FORCED CHEATING
196CONDITION DESTROYER

At 7.15 am Via just out of the room after finishing preparing presentation materials for the afternoon. Not in vain he struggled with the files sent by Cila since the dawn of time, finally everything was in order.

“Mas, I left yes ...” Via walking while checking the car keys in his bag.

“Lho, breakfast first Darling.” Mirza was a bit surprised to find his wife already in the dining room.

“Where is my chocolate jam bread?” Via grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down the toilet. Glucose.glucose…

“She wants to stir-fry kale? This Mas again make you know.”

“Haish! Mas this is-anya deh, in the morning I have breakfast the same stir-fry kale? How do I sleep in the office?” Via reaching for jars of jam and dipping in search of fresh bread.

“Lha, who wants to saute kale who?” Mirza was dumbfounded with a spatula in her right hand.

“Ya I anyway. But it's semalem, now it's not cool anymore.” Sahut Via cuek's. “Where's the bottle, Mas?”

Mirza saw the oil in the pan was hot and immediately put the garlic slices into the pan.

“Mas, which bread?” Repeat Via.

“Honey Alive, I ate just now.” Mirza without turning her head continued to stir the slices of garlic then put the pieces of onion.

“Reduced? Can semalem Mas nawarin me chocolate jam bread?” Dengus Via was a bit annoyed.

“Kan Semalem you said you don't want to Darling?” Mirza still without turning her head then inserted a piece of demonic chili. Stir ... and ….

HATCH….!

KATCHI …!

KATCHI .. HATCH.. CHII….!!

Mirza and Via kompakan sneeze-sneeze-sneezed aromas of fried demons, ehh.. aroma of fried devil chilli means 😅😅 Feathers their noses are constantly bristling, ticklish goosebbles make pineapple…

“Mas matiin stove! My sniffles until it's gone!” Via said as he grabbed a tissue to clean his nose. “Yeah, my shirt smells weird too.” Via sniffing his work clothes that already smell mixed with the aroma of the kitchen.

CLAMPS!

Mirza turned off the stove.

“Sorry Dear. You wait in the living room so yes.”

“Nggak ah, I have breakfast in the office cafeteria if it is.” Via rise.

Mirza immediately chased. “Eeh don't sulk my wife's dong.”.

“Ngak ngambek Mas, just over time when waiting for Mas cook. I have a morning break for preparation for the presentation later.”

“Ok, Mas anterin if it is.” Mirza took off her apron.

Via just stared at the husband's face, Mirza quickly sensitized. He sniffed his shirt.

“Mas used perfume first.

“Neither! Later you smell fragrant, there is a crush. Kan semalem I've told you Mas don't use perfume anymore.” It's like multimatum.

“Alright wife. Let's leave.”

"Now! Mending Mas just use this so as not to be bullish his handsome!" Via grabbed a woven hat near the sideboard gave it to her husband and walked ahead.

Mirza nurut aja wear topinyw then stopped by the room snatching a leather jacket on the hanger behind her bedroom door.

"Hemm, how could you possibly make me look ugly, Mantili. There is also a masmu kakang more cute and cool if you like gini." Mirza grinned in front of the mirror looking at her own appearance.

"Mas....peed....!!" Via Seru.

"Whoa My Beloved....!" Reply Mirza half-run following the wife who was waiting on the front porch.

On the way Via busy chat reply with Cila, Mirza's focus on driving a bit distracted because Via giggling is not clear with the screen hengpongnya.

“Some funny huh?” Mirza looked at kepo.

“Si Cila nih Mas Hotel. Time has not been anything he wants to wet his pants, but his presentation is still later afternoon.” Via still giggling amusedly imagining Cila real wetting so his grooves. “This is the first presentation of Cila Mas, so he is very groggy. whereas I have told Cila the material is okay. I added some good material for him too, but still he did not care he said.” Papar Via recounts his chat with Cila.

“Your train is a presentation Dear, his abisnya Mas see from dawn abis was very serious like.” Mirza turned at the intersection before the red light.

“No, I just helped Cila aja Mas.” Via put his phone in a bag and then realized that the road to his office was different. “Kok we passed here anyway Mas?”

