FORCED CHEATING
165NEW CAR

DON'T MISS MY WORK!!!

(sorry ye, othor's mom is a spammers!)

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The fragrant aroma of the dish that had just been served on the dining table tickled Mirza's nasal fur, her eyes twitching, her eyes twitching, slowly he woke up from the sofa of the middle room which became the place of his sleepy impingement that still wrapped his eyes after dawn. Mirza saw the work of his wife was already in the dining room, her steps were swung into the kitchen, her beautiful wife was washing dirty kitchen utensils.

Via, who was standing behind her, was unaware of her husband's arrival. Mirza smiled to see the wife, even though she only wore a negligee and her hair was still a bit wet tied sober but always made Mirza fascinated.

Crepe…

Mirza hugged Via from behind.

“Eh, Have you woken up?” Via smiled, his hand rinsing off some of the finished furniture was soapy.

“Not just Mas who woke up, but also the boim nih.” Mirza kissed his wife's arch.

Via was startled and immediately turned to look at her husband fiercely. “Do not macem-macem yes, Mas. Tell your boim to sleep again!”

Mirza instead patted his wife, the look of Via's face stiffened just like the boim down there.

“Can't we do it briefly as a morning sport?” puppy eyes Mirza gasps for understanding.

“Ngak!”

“Morning is healthy, Darling.” Mirza seduce.

“Semalem, right? My hair is not dry yet, my mother. I can be late for the office later.”

“Mas help cool down later." Mirza. "Yes yes?” Mirza brought her face closer.

“Ih, no yes no. ..” Via pushed her husband's body and wiped his face with both palms still wet. “Nih, rasain!”

“Aduh, how to face Mas diuyel-uyel anyway?”

“You want to add this? Let Mas's brain not pervert!” Via pick up a dishwasher sponge full of foam.

Spontaneous Mirza retreat. “Ampun, Darling.”

“Makanya do not nosy, I rub the face Mas pake this later let kinclong!” Via thaws while throwing a sponge into the sink.

“Teganya! You liken your handsome husband's face to a frying pan's ass!” Mirza pretended to be cranky.

“It's just a form of warning. Take that, Ki sanak!” Via mengos cuek towards the dining table.

Mirza immediately followed and took a seat at his wife's side. “Wuahh, this is like a really good darling.” Mirza's eyes sparkled staring at the menu.

She brought rice for her husband. “Iya, I accidentally cooked raw oxtail Mas.”

“My wife is a master of time.” Praise Mirza with a big smile and then scoop the rawon into his plate. “What's the tail, dear?”

“Tails tyrex.”

“Ha? Tails tirex?” Mirza's eyes were rounded.

“Ish! Just usual dong Mas, do not be surprised so.” Via sebel's. “Cow's knees, time yes tirex?” Then she gave a spoon and fork to her husband.

“Oh, thank goodness. Mas think real tyrex tails, babe.”

Via pursed her lips, her husband's reaction was so bad. Can a tirex tail be made with rawon?

They then began to eat the special breakfast menu together.

“Kok tumben Darling, we have breakfast menu heavy gini? Usually bread or ...”

“And we want to look at mom, Mas. Do you like the same rawon? We will bring it for mom yes.” Sahut Via at breakfast.

Mirza glanced at his wife. Via seemed so relaxed, he did not hold any grudges or heartache towards his mother-in-law. Mirza fell silent, hesitating to say something to his wife.

“Kok ngeliatin I like that anyway, Mas?” Ask Via who is aware of himself being noticed.

“Emh, what if Mas went alone?”

“Kok is?”

“Ya .. You're going home from work, baby. Later even tired.” Mirza reasoned.

Via stopped eating. “Not because there is another reason?” She recorded both her husband full of questions.

Mirza sighed. “Actually Mas just don't want to see mom hurt you with her words again.”

“No Papa Mas, I'm used to it.” Via reviewed a thin smile. “Lagian if Mas comes there by himself mother would add negative thinking to me.”

“Mirza grabs his wife's hand. “Honey, Mas please. I just don't want to see you hurt by mom.”

After thinking for a moment, Via finally agreed. After breakfast, he will go to the office on a motorbike.

“Send my regards to mom yes, Mas.” Say it before you go.

