB Yana.

Heeh.., lucky Via because Mirza never commented on her weight. In addition, Via is included among the people who are not easily fat.

“So Khusni who told you to diet?” Ask Via later.

“Neither ransacked. But I'm a baper with his comments.” Yana looks moody.

Via stroking Yana's hand trying to cheer up. While the man who was sitting a little far away from them was still paying attention.

“Then he said my cheek width kayak motor seat vespa? Kan really nyesek Liv, dengernya.” Yana muttered sadly.

At once Via smothered his own mouth so that his laughter did not really explode.

Geez, that Khusni is so! Fiancee's own time in that case? You heartless little man! But, it could also be called the Khusni, it could be as a call dear right? Vespa motorcycle seats are not ugly? Wide, soft and comfortable. Wkwkwk…. 🤭🤭

Via chuckled inwardly as he continued trying to hold back desperately not to laugh in front of the mellow Yana.

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Hm.... Who is that guy who watches Yana and Via? Don't-don't….🤔🤔🤔

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