“We have breakfast Cirebon chicken porridge first huh? Still half an hour to go to the office?” Mirza slowed down her car's pace looking for a parking spot.

NGIIC

SREETS

Without waiting for the wife's answer, Mirza had stopped the car so tired that the right place for the girder. Via lekas tailed her husband who had gone down first to order 2 bowls of complete chicken porridge with warm tea.

“We sit here Darling” Mirza pull one seat to Via. “Pull aja, smile dong!” Mirza pranks for looking at Via's nose because his wife looks like he's a little.

“Ish, Mom! get me!” Via's lips pursed, then he glanced at his watch.

“Do not ogled mulu, ntar his watch to GR an lho.” Seloroh Mirza with a big smile.

“Not funny!” Via even more looks upset because he wants breakfast in the office cafeteria instead of at the chicken porridge stall.

Not long after their visit came. Mirza immediately distanced the bowl of sambal from the presence of his wife. “No need to use sambel, ntar stomach pain.”

“Asaan si Mas? If it doesn't taste good, right?”

“Pedesnya just eat stir-fry kale later tonight.”

Via put on the look of a jutek, it could be that her husband forbid her so cruelly. Because he did not want to argue anymore, Via just ate without a word. Mirza looked at his wife with a smile. A piece of tissue was taken. “Pelan-pelan dong Darling, soy sauce until belepotan gini.” Mirza rubbed under Via's lips which was a former soy sauce left there.

Without them noticing the pair of eyes in the corner of the room watching them silently.The owner of the pair of eyes was very curious about the one that did Via and Mirza.

“Yang, what's the matter anyway?” Reprimanded a girl on Yayangangya, then he followed to observe where the direction of the eyes of Yayangnya was fixed. “It ... kayak Via deh.” Mumbled.

“You know Via?” Ask the Yayang.

“Yes know him, he's in the same office as me.”

Without waiting for a long time the Yayang sgera rose to the table Via left just like her girl.

“Yang wait dong, we have not paid..”.

Si Yayang cuek nyamperin Via who was again engrossed with his breakfast. “Hai, Vi ..” With a smile made as sweet as possible.

He spontaneously looked and was a little surprised. “Rindra?”

Yoi, the Yayang who had been observing Via was Rindra. Does anyone remember Rindra? Who's hayo…. The Rindra?

What…? Forgot it?

Don't know…?

Ok, othor tell me. Si Rindra is a guy who has a huge crush and has a crush on Via since High School. That you see in front of his office Yana, who spread the charm of the pretentious temptress Via continues diomelin Yana. Ja…. Who was pounded with Danar gegara maksa Via along with him fitting his bike Via kempes home from work late in the afternoon, which continued to Via home bergengan motor both with Danar rain asoyy…..😍😍😍

Still don't remember…?

Ok, forget!

Fix this to the gynecologist, meaning reader amnesia! Haaa…. Want to use USG Thor?? Amnesiacs ask to see a gynecologist?😂😂

Mending continues….

“How are you? Didn't know we could see you again?” As usual Rindra was always sweet-ass and adept in front of Via. “It…. Your daughter huh?” This time Rindra glanced at Mirza who had been pasag horses since because of the smell of musty dreadlocks from the look of the Rindra.

Just continue Via real shock with the words of the Rindra. And Mirza. He looked at his dislike and prepared to give a gift to Rindra's mouth that he could not use the rules.

“your husband who's such a hotshot where?” Via had not had time to open Rindra's mouth again, this time with a dismissive smile. “Surely you like being roughened yes same him? That's why you're looking for another guy?” Rindra glanced at Mirza again.

“Sorry, what did you say?” Mirza opened the sound of her sighing Via who was just about to open her mouth to protest.

“Gue doesn't say the same elo! jagan sok important lo, just so gebetan Via aja blagu!” Sahut Rindra in songong style. “Originally you know, Via this is my target girl since the days of High School, so if there is anything about her husband who is a mashmaker it should be me first so the throes, not elo!”

“Rindra! You ..”