“Iya, Darling. You be careful yes, tell Mas if there is anything.” Mirza Message.

Via nodded then kissed the back of her husband's hand and said hello soon passed.

After the death of his wife, Mirza took the initiative to clean the house because Via woke up very early and immediately cooked did not have time. Mirza did not want to see his wife who was tired of working all day later returned home still had to be tired of taking care of the house.

Mirza's activities stopped before noon, he also took a break while reaching for his cellphone to want to call his mother first. But after weighing for a moment, it's good he just came to count for a surprise. Mirza prepare.

Ting tung …

There was a bell from the front.

Ting tung …

Once again the bell rang, it seems that the person who was ticking was not very patient.

Mirza walked quickly ahead while grumbling who the very impatient guest was.

“Za, you're in dalem right...?”

Before reaching the door, Mirza immediately knew who the guest was. Mirza immediately opened the door and found her magical look.

“Tadaaaa.... surprise ......!” Said Om Jaka with a big smile while pointing at a small car parked outside the fence.

Mirza frowned in wonder. “Whose car, Om?”

“Yes your car, car time Udin!” Jaka keki.

Mirza gawked, then walked up to a car that was still very shiny full of stars was so kinclongnya.

“This new car?” Mirza wasn't sure.

“Iye new car, your car.” Reply Om Jaka proudly.

“My car? How can?” Mirza was still astonished.

“Yes can do it, I bought it for you! And take your money, hehehe Om Jaka cengenesan.

“Pake my money is the same Om Jaka?” Mirza suddenly glared.

“Iye. Wh why? Yes, you don't have to worry about it. I know how you want to say thank you to me, right? Just relax, I'm good and attention is equally yours, so you don't have to overdo it. I know you're not going to show room, right? That's why I deliberately buyin and choose the right one for you. You like the car, right?” Om Jaka nyerocos praises himself still with his confident magical look.

“Kok Om didn't say the same to me? I haven't talked to Via?” Mirza is upset, it feels like she is angry while looking at the look of her ignorant Omnya.

“Halah, don't tell me also the Via would agree, he is the type of wife who is obedient.” Shame Om Jaka lightly.

“But..”.

“Shouldn't use but but, now try there his car to make it around the complex!” Om Jaka pushed his nephew's back.

Mirza snorted, trying to be patient and look for the positive side of his own Omnya action. Although he wants to really nag, but it does not feel appropriate because Om Jaka's intentions are actually good. Mirza just hope that Via does not feel offended or angry at her when she knows this because usually Mirza always involves his wife in deciding anything when it comes to mutual interests, Mirza is a democratic husband type!

“Wadidaaaw .... new car!” A voice suddenly came out of nowhere. “Mas Chicko just came home to sea already bought a new car..., which is cool and cute in his car, just like the person……” the owner of the voice glanced flirtatiously at Mirza then stroked the body of the car while brim sticky as if imagining something.

“Eh, greet him Za?” Om Jaka was a bit shocked to see a creature over semok bohay bahenol with thick putty and lips that are always bright red.

The creature over semok bohay bahenol with thick putty and lips that are always bright red which is none other than Bujel was a bit of a surprise look at Om Jaka. “Eh, there are others here besides Mas Chicko?” Bujel stopped the activity of stroking the body of his new car Mirza and immediately threw his best smile at Om Jaka. “Halo, handsome .. Kenalin, I Jelita Manjalita her neighbor Mas Chicko Jerico.” Bujel stretched out his hand with a twitching eye.

But instead of immediately welcoming, Om Jaka even shuddered with horror at the most antique God creature in the complex.

“Sorry, not muhrim.” Said Om Jaka ogah shaking Bujel's hand.

“Duuuh, selling expensive really handsome ...” Bujel even more aggressive want to stroke also Om Jaka has a sturdy body like a bodybuilder.

“Eeeeh, don't hold-hold!” Om Jaka back off. “Gue still has wudhu. Sana lu, really get so people!” Kesal Om Jaka's. “He's really your neighbor, Za?” Om Jaka wonder.

Mirza just said., “Hem.”

