FORCED CHEATING
280BY MAS MIRZA

After breakfast and make sure baby Nala is safe to leave, Via immediately prepare to go to the hotel restaurant where Hotman overnight. Just polishing his father's face with thin makeup, Via already looks dazzling. The key from the top of the nightstand, rushed out of the room to the garage.

"Sir, the incessant wake up!" jumilah shouted at Via who was just about to open the car door.

Pointing out his intentions, turning his head in wonder, "wake up?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Yes, play with me."

"Bak Via don't want to nge-nen-in Inces first?"

"Is he crying?"

"Heuum, not really. Just -" paused his sentence for a moment, "somewhat fussy, ngerangek mama."

"His ASI stok still has Jum, in the freezer? The pake used to be as usual, I've made a deal afraid of being late," glimpsing at the circular watch on his smooth left wrist.

"Take care of important people, Ma'am?" Let's start kepo.

"Yes, important man. It's important."

"Where is the same Inces Nala?"

Puckled a little annoyed, "Ck, you're Jum!"

"Nen-in was Ma'am, for a second. Njum is afraid of crying Inces, ntar even bothered if you rampage? She must be thirsty waking up."

Inevitably Via finally caved too. He returned both feet to the room.

Tadaaaa.., it turns out baby Nala again aja tengkurep while playing the end of her blanket with her tiny fingers. Yes, a five-month-old baby who is adept at stomach back and forth can be said to almost never fuss or bother anyone, except at certain times when he feels uncomfortable.

"Hello, beautiful... unfortunately you've woken up?" sapa Via approaches Nala's bed box.

The one who was called immediately turned and smiled sweetly. A smile that can make Via's heart melt, a smile that always makes Via feel calm and peaceful. How not, Nala's smile with dimples on both of her chubby cheeks was very similar to the father's smile. Mas Mirza's smile, - a smile that makes Via feel longed.

"Where, he said fussy Jum? nala's men are gini again?" lifting Nala's body into his arms. "Unfortunately mom was fussy, huh? crying huh? Want *****?" ask the child in the style of a child.

Nala's smile grew wider, reaching out to the mother's cheeks with her tiny hands.

"Honey at home first yes the same Bi Njum, Mommy wants to go first. Later if Mother's business is finished, Mother quickly go home."

As if understanding the mother's words, Nala rambled with her own language making Via sure the child allowed her to leave.

"Pinter's son," kissed Baby Nala's pretty face and handed it to Jumilah. "Well, it's Bi Njum now, toys."

kind of dumbfounded to accept it, "not so nen, Ma'am?"

"No, the guy he's such a henchman."

"But later on Inces ... "

"I'm ready to get the ASI out of the freezer. Very afraid of you Jum, like not usually, "spring out of the room to the refrigerator.

Fuck the manyun he made. "Well, fail to follow the way," menowel the cheeks of the bully Nala, "Inces, cry dong. Ants are so babies, what is the same as Bi Njum? Bi Njum also wants to go where it is with the Inces. Once out the most monthly shopping," ngedumel spoke to the cute-looking baby Nala was just engrossed in putting her cute right fist into her mouth.

Meanwhile at the house of Haji Barkah, Om Jaka who was told by Denaya about Via who contacted him a moment ago looked shocked and worried.

"Jeez, Hani! How do you even give Hotman the same number Via anyway?"

"Yes for Via nanyain on the case of Bu Een, Beb. When I said I didn't know, he didn't believe it. Yes, I have given his lawyer number let Via ask himself," said Denaya not to be blamed.

"No, you can have a habe!"

"Partially you use me to deny me everything Beb, to tell you Via."

"Gue tuh just don't want to ntar Via even interfere. Pity her, join her parents-in-law but later even get sprayed with her parents-in-law who slap it!" a rude snort, very worried.

"Yes already aja aja first Via met Bang Hotman, not necessarily also Via want to interfere nyelesein case Bu Een. Who knows, he just wants the same thing as Bang Hotman."

"Sok your sweet, call him use the name Bang! Bang what? A wanker?" sewot did not accept.

"Yes, Mr. Hotman I mean, Beb, "valat Denaya.

"This is also what makes me runa parno nih," snatched back his car keys, and hurriedly stepped away from Denaya.

"Eeh, where are you going, Beb?" chasing after the husband. "New too nyampe, time to go again?"

Spontaneously put the brakes on his steps, "gue worried that Hotman was flirting with Via, " looked at Denaya seriously. "In front of me only he dared to seduce you, let alone the same Via who has no legs."

"Wait a minute, I'm coming with you!" preparing to turn the heel but Om Jaka keburu forbid it.

"No! Nehi-nehi is ruled by kuch-kuch hota hai, Hani," said Om Jaka full of earnestness. "Gue don't want to see you being modelled again like that barrister's banging."

"But, Beb... "

Om Jaka wiggled his index finger firmly in front of the wife's face. "Tum paas aaye, yun muskuraaye. Tumne na jaane kya sapne. Tum paas aaye, yun muskuraaye. Ab to mera dil, jaage and sota hai. Kya karoon haye kuch kuch hota hai!" Speak Om Jaka with a look of not accepting rejection.

Puckered his lips, "Somplak!" put his feet full of annoyance.

"Waaat? Se*pak??" Om Jaka glared as if shocked by Denaya's words. "Hani, you can't talk dirty! Saru in front of husband! Anyway if you say the same husband must nurut, he said to be a woman expert heaven?"

"Ish, who's talking dirty?" Pissed Denaya. "I said nothing, not ******!"

"Astaghfirullah, it's repeated!" panic Om Jaka. "Hani, you really are. Here I kissed your lips, let's not talk dirty anymore," without babibu directly carrying Denaya's body on the mattress and trying to nyosor with the look of his face that immediately changed the look.