“What did you do just now!” Mirza immediately stood up grabbing the collar of Rindra's shirt cutting Via's sentence. “Suami Via which do you mean the thugger, huh? Anyway again!” Mirza had already clenched her raw bogem directed at the peda looking songong si Rindra.

“Milen?” Kaget Via saw Milen coming to call Rindra as Yayang.

Yoi, apparently Milen diem-diem already be the same as the Rindra, so he is not recekin Via anymore.

“Mas, let me know. Lepasin Yayang I yes Mas ganteng ..” Milen pleaded with a sad face to make Mirza's emotions did not continue until ubun-ubun. Just contact Mirza action just seized the attention of visitors porridge stalls that morning. Mirza pushed Rindra until she was annoyed.

“Dare you brazen with my wife once again, I abisin lo!” Threaten Mirza with a cruel face while pointing at the face of Rindra who was already overflowing with cold sweat exactly like a mouse kekemplung got. So emotional Mirza to follow you I said 🤔🤔

Mirza then passed with wide steps leaving the stall after first removing a sheet of money hundreds of thousands on the table. (Ekhem! Padang mah baek ye, eat chicken porridge 2 bowls the same anget tea aja give him a hundred rebu..😂😂).

Via who was aware of her husband's anger immediately pursued her.

“Darling, you're not papa?” Milen asked worriedly while helping Rindra stand up.

“What did he say? Wife?” Rindra was busy thinking about Mirza's threat just now, she ignored the several pairs of eyes that looked at her full of sneers.

“Iya, Via was his wife Mas handsome earlier. Why do you want to be beaten with her husband Via?” Milen asked curiously because it was not so bad with the actual incident.

“Kalo her husband Via, means the man who was then non-jok my face who dong?” Rindra still continued with her own astonishment.

“Which men?” Milen followed wonder. “You do not like to make because of Yang, still early in the morning even a storm with people! I'm late for work again!” Omel Milen is upset.

Since then Mirza drove her car still with a look full of annoyance. He didn't say a word. Via Yag is aware of the emotional condition of her husband chose to let her calm down first even though she also really wants to talk to explain everything. Mirza's car continued to drive until it reached the parking lot of Via's office building, he had not yet opened his voice.

“Mas, sorry I yes.” Say it at last.

“Down!” Tell Mirza to be cold.

The deg! Via was surprised by the intonation of her husband who was not as sweet as usual. He nodded, staying in place.

“Cap down, later in work.” Merrza said without seeing his wife.

“I don't want to go down before you sorry I'm Mas.” Lirih Via with a bit of fear.

“Don't you have a morning briefing? Quick down!”

Via shook his head strongly, his two eyes started to condense. Mirza looked straight ahead as if completely ignorant of his wife's whereabouts.

Test ….

Clear crystal granules dripping from the corners of the beautiful eyes Via. Immediately Via wipe it rough so as not to flow more and more. “I want to go home, don't go to work.” In fact, his defense broke down also at the end of the last. Her cheeks were wet with tears that could not be contained anymore.

Mirza turned her head and her heart ached to see her beloved woman crying so early.

“Honey, don't cry.” Mirza took a tissue and gently rubbed his wife's face.

“No need to hold on! make sure you pay attention if you don't want to excuse me, huhuhu..” Via is getting sobbing.

“Iya Darling, I'm sorry you are. Yes, you don't cry. I can't see you're at least angry. Heart Mas come with poignant Darling.” Mirza looked at my wife.

“I don't need your apologies if I have to! You evil mas! I hate you, you anger me without you first hearing my explanation! Huhuhu...”.

“I'm not mad at you dear sam! I'm angry with that songong guy!” Clearly Mirza is full of emphasis.

“Lying! The proof was that you were pouting at me, you nyuekin me! you are cold as me! I can't be called Mas.., I don't like! You're Evil ...!” Shouted Via loudly.

Fresh Mirza smothered his wife's mouth and took her into his arms. He just realized the condition of his wife's pregnancy might make the wife become baperan, sensitive and easy to explode.

“Leasin! Freelance ...” Via pushed her husband's chest but Mirza tightened her arms even more. “I hate you Mas, you are evil .... huhuhu...” Via finally chose to continue her crying in her husband's arms. Luckily the parking lot wasn't so crowded so nobody seemed to hear their showdown.