“Galak very anyway, do I just want an acquaintance?” Bujel put his lips together. “Oya until I forget, I haven't heard. Mas Chicko how are you? Healthy?” Bujel smiled and asked the attention-grabbing question to Mirza. “Tau no Mas, this complex still feels lonely, empty without the presence of Mas Chicko. Just like my lonely heart, empty languish because too long abandoned lover of hearts. My soul is empty, dried up, arid like a pasture that is ..”

“Eh, sorry.. Ma'am, sorry. I suddenly mules nih.” Mirza interrupted while holding her stomach. “I'm sorry first yes ..” Mirza ngacir ran into the house making Bujel and Om Jaka astonished.

“Lho, Mas Chicko why suddenly mules that anyway? I am again poetry.” Bujel stomped his legs somewhat annoyed, then he turned to glance at Om Jaka. “Ekhem, handsome Mas ...”

“Addicted ...!” Om Jaka grimaced holding his stomach. “Maap, my stomach suddenly mules too! Maap ye ..” Om Jaka followed the ngibrit leaving Bujel gawking alone.

“Kok can anyway mules jamaah that? Huh! You heartless men!” Kesal Bujel's.

But Bujel's frustration did not last long because suddenly he got a very brilliant idea. He immediately took out his smart phone from his pocket.

Chekerek chekrek

Bujel took some selfies with Mirza's new car in a variety of styles that are certainly very narcissistic.

Bujel smiled with satisfaction. “This will be the next sembako mine.”

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After the meeting with Hanson yesterday, Sofi was very agitated. Now in addition to facing the father-in-law who could at any time remove him from the magnificent palace of her husband, she also had to face the threat of Hanson who was very crazy according to him. Sofi thought hard, there is no one she can rely on to help her, except …..

“My darling, you daydream?” Ramzi entered the room astonished to see his wife looking blankly out the balcony.

Sofi was shocked to find her husband suddenly coming. “Kak Ram? Can't you be here, shouldn't Kak Ram be in the office?”

“I retrieved the missed file.” Ramzi showed me the map he was carrying.

“Why don't you tell people, so Brother Ram won't bother going home?”

“You forgot yes, I don't have an assistant?”

The tring!

A light bulb seemed to shine directly on Sofi's head as soon as he heard the word asisiten.

She moved and approached her husband. “What just for that reason? if so why should you go to the room first, do not go immediately?” Gently dressed her husband's cheeks were full of the brown.

“Why hurry, I want to see my wife first.” Ramzi said intensely to his wife's two netra who seemed to deliberately tease him. “Since my return from out of town, we haven't ..”

“Suuuutt!” Sofi placed her right index finger on Ramzi's lips. “If you want we can do it now.” Sofi closer his chest more mepet again so that makes Ramzi quite surprised.

“Now?” Ramzi is not sure.

Sofi nodded with a smile. “I'm sorry yes. Lately I've had so many thoughts to ignore you.”

“I understand.” Ramzi slipped Sofi's hair on his wife's earlobe that made Sofi's neckline more exposed. “Your pregnancy may make you tired often.”

“Not that, the problem is your papa.”

“Papa? Why?” Ramzi scrunched his forehead.

Sofi turned around with a wry face made up. “He deliberately invited the seductress to dinner here and asked her to be his personal assistant.”

Ramzi approaching. “Jane you mean?”

“Who else?” Upset Sofi. “I'm sure your papa did that to get him close to you. Your father always seems to be looking for trouble with me, even though I've been trying to be nice to him. I don't fuck around when you're not around either. But she always hated me, when I was pregnant with your child, this was her own grandson, her flesh and blood, right? Hiks... hiks... hiks...” Sofi sobbed, her shoulders shook.

Sofi breaks off a hug. “Don't do that, I'm afraid your papa will be offended and hate me even more. He will assume I have affected you, hiks..hiks...hiks...” Sofi's tears flowed even more. “Again the seductress has rejected your papa's offer. I just want you to stay by my side, brother. Support and encourage me every time.”

“Absolutely you want to play football until it needs to be supported and celebrate everything?” Ramzi try mnggoda Sofi.

“Not so! Ah, you suck, Brother!” Sofi pre-pretended to sulk again.

