God's Choice of Mate
New Cars

I stomped my feet into my room. I throw my bag at just about anything. I swear, I've been sprained my night plans haven't gone according to plan.

I thought after choosing clothes that match the style of today's ABG, Mas Ray will be sprained. Eh in fact he was even calm, even cool pretentious and became the center of attention of many girls who actually made me sprain. I was the one who wanted to make him short of breath with my appearance the night I was made short of breath by him.

Miss Ita again, use the event to meet everyone. I could not afford to play him in the cinema earlier.Mana in intil lin continues, so can not shop ala-ala deh.

"You why Shafa?" He asked who might be surprised to see me grumbling.

"Au ah" I answered briefly.

He smiled like he was mocking me, then went into the dressing room. Just look at Mas, my plan won't stop here. I undressed, replacing it with a sexy nightgown over my thigh, which exposed my neck and half of my chest. How did he react, huh? Not that I want to flirt, after all people like him are not easily tempted by the appearance of women like me. I just wanted to make her feel uncomfortable being around me.

I saw him come out of the locker room wearing a short-sleeved white shirt and knee-length cloth pants. I approached her who was sitting on a laptop on the sofa.

"Emmm... Masses... Can I ask you for a rich car?" I showed you a picture of a white car with a roof that can be unscrewed. Intentionally, I blackmailed my husband.

He opened his glasses and massaged his temple.

"What are you planning Shafa?" He said with a probing look at me.

"No.. There's no plan, I'm just asking for a car? Peelit very mas. It is my duty to fulfill all my needs. So it's not wrong I asked for." I said intentionally.

Mas Ray suddenly stood up and looked at me while grinning. Seriously, his gaze was like the gaze of a hungry tiger that was getting its prey. O Allah protect thy beautiful servant. It is not cool that tomorrow there is news of a beautiful and sexy woman killed in the hands of her husband. Hiii

"You're talking about duty? Then, have you done your duty as Shafa's wife?" His approaching speech made me slowly retreat until I stared at the wall.

"Gleek" I swallowed my Saliva, it didn't cross my mind at all. I thought my calm, calm husband might not be aggressive. He locked my movements with his hands resting on the wall.

"I'm a normal Shafa man! If you keep acting like this, don't blame me if I can't hold myself back any longer. Or maybe you're ready to do it now" he said, looking at my body.

I pushed her body away from me and I immediately ran towards the bed wrapping myself in a blanket like a cocoon. My heart beats faster than ever. There was a feeling of fear and shame. Because again I was consumed by my own plan. Maybe this is what is called the quality of the husband. Forgive me, kapok I swear. No longer intending to be ugly.

"Hahahahahaha Shafa's...Shapas. When are you going to act like a child?" His words were laughing at me. Damnit damnit! Pake ngatain kayak little boy again. He returned to his position again holding his laptop. I don't know what he's working on.

"Sleep... Don't worry, I'm still not in the mood to ask for my rights" he said, chuckling. I've guessed, he's interested in me except maybe if I'm a ninja-ninja cake suit that he'll be interested in. So, he just fucked me. I hit the stone again.

"Emm... Mas serious right? emm.ga would it.." Ask doubt.

"That's what?"

"That's what I said" I walked up to him again this time with a blanket still wrapped around my body.

"Yes, I said a lot earlier Shafa, where do I know what you mean" he said without looking at me and still focusing on his laptop.

"Ish, the one who asked for the right was loh mas" said my impatiently.

"Why? You don't want to?" He still didn't look at me.

"Em.. not so, but emm... I'm ready and I can't do it with people I don't love" I said frankly. Better to be honest than to be honest.

"Hmm... continue what did that mean, deket put on that cake shirt?"

"Yes, I was a khilaf" I said.

"Never test the limits of my patience Shafa! Just live according to your heart. Oh yes, tomorrow morning your car will be delivered here, I've ordered it to your liking." His words made me glare in disbelief at what he said. That fast? My husband is no longer a prank, right? I think tomorrow I have to get up early, wait for the shorum guy at the door. Don't let me just get on the kibulin.

And right, this morning the car I wanted was parked pretty in the house. Turns out he was serious about what he said last night. I was wondering how much is he?

I ran up to him who was feeding the back pond fish.

"Baht...Masses... That's a real car for me, isn't it?" I asked to make sure, don't don't be the neighbor's car again.

"Yes...But it's not free." Her speech.

"meaning? I have to pay that?" I approached sitting next to him who was feeding his pet fish.

"Note selebgram must be a lot of dong money" he said.

"Where there is a lot of money, I just take the stuff*e*ndors times mas. The money is all I've donated" I said annoyed.

"Desumbangin's? Is there a natural disaster?" He knitted his eyebrows, staring at me.

"Yes, we are waiting for a new natural disaster to fall. No, in Palestine, we need help. When I want to go there, ask for my money back. There I was captured by the same evil Israeli soldier who defeated Thanos in the movie Avenger." My answer is long.

"So seriously you're donating to Palestine?" Ask again. Wonderful as this husband, the level to his cocoanuts mak-emak complex.

"Oh my God, I don't believe in it the same. Here I want to find the proof" I show you the proof of the donation I always send to Palestine through my account. He thinks I'm a liar. Besides, I also look at their suffering that seems to be relentless.

"Dependently? That's all my income being a virtual world artist I've sent there"

"Hmmm.." His words are only beards.

"So how's the car? Kirain gave him iklas, he knew he had to pay. If I had the money, I would have bought it myself. Yes already if mas ga iklas, turn the car" said I was sad.

"Yes.. Yes, it's a car for Shafa, you don't have to pay" he said, shuffling my hair.

"really? He said pay?" I will make sure again ah. Don't be happy Shafa.

"You don't have any money. Or gini aja, instead you have to make me breakfast every morning and prepare all my needs, how?" Bargainly.

"Yee, it's the same thing. But no papalah, the important thing is not to ask to pay with money. But if I use the money on my card for shopping, can't I?" All I ask, rather than have kepake many continue to be asked for compensation. Can berabe.

"Yes can be the important---"

"It is important not to buy a lot of harm that brings the wrath of God, right?" I knew that was exactly what he said.

"Pinter!" Say it with a smile that if seen sweet too.

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