"Aaaaaah, don't want to! You mode, Beb.. " cried Denaya trying to turn her face but in vain, because the husband actually managed to also m**mat lips.

"Thank you, Han," Om Jaka smiled broadly over Denaya's body. "That's a punishment for a wife who doesn't obey her husband, hehe... "

"Basic bawdy!"

BUGH!

landing a pillow over the husband's head with his hands quietly grabbing a pillow nearby.

"Hem, do you want me to kiss again?" prepare to poke with a nosy highlight.

"Nooooooo!" covered his face with both palms of his hands.

"Okay, the punishment is later tonight" smiled meaningfully and then got up and walked out of the room. " Bye, Hani! Assalamualaikum!" throwing kisses away while rolling his eyes flirtatious.

Denaya throttled the annoyance he made, but he did not stop answering the greeting even though by muttering.

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"At home, Om," said Via from across.

"Do you have any appointments with Hotman?"

"Kok Om Jaka you know?"

"Dena should tell me I'm nyampe home."

"Ohh. Yes, I want to leave, just settle nyiapin needs Nala because."

"Okay, I'll pick you up. We'll go with him. "

"Why don't you just meet me somewhere, Om? I can go alone."

"Don't ngeyel, I'll pick you up. This is me walking again," Om Jaka does not want to be denied.

"Okay," was forced to agree although it was surprising that Om Jaka was insistent.

Sitting sweetly on the front porch so as not to make Jumilah suspicious, Via sent a message to Hotman maybe he will come a little late.

"It's ok, dear," a reply from Hotman made Via frown, thankfully Om Jaka soon arrived.

The two of them headed to the restaurant where Hotman was waiting.

"Hello, Miss Livia," welcomed Hotman straight up from his seat as soon as Via and Om Jaka until, his smile was perfectly fluffy, his flirtatious eyes immediately rained on the lope-lope as he looked at Via. "Miss Livia looks prettier than her profile picture, huh, hahaha." a wide, unceremonious laugh unleashed the seduction of her first sea island.

Via just smiled thinly.

"Miss Livia's got a bodyguard, huh?" looking at Om Jaka still with his glittering smile. "Yes, introduce, I am Hotman Siangbolong," stretched out his hand which of course with the fingers of the fingers of the clothes of the walking jewelry store.

"Not shaman!" pulling out Via's elbow who was about to return Hotman's hand. "Ntar. High voltage because of him!" glaring at Hotman then immediately sit down followed Via.

Hotman seemed annoyed, but immediately set back his face with a friendly. "Oyeah, if I may know, Miss Livia why is so eager to know the development of the Bu Endang case? Did Miss... "

"Via, call me Via aja. Do not use Miss," prune Via which seems to have been uncomfortable with the name of the frills miss.

"Ok, well miss.eee I mean, Via is beautiful... "

"It can't be a day not a modusin mulu women live you?" Cut Om Jaka pissed. " Inget your little brat at home!"

"Ah, you're Jack! Like not just men, we can be outside the house like this."

"Your pale habit! I'm not like you, Poltak!" Om Jaka is very sad.

"As far as you are concerned, I don't want to talk much with you. I want to know an explanation from Miss... Via," Hotman won't bother.

Via then expressed his curiosity about the development of the case that befell the mother-in-law. Hotman also explained clearly from a to z about the development of the case along with the worst possibilities that Bu Een will get in the court judgment because Om Jaka asked Hotman to stop dealing that mbakyunya case.

"We have to do what's best for mom, Om." Say Via solemnly after Hotman is done with his long description.

"Relieve it!" refuse Om Jaka raw. "Not bother, Vi. for free! Because your own in-laws don't want to be accompanied by a lawyer."

"It can't be dong, Om. Poor mom, she deserves a defense."

Shake firmly, "gue is out of hand. Not to interfere. I've been wrong enough all this time."

"Okay, if it is I myself who will nerusin this, " said Via sure.

"You don't go crazy, Vi, the Hotman is expensive! In vain you get outin money if later only even more hated by your in-laws!" Om Jaka warned.

"I don't papa hated with mom, after all mom already hates it is the same with me from the first?" looking straight at Om Jaka. "I think it's important that I do my best for Mom. And if I keep quiet, I'm afraid Om" pauses the sentence.

"Fear what?" chase Om Jaka.

"Fear Mas Mirza hates me," continued Via lirih. "I don't want to be judged to not care about my mother when later Mas Mirza knows all this. I only have one child, Om. And when Mas Mirza isn't there as he is now, then it's my duty to replace him."

"Mirza knew from the beginning you were good and sincere, he would not be wrong or hate if you did not know his mother," said Om Jaka.

"But I have to do it, Om."

"Vi... "

"For Mirza's sake."

"OK, so when's the repayment, Jack?" Said Hotman who had just become a loyal listener.

Immediately Om Jaka instantly nyolot. "Propa napa? You matre lu!"

"Soon, sir," said Via convinced. "Please continue with my in-law case."

"Eh play soon you! You have money, Maemunah?" surprised by the answer.

"I'll sell the dam and the salt fields given by Mas Mirza, Om."

"Yourjug! Are you sure, Saodah? Pan is stock of your future with your son!" Om Jaka tried to convince.

"No papa, I'm sincere Om."

"You're sincere, but I'm not!"

Smiling with a plea, "please help tell Pak Haji yes Om, I want to resell all of that to Pak Haji Barkah."

Patting his own eel is frustrating, "go again if you bother gini!"

"Om, please. for Mas Mirza."

"That's ah! You there-there aja, Markonah, Markonah. "brushed the rough face.

"Nature, beauty is called haphazard. Maemunah, Saodah, Markonah...??" Hotman nodded at the two people who were still arguing small in front of him.

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