Ramzi smiled, rubbed the wet cheeks of the woman he loved so much. “Iya I know what you mean, my dear. I was just kidding. No, no more crying. I'll always be by your side whatever happens.”

“Bener?”

“Yes, I'm the first person who will defend you in case anything happens to you.”

“You are no longer flocking right?”

“I'm serious, my wife. Because I am the one who loves you the most.” Ramzi said seriously. “You should also know, I always worry about you. I don't want our baby to be okay because of the syndrome you are suffering from, so I was able to see you here.” Ramzi stroked Sofi's flat stomach and looked at her with a smile, as if the fetus inside was also smiling at her.

“Thank you, Brother. I love you too.” Sofi brought b**rnya closer …

TIIIIIIIIIITE

SENSOR

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“Emh, my dear.” Ramzi said later. “Are we really going to do it now?”

“What do you think?” Sofi groaned mischievously, her hands creeping down the chest of her husband's field still wrapped in a neat suit.

“Eum.., I don't know ..”.

“Are you in a hurry? Or are you afraid of your papa?”

“Of course not …. “

“Then let's do it now. You can take a shower and leave right after we're done.” Sofi unbuttoned her husband's suit.

shadow himself yes.... 🤭🤭🤭

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After dzuhur, Mirza arrived at his mother's residence. The house still looks the same, still so beautiful and comfortable as it was a few months ago when he last set foot there. Comfortable only in vision, because in fact after getting out of the car and stepping out, Mirza's heart suddenly fretted. But soon all the bad thoughts from his mind.

Sasana deserted house, the courtyard of the house appears to be filled with a cluster of dried guava leaves scattered. Mirza headed for the store next to her house, maybe her mother was there. There was only Udin being drowsy under the large storefront where sugar and oil were neatly arranged there. Dropped in a mischievous idea on Mirza's head. He took a matchbox from the cashier's table and threw it at Udin.

PLUGS!

“Eh, mate! Uh, mate!” Sontak Udin was shocked while nyeplos did not nggenah.

Mirza looked up at Udin's silly behavior. “Who asked for a wedding, Din?”

Udin was surprised to hear a very familiar voice in his ears. He looked on in disbelief at the figure standing near the table of love, his dukucek both his eyes hurried and sharpened his gaze. “Mas Mirza?” Udin got up and greeted the strapping man and then hit him for a moment. “Mas Mirza when is it coming? Did you go home? Alhamdullah…. I'm so happy that Mas Mirza is finally home.”

Mirza was a bit uncomfortable with Udin's treatment. “Udah, ah! Hugs don't be long, I'm ticklish!” Mirza kept Udin's body away.

“I'm kangen, Mas.”.

“Kangen is kangen, but not so!”

Udin grinned. “Oya, have you met mom?”

“New also dateng. I just want a mom where?”

“There's in dalem, Mas. Now I don't keep the store, most sometimes aja.”

“Why?”

Udin suddenly turned sad. Then he told me about the condition of Bu Een from starting to fall until his condition dropped like now.

“Yes, I went to Dalem first yes.” Mirza set foot into the house after giving souvenirs to Udin. The front door opened slowly with a greeting. Mirza went inside and found her mother lying on the sofa in front of the TV.

“Assalamualaikum, Bu.” Mirza said once again.

Ms. Een who seemed to be getting sleepy just realized someone came to her house. “Wa aleikumsalam.” Miss Een looked lazy.

Mirza approached and immediately gathered near the sofa as she grabbed her mother's hand, kissing her reverence. Bu Een was flabbergasted, he did not expect Mirza to come today even though he actually knew about the return of his son from Bujel.

“Mirza ...” Bu Een got up slowly and sat staring at his beloved son's face with his eyes.

Likewise with Mirza, the face of the woman he loved the most looks more thin and eye bags there indicate he lacks rest.

“Mother how are you? Healthy right?” Mirza still held her mother's right hand.

Bu Een just nodded, his eyes could not be separated from the face of the child who just missed it so much. Mirza looks more mature and established. Gondrong hair and thin bewok that decorate his face make it more charming. Bu Een was so proud, his son was indeed very handsome.