“Mafin Mas Darling. I don't mean to be rude or angry at you. Mas just annoyed at the same man your high school friend that song. Mas emotions Darling, Mas Release. Sorry... Sorry Mas yes..” Mirza kissed the head of Via full of regret.

A while later Via was more agile, he broke into a slow hug. Staring at itens both beads the husband's eyes. “Mas, everything is not as Rindra said. Tiger should know, if he's misunderstood.” Reveal Via with a serious look.

“Iya Darling, Mas ngerti.”

“Dengerin first, don't cut me if I talk!” The intercept Via judes. Then he told me the chronology of the actual incident. The events of his reunion with Rindra were accidentally in Yana's office until the incident that afternoon when Danar punched her face in the face because he had acted disrespectfully to Via. Rindra mistakenly thinks Danar is Via's husband because Yana once warned her not to disturb Via because Via already has a husband.

“Mas should call Danar.” Mirza immediately reached into her pants pocket.

“For what? Can't believe me?” Via was surprised, not expecting her husband to doubt her own story.

“Not so Darling.Mas want a bitch thanks Danar kaeran already nonjok face the songong.”

“Ohh...” Lips Via bragging. “But don't do it! That was a long time ago. The effect is even more!” Continue Via later.

“Kalo so call Danar to ask permission if you do not enter work today.”

“Eh, no. Don't Mas!”

“you said earlier did not want to enter work?”

“That was it, now it's different again. Do you know the real problem?”

Mirza breathed a long breath, hoping that his wife would not be a failed job already.

“Ya already that I work first yes Mas.” She grabbed her husband's hand and kissed him.

“Delete your tears first darling.” MIrza gave me a piece of tisue.

“Why? Does it look like abis nangis? Ck, this is all because of Mas nih!” Via clucked in annoyance as he took out a small glass from the bag to check his makeup. “Ah wear glasses.” Via grabbed the sunglasses from the top of the dash board.

“Good Darling, kayak masseuse.” Mirza mngulum smile.

“No need to hide! I clean my face in the toilet, hunt this late. Ah, Assalamualaikum!” Via immediately opened the car door and hurried to step foot.

“Wa aleikumussalma.” Mirza smiled at the wide strides of her beautiful wife. His eyes did not blink until he remembered something. “Honey, wait..!” Call MIrza as soon as you get out of the car.

Via who did not hear the call of her husband even waved at Cila who seemed to have just arrived, he stood in front of the entrance deliberately waiting for the arrival of Via was like a security guard aja mejeng in front of the door, can you wait in the lobby, right? Basic Cila!

“Hai, Vi!” Sapa Cila was full of smiles.

“Hi, Oil. Have you been nyampe?” Reply Via.

“New aja.”

“Honey..” Mirza tailed Via.

“Mas?” Via looked astonished.

“You missed something.” Mirza.

“apa Mas?”

“It. Cup!” Miza gave a glimpse of her wife's lips that continuously make the face of Via met with red like a milking strawberry.

Cila spontaneously closed her mouth.

“Mas, Ich!” Via glared as she pinched her husband's arm. “Too know!”

“That morning kss the forgetfulness.” Mirza smiled broadly. “Bye, Babe!” Mirza waved her hand and immediately turned back.

“Astogeee! elo ci****n in front of my eyes, Vi…? Oh nooo, the eyes of this sacred cave are already stained and are no longer virgins.!” Cila.

“anggep aja last ad!” Said Via lightly in the past, although he was actually embarrassed but his heart flushed as well because the problem that had almost ruined his morning, was resolved already.

“Vi, wait dong..” Cila vertical step Via which almost arrived in front of the elevator. “Eh, you are wearing sunglasses anyway, tumben?”

“Yes, because my eyes are rubbing!”

“Auuuch! Frick ih!”

Via cuek aja does not serve the expression of jijay the Cila. For him, the most important thing is that his mood has improved. They then stepped into the elevator which was open with several other employees. Via smiled to himself with a twinkle of happiness behind his sunglasses.

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pardon...upnya very late. 🙏🙏🙏

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