He then rubbed Mirza's head lovingly, Mirza put her head on her mother's lap. Enjoy the soft caress of the mother's hand that has not felt for a long time. His memories cut through the passage of decades past, past, where little Mirza who always spoiled her mother and would never want to sleep before the mother's hand rubbed her head while telling fictional stories of her favorite.

“Why are you new here?” Ask Bu Een rahu.

Mirza looked up, looking back at the old face she loved. “Sorry to me yes, Ma'am ..” A sense of regret enveloped Mirza's heart, if he had followed Via's advice at that time to immediately visit his mother after his return he might not have felt this way.

“What is your wife that forbids you to see mom?”

JLB!

Mirza flinched, she straightened her position. “Why do you think that way? It is precisely Via who asked me to immediately meet mother.”

Ms. Een did not mneyahut, but very clearly she did not agree with the words of her son. Mirza sat down next to her mother and picked up some paper bags that she had placed on the floor. “This is for mom, hope mom likes.”

Miss Een took it and put it on the table. “Mother does not need all that. Your presence alone for mother is enough.” Answer Ms. Een.

Mirza tried to review the smile even though she felt there was a certain intent from her mother's sentence. But Mirza doesn't want to be prejudiced.

“Why doesn't your wife want to come here?” ask Ms. Een later.

“He's working, Mom. If you wait for him he will definitely be hunted in the afternoon, besides he will also be tired later.”

Miss Een melengos. “Have turned into your wife's great woman! Don't wanna say husband!”

Mirza was again surprised by her mother's words about her wife but was still trying to be patient. “Via is still my wife who used to be Mom, she did not turn into wonder woman kok.” Mirza try joking.

“Lantas what is her name if it is more important to her work than to follow her husband to visit his mother?”

Mirza sighed. Patience, Za .. Patience ….

“Before Via would also like to come, Mom. But I'm the one who's nagging. Via even already rawon masakin youho it for mom.” Mirza pointed to one of the papper bags that had tupperwer container.

“Mothers no longer eat meat.” Ketus Bu Een's.

“Oh, vegetarian mom now?” Mirza is still joking. “Then so let the rawonya make Udin aja.”

“Tell your wife that, so women don't be pretentious! Just get a job just like that already blagu do not want to ngunjungin in-law.”

“Yes forsakes mom. Via is not not unwilling to come here, but actually I who forbid him because ..”

“Already, do not need to keep your wife! he'll get bigger!” Sergey Bu Een.

Mirza grunted rudely, not thinking about her mother why always think bad about Via. Luckily he forbade Via to come, if it could not be Via only be the ingredients of his mother's months only.

“So the forger should be able to take care of himself if the husband does not exist. Do not be able to find your own money and work husband far away just the same way other men!”

Mirza jerks. “What does mother mean?”

Miss Een sniffled cynically. “Your wife often walks with other men and takes men home!”

Mirza, of course, did not believe her mother's words. “Where did mom get that cheap news?”

“Where does it matter! Most importantly now advise your wife, as a woman must be able to maintain the honor and good name of the husband! Don't like to prance your face and sweet words on all men on the outside!”

“Astaghfirullah ..” Mirza beristighfar tried her hardest to lose her heart by hearing all the vile accusations of her mother against her wife. Mirza knows who his wife is. He even very honestly admitted his wrong mistake was sending a chat to him for Danar at that time.It is impossible that Via fought badly like his mother's accusations.

“Why? You don't believe it? I have proof of it.” Bu Een glanced at the jutek. “But it doesn't matter if you're still defending it. You will also know who your wife really is. And later if you already know the dagger, you will definitely regret it for the rest of your life. You must even regret marrying him. Then you divorce her!”

“Bu!” Mirza lost control until she snapped at her mother. “Mom doesn't deserve to say that. I can hate her, but don't slander her like that. I know exactly who my wife is, Mom. She's a woman who's very respectful.” Mirza stood up because she could no longer control her emotions.

“You snapped mom?” Ms. Een looked at her son in disbelief. “You dare to yell at me just for standing up for your wife who you think is a good woman? Awake Za, wake up! He's been cuddly in your arms! He walks the same boss, he walks the same other guy. He likes to receive lots of men at home when you are not around.”

“Enough, Mom. Enough ....” Refuting Mirza with a tinge that was rumored, he regretted also having lost control. “I'm sorry, I didn't mean to yell or be rude to you. But the words of the mother were all not real.”

Ms. Een also seemed very disappointed with her son's treatment, but she did not want to give up. He continues to sow hatred on Mirza. His mission has not changed, separating Mirza from Via.

“You can blame mom now, but later you will turn around to blame your wife. A mother's premonition is very sharp, Za. You should know that.” Said Bu Een with great emphasis.

Perhaps the phrase is true, but Mirza still believes her mother was very wrong to judge her wife. He was no less disappointed with what had just happened. Haru moments that should last longer because they are both giving up longing, in fact only a blink of an eye. The feeling of hatred yeng already broke the heart of his mother made everything sizable.

“Mother do not have to think about things that are not the responsibility of the mother, you should just focus on the health of the mother.” Lirih Mirza has subsided from her emotions.

“Of course your household is also the responsibility of mother.” Denying Miss Een.

“Thank you mom for caring, but I can do it myself. I don't have to worry. Mother's health more main.” Mirza convinced her mother. “How's mom's leg now? Does it still hurt, why did you fall?” Mirza changed the topic of conversation so that Suasaana did not fulfill anymore.

“This is all because of your wife!”

“How-to Via?” Mirza wonders, why all the problems seem to run to his wife. “Aren't you falling into a trench in a rice field? How can I turn on Via anyway?”

“Iya, kao aja he did not show off can drive a car through the road that surely mom did not want toatin him and until hit a person trench all.” Miss Een was upset to remember the incident.

Mirza drew a conclusion and smiled bitterly. “The problem is not the same Via, but the same mother's own heart. I don't like seeing Via drive a car?”

“You're so wrong mom?” Bu Een's voice rose again. “Your wife who deliberately show off to be seen by many people!”

“Why mom moans?”

“Ah, already! Anyway there is no truth to mother in your eyes, always Via and Via continues what you defend! You also buy a new car, surely because of your wife's request matre it right? Don't you love the money? You work all the way by pawning nayawa but the result is just to nyenengin your wife aja, you forget to please your parents, this mother!” Ms. Een grumbled so much that she gave it up to get Mirza's attention.

Mirza was getting frustrated. Quickly stand in your heart. It was also surprising where his mother knew he was buying a new car, even though he had not gone out to see it at all. Ah, but it's all not important. His mother is always like that and this will have no end at all, he faced with emotions will only add to the runyam. So he reached back his mother's hand, he looked closely at the two blind who looked tired in front of him.

“Bu, my love and love from the past until now for mom is not reduced at all. Mother is the woman who has conceived me, given birth to me, raised me and cared for me lovingly, how could I not make my mother happy? Mom is the number one woman in my heart, Mom. My first love mother.”

Miss Een threw Mirza's hand. “Lying! If so, why do you defend your wife more.”

“Because he is half of my soul. Yes, I don't talk about that anymore. I don't want us to argue and hurt Mom. Now you want to ask me what, just say ma'am. I will definitely fulfill it.” Mirza continued to persuade her mother who was sucking like a baby bangkotan. “Mommy wants to go for a walk? Shopping? Or want to umroh? Hajj ride? “

“No! Mama can be alone. Mom is very capable of breeding it all with her own mother's money.” Ketus Bu Een's.

Mirza smiled knot. “Alright, so think about something else. I'll see you later if you know me, Mom. Now I say goodbye.” Mirza kissed the back of her mother's hands and forehead full of affection.

Ms. Een did not budge, her face continued to frown, even she only answered Mirza's greeting softly.

“Oya, this is rawonnya let me love Udin aja yes, rather than taken home again.” Mirza grabbed a paperbag and immediately headed out to the store.

It is certain Udin received it with great joy.

Mirza immediately drove her car slowly out of her yard. With a staggering step Bu Een walked forward and looked at the back of the new car Mirza went missing. Then he continued his steps towards the store while shouting loudly.

“Din ….! Udin......!”.

Udin ran over with a still carrying Tupperware container containing rawon tails.

“Iya, Ma?”

“From his rawon!” Bu Een snatched it from Udin's hands and immediately turned his steps towards the house.

Udin was just melingo looking at the behavior of his employer. Yes nasb .. yes fate …..

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